Finding Your Voice

How do you find your voice as an artist?

I don’t think it arrives fully formed. I think it builds quietly over time, through repetition, through return, through the things that persist even when you try very hard to move away from them… and somehow end up right back there.

In the beginning, everything can feel open. Influences overlap, directions shift, nothing feels fully anchored. A bit like trying on too many outfits and none of them quite feel like you.

And yet, certain gestures repeat. Certain choices reappear. Not by force, but almost without noticing. Like a habit you didn’t realize you had.

I think there is a tension in that space; between searching for a voice and allowing it to emerge on its own terms. Between shaping something intentionally and realizing it may have been shaping you all along.

Maybe it is not something you find all at once. Maybe it becomes visible only after enough time has passed to see what remains.