Since my first personal exhibition in 1999 at the Braggiotti gallery, I always worked on heads. As the instrument of thought, the head seemed like a good place to start when expressing my own thoughts… 

Over time, the heads I created fulfilled various functions. Initially they were an outlet for my inner violence, with very energetic but also very dark pieces. There was a time for taking stock: my work on classical painting, for instance, was a way of reconnecting with my love of portraiture. My work on the world of childhood was my way of marvelling at that time of life. There were also times for playfulness and lighter pieces, for instance a quest of graphical and surface effect in my black-and-white, red-eyed heads.  

This new exhibition is a return to my initial inspiration, expressing my violent incomprehension of what constitutes life. To do so, I searched for pieces that tell stories of conception, death, and what we are in between:  material, finite beings through our bodies, and at the same time immaterial, indefinable souls and spirits.  

These stories are necessarily ambiguous, as are the characters  (real or imagined?) whose heads are shown. Are the cells giving birth or spreading death? Are the veins that creep along the heads nourishing or smothering them? Is our body working for us or against us? What links our body to our soul, and how do they combine to shape our destiny?