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I grew up in a house full of odds and ends. A congestion of objects covered in dust, as if someone were trying to preserve what once had been. Perhaps because of that, I seem to be in constant search of objects or places marked by time, working with various reproduction processes to trace or duplicate reality on a scale of 1:1, in order to keep track of it.
The traces I lift from reality are often ignored by others. For me, a pile of waste, a stone or a water leak has the potential of an excavation site, a space of discovery that speaks of our society, of the skin of the world.
Through the practice of drawing or the use of new techniques such as 3D scanning, I analyze the stratifications of time to detect their traces and seize them to reveal what is around us.
I work mainly in my everyday environment or in places of worn-down memory that respond to collective reflection.
For me, it is not about drawing a self-portrait but about sharing a common experience. All the processes that I use, are intended to fix time and to put forward the notion of origin, culture, exchange. By working with primitive materials, I seek to be in direct contact with a tangible environment. At a time when everything seems to be accelerating, confronted with a turbulent society, in perpetual change, I work with slow processes. It makes the work very physical and meditative.
By reporting, point by point, the conditions found on a surface, I make it palpable, archivable. I am on the lookout for fragments of reality that are about to disappear, to be forgotten, and I preserve them so as to leave a trace of society.