When people ask me why did I decide to become an artist, I always tell them this story.

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It was when I was 11 years old, I was watching Hayao Miyazaki‘s Spirited Away during a carefree summer break. In the middle of the movie, the train carrying Chihiro and No-Face runs through the surface of the water. As they pass by one small island with a house, the sun is setting, with all the lights and colors the train is pulling me into the screen. At the moment, the world a few feet away from me is so real that I can reach out my hand to touch it. 

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That's the moment that I made up my mind, that I wanted to create worlds that make me feel alive in another universe.