In my practice, I explore the shadowed and illuminated areas of human existence. I do not cling to a fixed plan or a defined idea; each work is born from a free impulse, guided by the intuition of the moment. Yet, this apparent freedom inevitably clashes with the rigid structures of our society — those invisible forms that silently shape the aesthetics of our lives and creations.

The figurative elements I invoke emerge like echoes from the past: fragments of memories, scraps of stories, traces of an intimate memory. They do not tell a linear narrative but outline the contours of an inner journey, a slow process of transformation and rediscovery of the self.

My works open onto spaces of silence. There, time seems suspended, shapes soften, become fluid, available to change. They invite a different way of seeing — to plunge into a slow, almost meditative contemplation of the work… and of one’s own life.

The gold, applied on the canvas like a sacred light, invites reflection. It evokes an inner presence, a spiritual breath, a space where each person can perhaps glimpse the meaning of their own quest. In contrast, the black plastic forms speak of another world: that of contemporary society, obsessed with appearance, immediate pleasure, consumption. At first, they seem solid, imposing, but gradually reveal their fragility. They waver, crack, sometimes fade away — as if to let a truer, more essential truth emerge.

My work questions this tension: how to reconcile spiritual depth — carried by the golden light — with the dark and material forces that surround us? How to find, in this in-between, a space of freedom? I try to create a place where these two realities coexist, confront, and respond to each other. A place of fragile, yet living balance.

I seek this balance between spirituality and the world of desire, between full presence and subtle absence. I invite one to look at what transforms, what disappears, what remains. For beneath the surface of the visible, I sense a larger truth — beyond time, beyond frames. A silent truth, yet always there, waiting to be recognized.