“After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.”

— Aldous Huxley



Everything started with my obsession with a piano. As a child, I would freeze and literally stop blinking when my music teacher touched the piano keys. She got worried and even invited my parents for a chat. It was during that chat that my parents decided to sign me up for some piano classes. Life has never been the same for me since that moment.

My music career began at the age of 6 when I embarked on a journey of training to be a classical pianist. While I still appreciate classical music, I have explored songwriting and using my voice in my first EP, and cinematographic piano and strings in the 2nd album. At the moment, I’m in the process of writing my 3rd album that will include a dash of electronica.

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    Just imagine…

    It’s the beginning of Autumn in Iceland. Empty church by the lake. A piano in the middle of the hall and me, trying to channel the rain and storm, the darkness and the magic of this day, into music.

    The fingers are sliding along the black and white keys, exploring the strangeness of how wood and hammers can animate the alchemy of sounds. Hours later, a melody is beginning to form. I let this song be born out of the storm, out of the fact that I can be here in this massive room all by myself, in complete, absolute, beautiful solitude.

    In some way, I want this music to become a little thread that connects me with this room, through space and time, through the years and through the distance that separates me from all of you. I want this to be a reminder of what it’s like to be at this point in my life when magic is being woven into music right in front of me.

    So, let us meet in this imaginary space that gave life to Patterns of Light. Join me there, in that church for a ghost concert when you’re ready and let the sounds transport you there with me.



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    Voice / Lyrics

    Singer & Songwriter

    “After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.”

    — Aldous Huxley