the guest house

I spent months as the sole permanent resident in a hostel for backpackers—a transient space where most came and went, but I stayed, continuously reintroducing myself. Over time, I began to merge with the house and its rhythm, becoming almost part of the space itself.

I lived in a non-permanent residence, in a country where I grew up but was not born—always somewhere between belonging and distance, part of the place yet never entirely settled, constantly renegotiating my identity in relation to my past, my present, my future, my place, and the right to claim belonging. I grappled with my position—searching for the right to claim belonging in a world that often questioned it.

In that suspended moment, in this in-between space, I realized I was living in a kind of exception—paused, yet profoundly aware—existing in the fragile tension between movement and stillness.

It was during this time that the seeds of the abstract art collection The Guest House were sown—small, evocative pieces born from the fleeting moments and complex emotions I experienced. Yet, they only found their way onto canvas years later, when I had gained the insight and clarity necessary to fully comprehend and translate those intangible feelings into visual form.

The Guest House collection extends beyond abstraction—it traces a quiet, personal journey through identity, belonging, and change. Each piece captures fleeting moments suspended between movement and stillness, echoing the delicate rhythms of lived experience.