What kind of feelings do you hope to evoke in those who encounter your work?
I can’t control what people feel when they see my work, but I sense a deep intimacy with those who look at it. I hope the viewer can step into my sensitive, personal space — sometimes even an ambiguous one.
I think of my practice as a handwritten text on paper: some lines are crossed out, others added in red ink. Sometimes I crumple the page and throw it away, only to pick it up again later and give it a new life.
I want to let my process show — to reveal my thoughts, my mistakes, my experiments. I don’t erase my traces to make a perfect image. That’s what creates intimacy, for me, between my work and the people who encounter it.
Tell us about your workspace—what does it look like? What kind of atmosphere is important to you there?
My studio often swings between chaos and calm. There are moments of wild experimentation when everything piles up, and others when I tidy up, take a step back, and simply observe what I’ve made.
What place does the sexual dimension of the body hold in your work?
The sexual dimension holds a place in my practice, just as love does. I use love as a kind of breath — almost like a gas that fuels my creations. The fullness of love and the lack of it, the love someone gives me and the love I fail to give myself — it’s all part of the same cycle. It’s the same with sexuality: it feeds my work as an energy that’s both deeply intimate and universal.
The body is the central element of my work. It appears as fragments, imprints, scratches, hairs, or even dust. These traces create a tactile, intimate relationship with the surface of the print — as if the image had its own skin.
Could you elaborate on the role of the body in your photographs?