My father - a scene-painter - had his studio at the far end of the garden.
He would set up for me an easel, a stool, give me a paint-brush, prepare the colours for me.
Total immersion came about at that point. There was no more "I", only the trace, traces that kept changing on the white background.
The pleasure of applying on the surface this matter whose density and colours would change through the gesture.
Then came learning. My father taught me all that he knew. I resisted as far as I could to what seemed to restrict my field of experimentation.
I learned in order to please, to do as he did, but dissatisfaction grew as that inner contact went lost.
The more techniques he would teach me the more I would lose that feeling of fullness that I had experienced as a small child.
I disciplined myself, I complied with what seemed to be the norms of figurative know-how.
Il learn the rules but I no longer allowed myself to express what was seething inside of me as something forbidden, unutterable, inexpressible
I became a scene painter - a specific know-how, the pleasure of "well done" work.
I ended up in no longer painting.
Life offered me different professional horizons where I kept searching for that sensation of global pleasure within which I would disappear.
In a certain way being a medium between artists and publics made up for that need for many years.
I also became a mother. The creative process of pregnancy connected me again to the art of painting. Figurative painting, however, would still echo that feeling of dissatisfaction that had me let go of the brush.

In 2000 I decided to try and experience forgetting the rules I had learned and finally allowing myself to start painting again precisely where the little girl left off.
Simplifying the relationship to colours, becoming friends again with browns, the reds of passion, of life. Black, out of which anything can emerge.
Letting the gesture unfold freely.
This is how it was, At the beginning.

Letting myself be surprised by what is unfolding without me,
this is how I now paint.



 Thank you to my friend Amina for traduction.