I think in “X” languages, therefore I write.
I’ve always been drawn to the ways we make sense of the world, through art, through language, and through the spaces where they meet.
Language has shaped me in intimate, sometimes painful ways. I still remember the first time someone I cared about called me “annoying.” I didn’t understand what it meant until hours later, when I looked it up in an English dictionary. That small moment made a deep impression. English wasn’t my first language, it was my fourth.
I’m committed to improving in all of them, always learning, always listening.
My life has been defined by two pillars: art and language. At first, they seemed like separate worlds. But over time, I realized they were two ways of doing the same thing: communicating, connecting, creating meaning.
As someone who has lived across cultures and languages, I’ve also worked as a cultural adaptation consultant, helping global companies ensure their messaging resonates and does not offend across different markets. I’ve reviewed marketing scripts and taglines for potential cultural pitfalls, including phonetic, conceptual, and visual misunderstandings. This work combines sensitivity to nuance with a sharp eye for unspoken context.
I admire polyglots and artists alike, those who make beauty, coherence, and meaning out of complexity. I’ve tried to make sense of my place between these worlds, as an art student, a writer, and a third-culture human.
My strength is in the visual arts, especially sculpture and painting, though I deeply appreciate music and the performing arts.
What I find incredibly moving is when artists come together and create as one body. That, to me, is the highest form of communication.
