Born in 1991, I’m a pure millennial product working as Creative for brands and agencies.

For my grandparents, this makes me tech support and apparently the one who can fix their printer (spoiler: nobody can fix a printer). For my little cousins, it means I know why there’s a picture of a pencil next to an audio tape on their feed. To my mum, it was supposed to mean financial security and a long-term contract.

Well… in the end, I’m a freelancer. Perfect, if you have commitment issues. Maximum agility, minimum bureaucracy.
If you need art direction (making things look good), concepts (making them mean something), or copywriting (making them sound great), I’m here. Like a warm, soft shoulder you can cry on after a break-up.

My strength? Knowing the old and the new. As any 90s kid, I live between worlds: nostalgic for analog, wired into digital, one butt cheek in each era, still deciding whether life should be mortgages and children, or just a permanent Sunday-morning hangover.

In short, if you need someone ready for briefs, challenges and pitch missions, I’m available and happy to jump in.
Don’t hesitate to contact me.