Is there a real way to be me?

These recent work makes me travel home. Through their color, their textures, their transparent details of thin layers of natural inks... I feel safe. As if I was on Earth lap’s, the mother who nourishes and welcomes us with generosity.

I use pigments that my mother already had, she used them for her paintings and ceramics. The use of natural pigment without additives is always surprising and unexpected. It is really about trust, trusting the process.

The fabrics and their wrinkles, their hills and valleys, their protruding threads… it is a constant game that fascinates my observation. I would like to be able to capture each fold individually, would be amazing to be able to explain better with words how it makes me feel.