It is during a trip into the jungle in Asia that wood emerges as an obvious mean of self-expression for me. In this material tortured by time and weather, I found nobility, a spark of life revealing a pure and simple aestheticism; a primal beauty, a kind of universal language.
To preserve the forest, I never work on living trees. My artworks are made from eroded wood, naturally cut decades ago that I find by myself with the help of the hill tribes’ Northern Thailand (All in accordance with the local authorities). I then work on them in my studio in Bangkok, and give them the right shape and the nicest patina.
Burned mango tree root