Knowing the ins and outs of my entry into the world of art spiritually, emotionally and fleshly matters little.

Only purpose is paramount and defines an individual.

Mine is to combine order and chaos, to make them dance and embrace, to make this immaterial couple real.

Sometimes the former gets squeezed out and disappears, sometimes the latter is supplanted and evaporates.

The boundary between the two can be imperceptible.

This self-portrait materializes my mind on a daily basis.

This inaugurates the beginnings of such a long road taken by others.

Univers abstrait

To build chaos, nothing better than pouring.

From preparation to pouring, each gesture translates the intrinsic chaos that shares the place with order.

The colors are only there to sublimate their relationship but can sometimes mitigate it.

From time to time, geometry points to the tip of its nose to channel chaos.

But the latter can find itself overwhelmed and ends up serving the other side.

The advent of artificial intelligence has taken hold in the art world.

So I started talking to it.

At the beginning, she did not understand me. Did I misuse linguistics or is she still young to understand what I was saying?

So I decided to show him my paintings.

She feverishly tried to describe the contents.

This is the beginning of our discussion.

She tried to redo one of my paintings and I corrected it as best I could to satisfy my thirst for order and chaos.

You will find our creations from our conversations.