Music has accompanied me since my earliest childhood. Being a therapeutic treatment, a way of emotional expression, and a permanent companion. Ever since it has helped me to express myself when I did not have the words to explain my interior life offering a colorful language with an infinite array of words. Thus, I have always viewed music as a translator and guide through my early years.

Since then, music runs basically through my veins and has become a vital part of my life.

Captivated by the addictive potential of songwriting, performing, and practicing I ended up spending my adolescence in numerous bands playing different instruments. Eventually, I began composing my own first songs of which - luckily, I guess – none of them has been finished and recorded. Nonetheless, this journey turned me into a multi-instrumentalist and composer who consciously chose not to pursue music professionally. I am still thankful for this choice which allowed me to keep music as pleasurable distraction. Furthermore, on an eventual way to becoming an artist I would have been sucked up by the depression I was facing in my young twenties.

Now music remains my best friend and I have countless stories to tell.

After two decades of navigating this musical wonderland, exploring various corners and pathways while writing numerous songs, I finally felt ready to share my favorite color with the world. However, this step was not an easy one, because, for me, music primarily lives in the moment. This means that my playing never sounds the same, even when performing the same song twice. Factors such as set and setting, audience, mood, and energy all contribute their ingredients to how I play my songs. I often engage in improvisation, adding parts and varying speed, sound, or melodies. Therefore, going to the studio was a significant step for me. Yet here we are, with my first album, "My Favorite Color”.

Music comes alive to life for the moment.