PAINTINGS
The origin of a work often begins with a lingering memory or a persistent observation. It is evoked through a sketch, a poem, an ink drawing, a pictorial essay. Each format is a tentative gesture.
I insist, I return, I shift languages to touch the same thread from a different angle. Memory is not linear: it unfolds, folds back, transforms.
Thus, the work is not born from a single gesture, but from a sequence of approximations, from repeated visits to that emotion that is felt through the body.
