What Does Melancholy Means to Me as an Artist?

Reflections on Memory, Art, and Collage

Have you ever felt that time stands still when you remember something? I believe it’s melancholy that allows us to pause and try to understand what’s happening around us and, in turn, within us. It’s a state of appreciation in which we process the value of things and what they mean to us. Only in calm and silence can we hear the echo of life—the story behind every object, every creation.

My art is born from that feeling, from the fragments of melancholy I collect in my everyday life. Just like memories, they don’t always arrive in a neat sequence; instead, they come scattered and slowly form an amalgam. I think life itself is like that—we’re all made up of pieces that don’t always fit together, but the art lies in how we manage to assemble them nonetheless. We each make a collage out of ourselves.

I see myself as a meloncollage. What name would you give yourself? What memories and emotions make up who you are?

In this space, I want to share a reinterpretation of the fragments that shape my life and creative process. Perhaps you’ll find a small piece of the past waiting for you in some corner of this memory collage.