Untitled

This piece was created in the vibrant atmosphere of rue du Trésor, a place where I never imagined I would one day be painting freely. It is built from recycled materials — a former canvas, fragments of fabric sewn into the surface, and a reclaimed doll integrated directly into the work. Situated between painting and sculpture, the piece becomes a three-dimensional space where material carries memory. The peach-toned background remains soft and luminous, holding a sense of fragility. The sewn fabrics read like transformed scars. At the center, the doll, arms open, moves forward — balancing lightness and density, caught between what has been lived and what is opening. The white dots act as breaths — moments of stillness, of possible healing. This doll is me. Something moving forward, despite everything.