Born into a big Hungarian family. Shaped in London. Reborn in Brazil. Startup economist, almost-psychotherapist, now playing, self-taught artist. My work is about Brazil, bodies, edges, lines, and what lives in between. Joy. Pain. Love.
Balaton
Beginnings
Born by Lake Balaton. One of seven kids - one already in heaven by the time I came. Loud house, little money, lots of love. That beach? My first canvas.
Magic
(Sort of)
As a kid, I thought I was a magician with powers. My mom taught me one that actually worked: making ‘langos’, this Hungarian fried dough thing. Required sweat. She taught me work.
My dad has always been an angel.
Corn & Grit “kukoricás”
We ran a beach buffet every summer. We all lived in it together.
I sold boiled corn with sunburnt shoulders, mostly to German tourists. I was super young. I liked dreaming more.
Drawing the Horizon
After work, I’d sit by the lake and paint. Still sticky with fryer oil, but in my head, I was somewhere else. That was freedom. Fun. A freedom my badass brother in wheelchair never had.
Equations & Secrets
I crushed school - big time. Math, physics, architecture. Winning nerdy competitions. Fell for a special boy. Said nothing. Got good at hiding.
Lost Plot
Tried engineering. Tried loving, a girlfriend. Quit painting. Got unwell. I was off-script, and it showed. Hey ho...
London Reset
Moved to London. Studied economics at UCL. Got curious again. London was an older brother to me. Started building myself back, brick by brick. Excellence. Soho. A brand new world.
Discovery Mode
I went into full discovery mode, from the U.S. Congress to corporate Prague, to Brazil and the unknown. I quit my solid job for a promise of love in Salvador. No regrets.
Therapy & Tech
Back in London. Startups by day, psychotherapy training by night. Oxford post-grad happened.
I started listening - to myself, mostly. ClimateTech. Purpose.
Brazil, Again
Back in Brazil. Met Rennan - the hubby. It wasn’t just love. It was something older. Something real. I said 'I love you' for the first time.
Play On
Now I paint. I surf. I play. It’s messy and loud and mine. Brazil gave me back my joy and the guts to show it. Eu amo vc demais. My art is yours.
Enjoy my site, dear visitor, meu querido.
