How My Passion Began
Adam – Accidental artist, passionate on purpose
I never planned to become a painter. The brushes, paints, and canvases? They were originally bought for my daughter. She created one beautiful piece… and then discovered her true passion: the violin. While she went on to master music, I was left with a pile of untouched art supplies. So, what could I do? Throw them away? Not a chance.
I picked up a brush (mostly because everything was already paid for), and something unexpected happened – I couldn’t stop. Four years later, I’m still painting. Still untrained. Still wildly enthusiastic.
Now, while my daughter fills the house with beautiful violin music, I lose myself in the world of colours and textures. Her playing gives me peace and helps me focus – and sometimes, if I’m lucky, it turns into a kind of collaboration between sound and stroke.
I paint because it brings me joy. I experiment because no one’s told me not to. Sometimes magic happens, sometimes it doesn’t… but the canvas never complains, so neither do I.
Each brushstroke is a conversation with the canvas — a silent dialogue between imagination and colour
Painting commissions
P.S. I happily accept portrait commissions – if you’re brave enough to trust someone who became an artist by accident. I can’t guarantee perfection, but I can guarantee personality.