New Chapter Begins

Begin again.

I stepped away for a while—not because I stopped being an artist, but because I needed to remember why I make art in the first place. The noise got too loud. The pressure to post, to be seen, to fit in—it took over. And in all that, I lost the feeling that brought me to this in the first place: love.

Love for beauty. For emotion. For capturing a moment and turning it into something that lives beyond it.

Being in Berlin changed everything. It’s a city that holds so much—pain, power, freedom, rebellion. You feel it in the streets, in the people, in the silence between sounds. History lives here, and so does the present—loud, chaotic, electric.

Artists here create like no one’s watching. And maybe that’s what I needed to see. That art doesn’t have to be perfect, or popular. It just has to be true.

Berlin reminded me that art isn’t something I do. It’s something I am.

So now, I’m just making. No rules. No pressure. I’m mixing photography with painting, adding layers with video and AI. I don’t know where it’s all going, and I don’t care. The process feels good. It feels honest.

I still get frustrated with platforms like Instagram, where art gets censored or buried. But I’m done letting that stop me. I’ll find new ways. I’ll keep showing up. I’ll keep sharing.

Because making art matters. It matters to me. And if it reaches even one person in a real way—that’s enough.

This isn’t about going back. It’s about becoming. Becoming the kind of artist—and person—I’ve always wanted to be: free, fearless, and full of feeling.

If you’re here reading this, thank you. I hope what I make connects with you. I hope it makes you feel something. That’s the whole point.

– Adam