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![]() ![]() I always wondered whether my hand had its own soul. Through music, the piano, through the drawing, then painting, this edge of my body always fascinated me. Because of its proximity with my thoughts, with my feelings and emotions. At the other end of myself, my eyes look at it venturing in creation with complete freedom. My first fabrics made from nature dates back from the Eighties, in a blazing hot sunny Burgundy, hardly refreshed by the small river Ouche and the canal. Drawings with ink in the landscapes, but also copies of Masters like Dürer educated my glance. Today, in my garden where my new studio stands, I contemplate peacefully, but also with some excitement, the path I will be following, step by step. |
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Trématique, Saint Maur des Fossés |
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Salon du Vésinet |
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A l’Artothèque de Saint Maur |
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