How to express yourself as an artist when your home country is on fire? With the war as a backdrop, any artwork feels like a drop in an ocean.

This is probably the first time I start a project without a clear and structured idea. While drawing, I seem to pull out from the subconscious ideas that bother me. The hand draws the shapes on its own. Thoughts are formed during this meditative process. Forms are abstract. They resemble both the body of living beings and mountain textures.

During this meditative process, I ask myself the following questions:

Can humans exist in harmony with each other as a system, as species? Is our existence possible without the appropriation, destruction, and domination of one over the other? Is it possible to consciously exist on the planet, keeping in mind that we are part of it?

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