My journey as a storyteller began with a tragedy that etched itself into my soul. At the age of three, I witnessed the unspeakable (the death of my baby sister). A moment so devastating it shattered my understanding of the world and left an indelible scar on my heart.

From that abyss of grief and unanswered questions, I clawed my way toward expression. Drawing and writing horror stories became my sanctuary, a way to exorcise the emotions that words alone couldn’t contain. Cinema became my obsession, my compass, and my salvation. I voraciously consumed every frame I could find (from sprawling blockbusters, haunting arthouse treasures, to obscure international masterpieces) letting their imagery and narratives ignite my imagination and fuel an insatiable hunger to create.

Over time, that fervor transformed into a mission. I began crafting experimental horror shorts that delve into the raw, unfiltered truths of human experience while exploring the shadowy depths of existence.

Every story I weave is infused with the echoes of that haunting loss, driven by an unrelenting desire to transform pain into meaning.