As I imagine my Studio, my every stroke becomes a whisper, weaving my dreams into reality, and my anxieties into stardust.

This ain't no ordinary room, it's a cathedral for my creations, where imagination takes flight and emotions bleed onto canvas. This is my sanctuary, my playground, my battlefield - where I wrestles with beauty emerge victorious, one stroke at a time.

For my patrons, with whom I step into this room, live a different life, i am forever grateful.

BHAND