From Dream to Expression: My Journey into Art

As a little girl, I dreamed of becoming a kindergarten teacher. I wanted to prepare myself heart and soul, and I started early on with everything that makes a good educator: playing the piano, creating art... anything to enchant the little whirlwinds. But for my mother, that wasn't an option. I wasn't allowed to.

So I found my way into the business world—and lost sight of my passion for art for a long time. Or maybe not entirely. Every now and then, I took part in workshops: doll-making, felting... little excursions into a world that never completely left me. Little by little, I began painting at home, often late at night, with a good glass of wine by my side. Without any training, simply from feeling, I created paintings—some successful, others less so, but I never stopped.

Eighteen years ago, I moved to Geel and enrolled at the Art Academy for Ceramics. A new world opened up. I could lose myself in creating installations, playing with clay, color, and form. It was a feeling of happiness, a kind of homecoming. And yet I continued painting—completely at my own pace.

At some point, I had to take a break—the commitments of the business world caught up with me again. But five years ago, I returned to the academy, this time to painting. Now I can and may fully develop myself. Thanks to the encouragement of my teachers, I dare to experiment—with materials, techniques, forms of expression. I'm still searching... but aren't we all?

Art never lets me go – whether singing, music, painting, ceramics, or, above all, installations. They are my great love.

I'm increasingly playing freely with artistic expression, even when time is short. What I create is always an expression of my feelings—each work a mirror of my heart, my soul. When I work, I prefer to be alone. I rarely speak—then the art speaks for me. Each piece speaks of my sensitivity, my pain, my compassion—for people and for the world.

My works are a silent conversation—with myself and with the viewer. I can often say more without words than with them. In this wordless language, I find myself.

Now it is up to you to taste, to feel – to experience this dialogue.