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I have loved drawing for as long as I can remember. As a child, a pencil and a blank page were all I needed to wander into a world of my own. That quiet joy followed me to school, where I poured my heart into class wall newspapers and art activities, and was proud to see my class win awards for our shared work.

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It was at a painting workshop that I first touched silk, and something in me softened and stayed. Silk asks for patience, a steady hand, and gentle attention to every brushstroke. It is slow work, and I have come to love it for exactly that reason. Since then, I have been learning, with endless curiosity, how to listen to this delicate and little-known art form.

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Selected Works

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The Proud Rooster

A rooster stands tall in a patchwork of green, red and gold, with his little chicks close by. Inspired by Đông Hồ folk paintings, this piece celebrates warmth, family and the joy of Tết.

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Beneath the Willow Veil

A young woman in a soft green áo dài rests beneath weeping willows, lost in a quiet thought. She is my tribute to the gentle, nostalgic beauty of Vietnamese women and the old days.

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Whispers by the Lotus Pond

Two egrets lean close among drifting lotus leaves, wrapped in shades of rose and blue. I painted it as a quiet conversation, gentle and unhurried, like the Vietnamese countryside at dawn.

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