Where it all began.
Before the studio, before complex retouching, before technical mastery,
there was this formative period:
four large galleries, hundreds of images,
taken in my living room, which I had transformed into a creative space.
These archives capture the birth of a vision.
They contain touching clumsiness, hesitant attempts, searches for light...
and sometimes, as if by chance, crazy flashes, accurate, unexpected images that already hinted at what I would become.
This is also where I learned:
retouching, creating an atmosphere, the relationship with the body,
the art of letting the moment arise.
Each photo from those early days bears the traces of a journey:
progress, trial and error, discovery.
These series are not "perfect" — and that is their strength.
They bear witness to a time when my practice literally overflowed from my living room,
to the point where I had to move house to make room for it.
These archives are a living memory.
They show where I came from, what I was exploring, what I was looking for...
and how, image after image, my universe was built.
