Sono Seta

This is where it begins.
Untreated. Unprimed. Alive.
In a few weeks this silk will hold a leopard.
A real one — caught in a tree by photographer
His lens. My silk. One animal. Two artists.
What happens next — I don't fully know yet. The silk will decide.

There's a moment in every conversation when words stop working.
I paint hyperrealistic wild cats on silk. Untreated silk. No primers. No reprints. No sizing. So no second chances to repaint.
When people finally see it — they don't ask questions.
They ask: if it still available?

The art world often looks for certificates, prizes, official validation.
I don’t have that as my main proof anymore, as I found something much more valuable and meaningfull
What I do have is something quieter — and more honest.
People who once chose my work… and come back again.
Not because they were convinced by authority.
But because unforgettable experience of Silk Painting stayed with them longer than explanation ever could.