About

Tohaman moves through the city like a low-frequency song, placing images where silence needs texture. The work is not a billboard; it is a whisper to the passerby who still looks up.

The studio is a ritual: walk, listen, sketch, return. Each mark is a small civil disobedience against empty walls and louder screens. The mission is simple: make streets feel human again.

If you hear a rhythm in the paint, that is intentional. Murals are written like verses — repetition, pause, a breath between lines. The city becomes the chorus.