The wind and the light

In Mykonos, the wind and light move as one.
They shape the walls, the air, and the quiet rhythm of the island. I paint that motion — the dance between stillness and brightness, between what fades and what remains.

Through wet-on-wet watercolor, the air becomes color, and with dry brush, I hold its memory.
These works are small meditations on presence — on how wind turns light into sound, and silence into space.