Our current society. We shall all end up at the slaughterhouse. The sheep just follows the pig without questions. Nowadays, we blindly follow, with nor understanding nor will of our own. We remain discreet, silent, to avoid any and all disruptions in our daily lives. We let them come one by one for others, like vultures. One day, they will be coming for you too. But there wil be no one left to intervene.

This giant dome harbors the market under it’s glass roof and art exhibitions in the depths of it’s basement. There is always something going on at the slaughterhouses. Starting on Friday, this vast area abandoned by all, comes back to life over the week-end. It then transforms into an urban jungle, where exoticism and diversity are legion. This great cultural place invites us to encounters with other ethnicities. This market takes us around the world.

This artwork resembles what we see in space; the Galaxies, the Milky Way, The Universe. Yes, the Universe, this black canvas dotted & illuminated by thousands of colorful stars. It represents the way I imagine my inner Universe.

I wanted to make a new depiction of my beloved trainstation. An ambience, a different way of seeing it. This painting represents self-expression, freedom in high colors with a wandering spirit.

The great solo of life. I often gravitate towards activities one can do alone. At the same time, it feels safer: I don’t expose myself to the emotional dangers that others may bring. I won’t disappoint them, and they won’t criticize or hurt me. But over the years, I have started to reopen myself to the world. No longer living like Nemo, in his anemone where everything that happens is cut off from the outside world.

Is there a mask? Am I the mask? Do we form a single entity? No, it is not a mask — it is a masquerade. Am I envy? What is this life? Where will it lead me?

An explosion, an firework of color, from blue I go to orange. I express change. From the past to the future. Return to the blue past, to move towards the orange future. New strength, motivation and will.

I wanted to capture a memory from my childhood. I associate the South Tower with the feeling of being home. Anderlecht is a lively municipality, noisy with a multitude of information coming from all sides.

Ghost of the past. Enfants, c’était un jeu, attraper les tous, ces spectres, ces démons. Adulte, tu ne cesses d’essayer de les attraper. Tu veux les contenir, les cacher, en vain, tes démons, tes peurs et tes erreurs. Elles ont évolué avec toi et deviennent chaque jour de plus en plus grandes. Tu finis par bien les connaître, tes hantises, elles sont même un brin de nostalgie. Tu continueras à essayer de les maîtriser pour pouvoir leur échapper, à ces spectres du passé.

This abstract art, attempts to convey an emotion. We don't always know where we're going in life like with this artpiece. Just like these bubbles & spheres present in my work. We walk and wander without aim or a precise destination. On our way we are distracted by everything we see that drags our attention away.

Deep See, a word play. At a first glance, this work reminds me of the colorful reefs in the Caribbean seas. Deep See, “deepening our gaze”. If you observe this painting carefully, underneath all these colors, you will discover it’s darkness, flaws and cracks. As well as a texture that makes you want run your hands over it.

This art piece depicts a view from a train window. The people waiting are transparent, ephemeral. Passing ghosts, just like the blurry trains passing by, without us really seeing them.

Each sound is unique and resonates differently. They bring forth different emotions and feelings, just like the colors. Soon, Jade will also be able to discover the joy of hearing colors. She will flourish, start a new life, filled with new sounds. Jade, toughest fighter, filled with joy and laughter.

We always try to put people in predefined boxes. Make them think the same way, move forward in a certain direction and put barriers between them. This painting tries to contain our spirits, imprison our souls in these bars of constant lines. To bring order to chaos, but we always find loopholes to escape.

Elle va rejoindre le ciel, la paix, la tranquillité et se débarrasser de tous ces problèmes. Elle ne sait plus ce qu’elle fait, par où aller pour avancer. Elle bascule dans le vide et essaie de déployer ses ailes, avant de se racasser au sol. Elle veut être libre de s’envoler. But she is dining with the angels tonight.

It forms a set with the work Up side down. A continuity that flourishes and pushes it’s boundaries to free itself. More bold and courageous, a butterfly is amerging. This is the second wing for it to take flight.

She hums that deeply nostalgic tune, her hair flowing in the wind. Cut off from the outside world, she hears only the rhythm and the bass of her inner self. That score she knows by heart, those sounds that release so much emotion within her. They keep her hopeful and fighting for tomorrow, which will surely be better than yesterday.

From Brussels to Mons. The cities, les villes and their streeters. Chaos reigns and you lose yourself in it, for they are filled with snake pits, these giant labyrinths. Plan your escape. Bring colour back to this dull city where escaping into space is forbidden. Find those little splashes of colour, those tiny oases, those bubbles of oxygen. Find your capsules of paradise to break free from the constant motion of modern urban life.

I see, I see... in my 7 star crystal ball. A goddess ; mystical, tenacious and determined. She represents the feminine duality, she is as treacherous and unpredictable as the sea. All the cards in her hands, have been layed down. The dice are cast. The wheel of destiny has turned, to leave room for providence. Powerful and strong, I begin the perilous road that leads to the number 13. And nothing can stand in my way.