In the approach of an artist there are coincidences that decide a new direction,

Of a different plastic motivation.

In 2006, I met the one who was going to change my life as an artist by giving him a special orientation.

I am talking about the industrial felt that I found in the waste of an industrial wasteland.

I knew immediately that he would make me a sculptor.

Since then I have only used this felt and my approach is totally inherent in this material:

To shape it, I developed a lexicon, invented a technique or even techniques diverting iron tools, wood tools.

The soldering iron has become my right hand.

I alter, I burn, I rust my felt, I mistreat it, I slice it, I polish it and rude it.

A strong impulse is then born that quickly turns out to be incoercible, instinctive.

One way, a matter is born from these quick gestures and in the spontaneity of the act a story is told each time.

I totally let my hands go and it is all the intuition of the world that I seek to capture in the intimacy of my creation.

Industrial felt reflecting a very current temporal flexibility,

It is the movement inherent in the rhythm of the world that my creation seeks to capture and reproduce.