The invisible foundations of my art

Today I fully realize the foundations I have acquired since I was a girl.

My attention to detail, my care for what was around me, my constant desire to invent, imagine, or create—whether it was a game or a gesture related to everyday life—were already, without me realizing it, the fertile ground on which my artistic language was being born.

Then came art school, with its technical and practical teachings, which I absorbed and over time made my own, to the point of passing them on to others.

This whole journey unfolded within me naturally: weightlessly, effortlessly, and without apparent effort.

Today I see it clearly: every mark, every color, every gesture on the canvas carries with it that legacy. A knowledge built with passion, assimilated almost without realizing it, and which I now recognize as the solid and living heart of my artistic research.