Once upon a time, in the quiet meadows of rural France, a silent child grew up. He didn’t talk much—but he drew. Surrounded by distant older sisters, a loving mother, and a father who was part artist, part gamer, and mostly absent, he was raised in a feminine world, alone with his thoughts and wild imagination.
His kingdom? An inner universe filled with strange creatures, mysterious energies, and dreamlike scenes sketched onto paper. From a young age, one question haunted him:
"Why is the world absurd and cruel—but never truly tragic?"
So he watched. He wondered. He dreamed. And he kept drawing.
Teenage years in Besançon brought quiet days, weird thoughts, existential spirals—and later, psychedelic adventures that cracked reality open. Life after life, alien dimensions, metaphysical riddles: everything became part of his artistic playground. He dropped out of the system (after a few failed science exams) and dove headfirst into art, no turning back.
Madness came knocking, but something greater knocked louder. Call it God, energy, the creative source—it started to flow through him. And abstraction became his favorite language to channel it, sketching otherworldly visions from unknown realms.
When he’s not painting, he works. Different jobs, different worlds—to feed the body, fuel the art. He’s inspired by the bold and the bizarre: Kandinsky, Tanguy, Ernst, Lissitzky, Feininger... and among the living, Julie Mehretu. His ambition? As limitless as his imagination.
In 2019, a new light entered his life: his daughter, Sélenne.
In 2021, things accelerated: artwork sold, a jury prize at an international festival—but above all, a deeper need to create without compromise.
So he packed his bags. Berlin was calling. Why Berlin?
Because the avant-garde never left, and its walls still listen to those who speak in colors and silence.
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