Iron Maiden is the band that opened the door to heavy metal for me. I can still see myself, young, secretly listening to The Trooper… like I was committing a delicious little crime.

Every time those guitars started screaming, I felt like I was breaking every rule. It was my first taste of freedom. The beginning of my rebellious spirit.

Each riff shot through my spine like lightning. It vibrated, it burned, it awakened something deep inside me. And every time, I wanted more.

And then there was Eddie. He always fascinated me. From album to album, he changed shape, world, intensity… always bigger, wilder, more iconic. For me, Eddie was the embodiment of pure audacity— a visual symbol that dared everything, that broke boundaries, that evolved with every story the band told. He reminded me that art can hit hard, disturb, provoke… and that this is exactly where the magic happens.

Today, I’m transforming that same energy— that forbidden thrill, that electric feeling of being alive— into a guitar-art piece that carries my story and pays tribute to the creative madness that shaped me.

Iron Maiden is more than a band. It’s the birth of my inner fire.