Childhood dream
As a child, I have always loved to be creative with my hands. My dad brought me to art
museums quite often when I was young. I loved to look at the pretty paintings of Vermeer
and Van Gogh, because of all their colors. My mother was of Vietnamese decent, and
came to The Netherlands in the early 2000s. She was skeptical of my dream to make art,
but she tried to suport me nonetheless.
When I was 13, I was put into fostercare. Which completety changed my vieuws on society and the way I saw art as a whole. Since then, I want to use my skills and knowlege in art to help make change in the world and reach lots op people who have experienced the same thing, and share stories for everyone.
