Solange Smith is an artist and poet whose work moves through personal experience, cultural heritage, and resilience. Raised in Spain, with a diverse background—Malaysian, Chinese, French, and Dutch she explores transformation and identity through painting, poetry, and immersive installations. Her work traces the fault lines of society, unraveling trauma, conflict, and the shifting relationship between humanity and technology. Through large-scale installations and public interventions, she creates spaces for reflection, tension, and dialogue.

She writes:

"Here’s a very shortened playlist of my life. A whirlwind of emotions shifting tempo every few hours. A constant push and pull, just trying to stay in sync with my own chaos.

Mornings start slow. Female jazz, soft as silk, curling around me like smoke. The world hasn’t quite caught up, and for a moment, I get to float. Then the coffee hits, and I reach for Mediterranean sounds; songs drenched in sunlight, a trick of the mind, a warm hallucination of home, even if it’s just a kitchen window in an unfamiliar city.

But then comes midday—oh, midday, my daily villain. That strange, empty stretch of time that traps you between what’s already been done and everything still waiting. It’s neither here nor there, just a slow, dragging nothingness. So I throw on some heartbroken tunes, because nothing makes an existential crisis feel more cinematic than a sad love song at lunch.

By the afternoon, I get my second wind. The tempo picks up, the rhythm hits harder and guitars slap me awake. This is when I do my best painting. There’s something about the right song that makes the world feel momentarily conquerable, or at least the rest of the day.

At night, the music shifts again. Sometimes, it builds, the beats grow heavier and faster as the electric pulse carries me into the late hours. Other nights, I keep it slow and steady, piano keys unraveling the day as I write, study, or just sit with my thoughts. And just when I think it’s over, I find myself circling back to where I started: female jazz, finally closing the loop.

So yeah, this is me. Every emotion, every day. A little drama, a little humor, and the occasional realization that I’m ridiculous.

But in the end, we all need a good playlist. If life insists on being unpredictable, at least it comes with a soundtrack."

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