Some paths are painted.
Others reveal themselves live.
Some are visible.
Some "unfold" quietly.

You might know the work before the person behind it.I paint in real time—
on streets, online, and in moments that don’t repeat.This isn’t a finished body of work.
It’s an ongoing evolution.If this feels familiar,
it’s probably not by accident.
Some things are shared publicly.
Others are passed quietly, in real time.New work.
Small drops.
Moments that don’t repeat.If you want to stay close to the evolution,
this is how it "unfolds".

Some things reveal themselves through repetition.
Through patience.
Through staying long enough for patterns to appear.These are not endpoints.
They’re traces.Moments caught while the work was still becoming.
Nothing here happens in public.
Some things unfold between the noise.
You get what most miss,
the signal.
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