"red lines" Drawing

have been painting for as long as I can remember, ever since I was a small child suffocating within the quiet walls of a home, desperately trying to map out my world on paper. Painting at home was always a beautiful, aching struggle; the rooms felt too small, and the art demanded oxygen.Until I turned eighteen, I locked myself away in a studio in Patras, learning how to give form to shadows and lines to the light. Then, destiny dragged me to Athens, to study Architecture at the National Technical University. For seven long years, I studied the structures, the spaces, and the heavy balances of the world—yet my soul still bled for pure, untamed color. So, the journey went on for another five years, inside the halls of the Athens School of Fine Arts.Today, many of these fragments of my soul—my artworks—find their new homes right here on this site, traveling far away from me. I offer them to you; live inside them, enjoy them. As for me? I remain exactly where it all began: entirely alone, with a pencil and a brush in hand, sketching and painting non-stop, still searching for my own answers