Three Movement Studies AA-ZZZZZ - Design Flyers AA-ZZZZZ - Rongwrong Going Somewhere - Act 1 Bernadette hosting -> 256 Combination Black + Nothing Not So Far Bertrands AA-ZZZZZ Treehouse Day Treehouse Day - Installation Quick Trash Sculpture The observatory in the forest under the sky Come Watch Me Sinking Composition N°1 With Machines The Treehouse 5,4,3,2,1 Nobody? Flyering on Vrijdagmarkt Machine N°3 Les Fantômes De Vrijdagmarkt Abandoned Boulversement Machine Pour Poncer Mon Caillou KDG EXTREME 1000 Lampe N°1 Et Lampe N°2 Machine N°1 Random Chaos Une Oeuvre Honnête Petites Annonces - Advertenties 22236 Le Cupper Tram X Trame Impressions Manuelles Boursographies Par Les Petites Routes Levé De Soleil Une Fenêtre Quadrichromies Valise Jours Issu Du Chaos IInnssttaanntt Un Jour Une Image

Chaos always fascinated me, universe is huge and full of bits of many kinds of different things and stuffs. When you shake it all, collisions between them happen which make « some things » become « something ». Cities are shaking machines made by humans to shake their lifes 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 see as a kind of garbage made by the city machine but I see it as bits of things and stuffs that just need to be shaken again. My works is about collecting and connecting these bits with a will of universality.
« 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, secondes, words, minutes, sentences, hours, thoughts, days, talks, 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, 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 only blurry vague and wrong representation that we can perceive and that prevent us to ever grasp it.
But I want to keep trying anyway.

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