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The story of Unfinished

Unfinished (b. 1988) has always been searching — for rhythm, for form, for ways to give shape to what moves deeply within. That journey began in childhood, attending weekly art academy classes where he explored a wide range of artistic forms and materials. That early curiosity — moving between mediums, experimenting with process — still shapes his practice today.

Over time, visual expression gave way to music, and by sixteen, he had become a devoted bedroom producer, drawn to spacey, futuristic sounds and moods that echoed the vastness he felt inside. The name Unfinished came naturally: not just from the many tracks left incomplete, but from the sense that the work — and the self — were both always in progress.

Around 2021, something shifted. The stillness of the corona lockdowns, combined with the approaching birth of his daughter, created a moment of reflection that rippled deeply inward. Music no longer felt like the right vessel. His hands turned to canvas, and what began as experimentation soon became a new language — one rooted in the same themes, but more grounded, more present, more true.

Since then, Unfinished has developed a visual world of abstract, geometric, and cosmic forms — shaped by limited palettes of pink, black, white, and occasional touches of gold or yellow. At the center of these compositions: balance, presence, and home. Pyramids appear again and again, grounding the work in a sense of direction and internal gravity.

His practice is driven by quiet discipline — karate, yoga, and meditation — and a commitment to creative constraint. It is both a process of self-building and world-building. Through each piece, Unfinished reflects not only on the future his daughter will inherit, but on how we, as humans, relate to Earth, the cosmos, and ourselves.

His art invites a slower gaze — a conversation about exploration, responsibility, and the possibility of becoming more whole.