Silent, I grew up within the walls of my father’s studio, a lacquerer. I keep the smell of warm plaster, the silky light on the lacquer, the discovery of an ancestral culture. When you start a lacquer, you embark on a journey, a suspended space-time. In the superposed layers of lacquer, I like to insert different materials, mineral, textile or metallic, to see the white appear through engraving or the shell of an egg, in contemporary works on wood exhibited in France, Japan, Germany, Switzerland, Belgium. I also work on other supports, metal, plexiglass, even in the vegetable fibre of paper, with a predilection for that of Nepal, China, Japan. The lacquer impregnates, colours differently depending on its fluidity and the porosity of the substrate. In my works, she can be partially or totally covered with metal sheets when she is "in love", becoming an excellent medium for their application. It is necessary to have the sharp, quick gesture to bite with the acid the silver leaf which will take a variation of bitten colors, never similar, always unique. Enter the workshop every day, creation as meditation, keep in mind the origin of the path to discover other paths. "Calm is the key to finding your destiny", Lao Zi
