Self-portrait, child portrait, hotel rooms and architecture drawings, child sculpture made of reinforced concrete, warrior penguins made of plaster, colors – green, umber, raw umber, burnt sienna, Prussian blue, cereleum, ultramarine, titanium white, zinc white, pink, flesh pink…
My painting is a quest for flesh pink. The pink of the skin, of the flesh. Im’ obsessed with pink.
Pink makes me think of cannibalism. Eating human flesh. Eating yourself. The taboo.
Since I started painting, I paint self-portraits, as if it were a statement, as if I had to convince myself that I exist.
Algerian, born from a construction worker father who immigrated to France, I used to admire art from afar. Painting, a supreme and sacred art to my eyes, has particularly always been taboo to me.
Through painting, I free myself. I free myself of my personal history and of the contemporary history of the world.
Drawing is my foundation, painting is my main field.