After years of writing for theatre, where every gesture, silence and sentence had to earn its place, my move into painting happened sudden. In hindsight it had been there all along, popping up occasionally, slowly growing into the force it has become. Letting go of words opened up a space I didn’t know I’d been longing for.

In my studio, the freedom of painting can be both grounding and overwhelming. Colours use their own languages and act as demanding and unruly as the characters I once created. 
My process also isn’t that different from writing, as it involves the same indirect movements around a lively inner noise and a shifting chorus of impressions, questions and impulses. But instead of speaking in dialogue, conversations reveal themselves in texture, lines, shapes and shades.

Each work is an encounter between the world around and the world within me. 
While painting, there’s a constant back and forth between perceiving and feeling, between what can be named and what can be sensed, so intuition is my only guide. When finished, each painting is meant to carry a pulse of presence, something that feels alive enough to invite recognition.

My studio sits in the countryside of central France, in a rough but peaceful landscape. These rolling hills of Le Berry, with its dense green forests, offer me both ongoing inspiration and isolation. I do however enjoy welcoming visitors coming to see my work up close and discovering pieces that never made it online. Seeing the work in person, in the context where it started, is quite different, very tactile and more honest.

If you’d like to visit, please reach out.

I look forward to meeting you.