The fragility of life is so clear to me. What remains when life itself disappears?
I started making objects based on these thoughts. Skeletons, remains, traces. Remnants of lives that have been. Structures emptied of the body appeared in their delicate fragility. Dilapidated, fragile and in disrepair.
In parallel, my painting has been about cell structures. Building blocks invisible to the eye in their own secret world. What will be the whole of these cells? Just as much a plant, an animal or a human being. Although the object is no longer alive, the cellular structures remain, transform and break down.