Chaos always fascinated me, the universe is huge and full of bits of many kinds of different things and stuff. When you shake it all, collisions between them happen which sometimes makes "some things" become "something". At some point, some things became "Humans" and "Cities".
Cities are shaking machines made by humans to shake their lives all together so it’s a place where this transformation happens more than anywhere else. A significant part of these translations forms the chaos, it could be seen as a kind of garbage made by the city machine but I see it as bits of things and stuff that just need to be shaken again. I'm working on finding, collecting and connecting these bits with a will of universality. I'm exploring existing systems or inventing my own ones in order to do so.
«Some things» becoming «something» is a construction of meaningless bits becoming a meaningful ensemble. The sum of all these bits of reality, dots, letters, blinks of light, pixels, seconds, words, minutes, sentences, hours, thoughts, days, talks, years, electric impulsions, drops of ink, screws, drop of water, ropes, drops of oil, springs, drops of paint, wire, drops of blood, wells, branches, pieces of thread, pebbles, rays of sun, tissues, drop of wine, atoms, grains of sand, handful of soil, cells, colours, tears, musical notes, humans = reality within which there is its blurry vague and wrong representation that we can only perceive and prevent us to ever grasp it.
Always doubting of my perception, I will keep trying to grasp, here and there, some crumbles of reality.