My creative path has never been linear, but always guided by curiosity toward the unknown.
Before devoting myself fully to tattooing, I moved through many territories: drawing, painting, photography, music, hand-crafted objects. Each of these mediums has been a stage of my own seasonality, a way to explore and understand what lives inside, to release what remains unspoken, to find some sense of place in the world.
Drawing was long my anchor point, a tool to shape what could not be put into words.Painting allowed me to work differently: through layers, materials, by embracing slowness in order to understand supports, tools and mediums, and their multiple textures.
Photography changed my gaze, forcing me to grasp the fleeting, to notice passing details and bring them into light.
Music has always been there, opening a more instinctive space, where vibration and rhythm create new worlds and make emotions resonate within.
As for craftwork, it always brought me back to the importance of direct contact with matter and the gestures of making.
These experiences were never isolated. They respond to one another, forming a network of intertwined paths that still nourish what I do today. If tattooing eventually took a central place, it is because it gathers many of these dimensions: the precision of the line, the living quality of textures, the rhythm of movement, the relationship with time, body, and vibration.
And yet I keep returning to these other forms, because they sustain curiosity and remind me that creation is a process of ongoing exploration, sometimes frustrating, always moving, never fixed.
Like the seasons that follow one another, my practices renew themselves without ever disappearing. Each one leaves a fertile ground for the next.
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