I'm afraid to draw pure pain - you can choke in it, so I force myself to draw something encouraging and motivating. It is difficult, but also important. One day, together with other street artists, we pasted our posters in the city. I have a small hope that this will cheer up some passerby, whose history I do not know, as well as the circumstances from which he arrived here.

I sketched the experience of my one-night volunteering at the station already at home, such was the density of experiences and contrasts of people and everything. I would like to broadcast a lot and to many through that visual. But I understand that it is not a horn, but only a small earpiece that emits sound. If someone hears that quiet noise, then it is already important for me and for the common cause, I convince myself.