All I remember is trying to fix, to immerge, carve, set, forever this peace I have here. I used to know the sound of war, sometimes the planes here remind me of them.
But I know peace, I have peace here. At least sometimes it feels like it.
I try to anchor myself and be at peace and make everything coexist and layer on my paintings.
While I have fear and worries, I try to focus on what the light chooses to enhance and show me. It’s everyday poetry - la poésie d’un quotidien - what I see everyday, what I try to remember for ever.