MARKOP

Hello everyone. Welcome to this little corner.

I'm Markop, and I was born sometime in the last century. Life has moved fast, and I'm no longer very young, but one obsession has always stayed with me: to create.

As a child, I wrote songs, stories, and games that existed only in my mind because I had neither the resources, nor the instruments, nor the schooling to express them. As a teenager, life forced me to trade my notebooks for daily work after losing my father, and I tucked my dream away in a drawer for over thirty years.

Today, life has given me a break between the storms. I don't have a big recording studio, or state‑of‑the‑art equipment, nor can I read a traditional musical staff or claim any training in programming. But I do have an old computer, a couple of programs I'm slowly figuring out through tutorials, and the same melodies, stories, and ideas — intact — that I used to hum in my childhood, along with the things that come to me when I set out to create.

This space is simply where I try to give those ideas that were born, and are still being born, in my head a chance to exist, to be seen and heard. Sometimes I wrestle with technology, but I have more than enough faith that art will always find its way.

I don't know if I'll manage to finish everything I have in mind before this computer, or I myself, get tired and say "enough." But as long as the processor and my heart hold out, I'll be here, sharing my story note by note.

Thank you for stopping by the space of this child who dares to show his work.