


It all starts with a sketch -and somewhere along the way, MAGIC HAPPENS... It all starts with a pencil line. A faint outline on paper, a loose thought, a whisper of a story waiting to unfold. My sketches are the beginning of everything — the first spark before color arrives, before a scene grows into its full voice. Here you’ll find quiet moments in graphite: girls with braids and wide imaginations, animals carrying secrets, bears deep in thought, parades of birds, flowers twisting into patterned shapes. Some are playful, some reflective, all of them fragments of worlds that could bloom into full illustrations. I love sketches because they reveal the process — the raw honesty of a line, the spontaneity of an idea as it first takes form. They are like notes in the margin of a book, hints of stories that are still in motion. Sometimes they remain sketches forever, treasured for their simplicity; sometimes they grow into finished pieces, but their soul always lingers here. These pages are an invitation to peek behind the curtain, to see where magic begins — in the smudge of graphite, in the curve of a pencil, in the fragile first outline of a story.