An illustrator by training, I’ve worked in advertising, the press, children’s publishing, textiles, and tableware.
I discovered sculpture during evening classes at the Edinburgh School of Fine Arts, where I lived for three years.
It was a revelation; my hands seemed to move on their own through the clay without any mental intervention. It was instinctive; my fingers knew where to hollow out and where to add clay to give shape to a face or a body.
Back in France, I fulfilled my childhood dream and settled in Provence. The guesthouse I created to make this dream a reality didn’t give me the time I’d hoped for to fully pursue my passion.
Today, I’ve finally allowed myself to refocus my priorities and return to my studio to devote myself to what deeply inspires me.
I discovered sculpture during evening classes at the Edinburgh School of Fine Arts, where I lived for three years.
It was a revelation; my hands seemed to move on their own through the clay without any mental intervention. It was instinctive; my fingers knew where to hollow out and where to add clay to give shape to a face or a body.
Back in France, I fulfilled my childhood dream and settled in Provence. The guesthouse I created to make this dream a reality didn’t give me the time I’d hoped for to fully pursue my passion.
Today, I’ve finally allowed myself to refocus my priorities and return to my studio to devote myself to what deeply inspires me.
Female faces have long been a source of inspiration, and then my ever-deepening connection with nature has found its way into my creations. My long hours spent in forests, mountains, lakes and rivers have given birth to plant-like women, solitary, dreamy, warrior-like, contemplative, or celestial Amazons, but all firmly rooted in the earth from which they seem to emerge.
