For me, it’s like this horse taking a turn galloping… my time flies. Sometimes I’m wondering if they were not wrong during the process of my conception with my feel of the time. For sure they missed something! An essential ingredient maybe. Or a very small one. All around me goes too fast. I need time, maybe more than others, I don’t know, to be sure to be really here at the present moment. Not that I’m someone slow but it’s like my brain needs more time to sens the world around him.

It a big contrast with my horses who are always in motion! Maybe I run through them to try to be more connected to the world time?

« Equine Nude 13p »
pastels, charcoal & black chalk painting on canvas


Talking about my paintings has used to be a so much hard exercise for me during years because I didn’t really know me, not at all actually. I found out that the more I was aware of what I was, the more I could talk about my art. And the more I talk about my art, the more I know me.
These are my interpretations of the moment of one of my paintings. You could have yours and it would be very fine, this is the magic of art. It actually allows our own feelings, our vision of life to express through the mirror of the art. Follow your heart and it’ll tell you your truth.