I never set out to be an artist.
I started making music late at night, patching a modular synth together to help my kids fall asleep. Simple drones and slow tones filled the house, and somewhere along the way it became more than background noise. It became space — for them to rest, and for me to slow down.
I’m drawn to minimal, evolving ambient textures — nothing flashy, just patient movement and room to breathe. What began as lullabies also became a backdrop for meditation and prayer, a quiet place to think clearly and be present.
First and foremost, I’m a husband and a father. The music grows out of that — steady, warm, and made with care.
What began as a way to help my children sleep became an atmosphere for rest, reflection, and stillness.