Somewhere at the heart of my story, there is a tree that never leaves me. A Japanese cherry blossom.

Its pink petals live for only a moment… yet they leave a mark that lasts a lifetime. They remind me that beauty is fragile, precious, and impossible to explain, only to feel.

This guitar project is an homage. An homage to sensitivity, to gentleness… and above all, to the women in my life.

The women who guided my steps, who held my heart when it trembled, who painted my grey days in shades of pink. They are my petals, my light.

On this guitar, a small bird rests. A messenger. A symbol of freedom, peace, and that quiet voice inside me whispering: “Remember to love. Remember to honor.”

The pink, the blossoms, the cherry tree — they represent the soft, powerful force of the feminine. The strength we don’t always see, yet the one that supports everything, the one that heals, the one that shaped me too.

This guitar is more than an artwork. It is a thank you. A thank you to the women who taught me tenderness, to the women who helped life grow inside me, and to those who, like sakura petals, passed through my life… but will remain forever.