Reflections on moving from occasional sketches to a dedicated art practice. For most of my life, art was something I did occasionally. I would draw from time to time and very rarely paint, but it never felt like something I could sustain consistently. I loved it, but it always remained on the edges of my life. Last year things began to change. After being diagnosed with ADHD and Bipolar II and starting medication for the first time, I began experiencing something new: space.

Art has always been shaped by the world around us. By what we notice, what we feel, and what quietly moves us. For me, nature is an endless source of that quiet movement. The curve of a leaf, the texture of fruit skin, the way light settles across a surface, these small details hold more than aesthetic interest. They hold rhythm, memory, and a kind of steady calm. The relationship between nature and art isn’t just about subject matter. It’s about slowing down long enough to

Pineapples are more than just sweet, tropical treats, they’re packed with vitamins, digestive enzymes, and antioxidants that support wellbeing. And that part of the pineapple we throw away? This holds its own beauty: A world of textures and an intricate pattern with gleaming gold tones. Observing a ripening pineapple in our fruit bowl, I was inspired to dedicate a piece of artwork to what has become so easy to overlook. Eating slices of pineapple with a fork My waste became m