My Story

I was born into art before I even had the words for it. As a child, I was always drawing, stitching, inventing small worlds with my hands.

One of my earliest teachers was my grandmother, who placed a needle and thread in my hands and taught me the rhythm of sewing. It was never just about fabric — it was about patience, mending, and the deep connection that grows when we slow down and create with care. Those gestures became my first language of healing, and they continue to guide me today.

My formal journey with art began at the Accademia di Belle Arti di Brera in Milan, where I earned a Bachelor’s degree in Design and later a Master’s degree in Art Therapy. These years taught me to see art not only as an object of beauty, but as a tool for connection, transformation, and healing.

A smiling woman with tattoos, a shaved side haircut, and a nose piercing, wearing a Harley-Davidson t-shirt, sitting with her leg crossed and holding her knee.
A woman with long, dark hair, multiple tattoos, and wearing a leather vest and leather pants, sitting on a table in front of illuminated artwork designed with intricate, stylized calligraphy.

At the same time, tattooing was calling me. I began my apprenticeship in Italy and Spain, where I trained in both technique and tradition. What started as craft soon became ritual: I realised that the body itself is a canvas, one that carries memory, identity, and story.

Tattooing has been part of my life now for 18 years. In 2013, I moved to Australia, and in 2018, I made my home in New Zealand. Each move brought challenges — new cultures, new languages, and the deep work of starting again. But they also gave me space to grow as an artist and as a person. New Zealand especially has shaped my tattoo career, teaching me resilience, humility, and the value of creating spaces where art becomes healing.

Today, whether I am creating tattoos, guiding workshops, or holding space for healing, my intention is always the same: to help people reconnect with themselves, honour their journeys, and discover the power of art.

This intention comes together most fully in Threaded Marks — my ongoing project that weaves together thread, colour, and canvas as a language of memory, identity, and connection. For me, it is the natural continuation of everything I have lived and learned: the patience of sewing, the ritual of tattooing, and the therapeutic power of art.

Art, to me, is a bridge — between generations, between body and spirit, between the parts of ourselves that long to be seen.

I am grateful, every day, to walk alongside others as they cross that bridge in their own way.