„In black ink my love may still shine bright.”
— William Shakespeare, Sonnet 65
Hand-drawn compositions shaping space, depth, and atmosphere.
Visual collections for interiors, objects, and bespoke collaborations.
Where landscapes become lines.
Inspired by natural formations, textures, and memory — the work traces inner and outer geographies.
A practice rooted in observation, composition, and quiet intensity.
Drawn fragments reveal shifting layers of landscape — each line a trace of movement, depth, and memory.
from drawing to space
bespoke wall compositions for architectural interiors
from softness to form
lines unfolding into comfort, shaping space
from silent gesture to living movement
from organic rhythm to visual identity
From nature’s textures to a brand’s identity.
My hand-drawn compositions can become a signature element of visual branding — adding depth, tactility, and an organic rhythm that stands apart from digital precision. Inspired by the raw structures of the natural world, these works bring a unique presence to any brand environment.
Une autre lumière
Created in Saint-Rémy-de-Provence, this ongoing collection explores memory, light, and layered expression — weaving drawing, text, and fragments of journeys into a living visual language.
Slow lines, lasting presence.
My drawings move beyond paper — into spaces, objects, and collaborations.
sonnet 65
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But sad mortality o’ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
O, how shall summer’s honey breath hold out
Against the wrackful siege of batt’ring days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong, but time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall Time’s best jewel from Time’s chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
O, none, unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
— William Shakespeare