Description

I always come back to the same things – empty landscapes, melancholic faces and soft colors. They named this feeling of nostalgia for an era you never known : « Anemoia ». It suits very well to this Americana vision we all grew up on.

This is the first time I try myself to painting, I usually work with alcohol markers. They don’t last long – both on paper and as an object; I think it’s finally time to move on to a medium with a lesser environmental impact, and that will allow me to have originals that last In time. Starting all over is both scary and exhilarating, it offers the possibility of looking back to this specific artwork, in the future, and think « fuck that was so ugly »