Take one step forward… the image changes. Step back… it transforms.
Welcome to an art that lives through your gaze.

I am an artist born from silence, from observation and gesture.I spoke late — around the age of five. Before words, I observed. For a long time. Intensely. Sitting still, motionless, I watched the world as one listens to an inner music.In truth, I was already elsewhere: immersed in an extreme attention to forms, materials, and beauty.
To me, visual beauty is not only something one sees. It is a song. A vibration. A heartbeat that moves through the body.Very early on, my hands spoke for me. People used to say I had “two right hands.” I repaired everything that was broken. I dismantled, rebuilt, transformed. Gesture became my first language. Creating, repairing, giving things a second life became a way of inhabiting the world.Photography was one of my first territories. But the still image was not enough. I was searching for movement, vibration — a living image.Since childhood, music has lived deeply within me. I sang in a choir and discovered the emotional power of the voice.

I would have liked to become a singer, because to me, the voice is the most direct expression of emotion. It reaches the soul instantly, without any material intermediary.Even as a child, I felt the need to give presence to objects. I painted my teddy bears, styled their hair, and above all, perfumed them with my father’s fragrance. I wanted to give them an identity, almost a soul. Without knowing it, I was already seeking to humanize matter.Later, this quest took form through musical instruments. Violins, cellos, and double basses became bodies to me. Their curves are profoundly human, almost feminine.

By working with these forms, I feel as though I am breathing a sensitive presence into matter. Music becomes visible.
The car is another expression of this relationship with the body and movement. As a licensed racing driver, having nearly taken part in the Paris-Dakar twice, I experienced the fusion between man and machine, speed as an extension of the body, and the line as pure emotion.Whether through images, instruments, childhood objects, or mechanics, I always pursue the same gesture.

To repair.
To elevate.
To humanize.
My work seeks to create a dialogue between movement, sound, memory, and beauty.
I do not seek to explain.
I seek to make things vibrate.