I suffered from the recent devastating Eaton Canyon Wildfire. On 1/08/2025, the wildfire consumed my house and along with it my studio space, machinery, tools, materials, and an estimate of 300〜400 artworks that I've made up till now. What managed to survive are 20 or so works and a bag of tools- I could say a mere 5% of what I've accumulated at the house over the years. 

With my work space and living space I put so much effort into building the past four years reduced to a pile of rubble and dust, I was left speechless with the reality I was facing.

However, I wasn't letting everything go down in ashes for nothing. 30 minutes after discovering my house entirely gone, with what was once my room still ablaze in the heat, I switched my mentality and started documenting my burning house with the few works that survived. Because that’s what I do. I create. Every thing can be taken from me but the creativity that resides at the core of my existence will never perish for long as I remain alive. I will continue forward while cherishing what I have left within me- the utter joy of living in this material world and getting to experience it with the entirety of my existence.