My artistic practice is born from the representation of the human body, particularly arms and legs, but soon these limbs transform, breaking free from their original form to become something new and ambiguous. They are no longer just arms or legs: they become branches, rocks, earth, leaves. At the same time, natural elements—trees, bark, stones, earth—come alive and evoke the human body, dissolving the boundaries between nature and flesh.
This ambiguity, this fusion between organic form and landscape, is the beating heart of my visual exploration, which delves into a continuous return to origins, an ancestral dialogue between body and the natural world.
In my most recent series, Not a snake, these hybrid forms become even more elusive and polysemous. They can evoke fragments of body, rough bark, gnarled branches, arid earth, but also tigers, walruses, pieces of wood, or snakes. Among all these suggestions, the vision of a snake shedding its skin has taken hold, transforming the series into a visual rite of metamorphosis and rebirth.
The soft curves and sinuous shadows recall the Ouroboros, the serpent biting its own tail: an eternal symbol of cycles without beginning or end, of apparent stillness and perpetual motion. Like a hypnotic vortex, these works tell the profound journey of reconnecting with oneself, letting go in order to embrace the new, following the ancient rhythm of death and rebirth.
oil colours, canvas, ink
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My artistic practice is born from the representation of the human body, particularly arms and legs, but soon these limbs transform, breaking free from their original form to become something new and ambiguous. They are no longer just arms or legs: they become branches, rocks, earth, leaves. At the same time, natural elements—trees, bark, stones, earth—come alive and evoke the human body, dissolving the boundaries between nature and flesh.
This ambiguity, this fusion between organic form and landscape, is the beating heart of my visual exploration, which delves into a continuous return to origins, an ancestral dialogue between body and the natural world.
In my most recent series, Not a snake, these hybrid forms become even more elusive and polysemous. They can evoke fragments of body, rough bark, gnarled branches, arid earth, but also tigers, walruses, pieces of wood, or snakes. Among all these suggestions, the vision of a snake shedding its skin has taken hold, transforming the series into a visual rite of metamorphosis and rebirth.
The soft curves and sinuous shadows recall the Ouroboros, the serpent biting its own tail: an eternal symbol of cycles without beginning or end, of apparent stillness and perpetual motion. Like a hypnotic vortex, these works tell the profound journey of reconnecting with oneself, letting go in order to embrace the new, following the ancient rhythm of death and rebirth.
oil colours, canvas, ink
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