Acrylics introduced me to a new world: color, scale, and the thrill of portrait painting. With paint, I learned how bold a stroke could be, how expressive skin tones could feel, and how joyfully unpredictable the process is.

Where pencil taught me precision, acrylics taught me courage. They brought movement into my work — the dance between warm and cool hues, the layering of light, the way a portrait comes alive as colors interact. Acrylics gave me permission to be brighter, to take up space, to celebrate contrast and emotion with confidence.

Painting in acrylics expanded my vision. It transformed how I see faces, how I capture energy, and how I trust my instincts. It reminded me that art is alive — and sometimes the best moments are found in the unexpected.