AUTOBIOGRAPHY

Sara Zita P. M.

I was born on December 22, 1993, in Zagreb, Croatia. Since childhood, drawing has been my world. My notebooks were never just filled with words and numbers but with sketches—faces, families, and moments captured by my hand and imagination. I vividly remember a special moment from my childhood: I was on the beach, drawing in the sand, when a woman, a painter, approached me. She looked at my drawing and told my mother that she should definitely guide me toward art because she saw a true artist in me.

However, life took me in a different direction. I finished general high school and went on to study management in Zagreb. For a long time, I didn’t paint, as if that part of me had been lost in the routine of everyday life. But five years ago, faced with difficult life circumstances, I picked up a paintbrush again. Painting became my escape, my peace, my way of overcoming pain. Every brushstroke carried a piece of me—every emotion, every tear, every glimmer of hope.

Now, I can’t go even a few days without painting or drawing something. It has simply become a necessity, as natural as breathing. I have found myself in it. This is who I am.

Through years of experimentation, I discovered a unique style that suits me best. The combination of colors, blending tones, and creating movement on the canvas come with experience, and this process brings me the greatest joy. I have explored other styles as well, but this one resonates with me the most and reflects my personality. For me, there are no rules or limits in painting—only feeling, inspiration, and the freedom of expression.

Today, my paintings are not just colors on a canvas; they are stories told through emotion. Each one carries a part of my soul, a part of me that was once lost but is now found again. Art has saved me, shaped me, and continues to guide me. Painting is no longer just a hobby—it has become my life.