About

I was raised in North London, in Stamford Hill, Hackney. Not the polished parts. The in between places. Brick walls, worn corners, streets that carry more history than they show.

I’m now, and a member of Yeshivas Ahavas Torah, but this started long before I understood what I was doing. I was always drawn to surfaces. Walls, textures, anything that felt untouched or forgotten. There was something honest about them. No expectations. No rules. Just space.

I didn’t grow up thinking this would become anything. It was just a way to process things, to take what was around me and reshape it into something quieter, something that made sense, at least to me.

Over time, those small ideas became larger pieces. Murals. Real spaces. Places people move through, stop at, notice or don’t. That’s part of it.

I’m not trying to make noise. I’m more interested in presence. In creating something that feels like it belongs there, even if it wasn’t there before.

A lot of what I make comes from observation. Things most people walk past. Moments that don’t ask for attention, but stay with you anyway.

I’m still figuring it out. Still chasing that same feeling.