“It’s amazing how, gradually within you, what you thought was an accessory becomes almost essential. I always wanted to be a dancer, yet I was not aware of the suffering, obligation, rigor, strength and mastery required. My feet were not suited to this art, but it was unthinkable to abandon the idea.
So I had to shape and refine my slippers to make them mine, to support and accompany me… which they have throughout my career.
It’s now over twenty years that I have worked to create with my slippers, which I have found to be an excellent partner. Twenty years since I had this piercing desire to know another artistic language, and for which I needed this noble material to express myself.
Of course, there are many slippers: beautiful, new, dirty, stored away, at rest, but they all convey existence and experience. It’s with them that I can express and share what I want to communicate.”
AN ARTISTIC EXPERIENCE
The language of art does not just function on the level of sounds, colors or materials, or on the verbal level of poetry or novels. Here, it follows a dreamlike process of analogies that transports us elsewhere.
This mise en abyme of dance slippers, brimming with imagination and experience, propels us into a world of feverish excitement, hope, enthusiasm, and glory, before ending in emptiness and abrupt solitude.
And yet a new cycle is reborn, tirelessly crafted again for future works.
And not in the manner of a Sysiphean tragedy that perpetually repeats itself, but as an artistic creation imbued with an inexhaustible breath of life.
A surpassing of oneself, between light and shadow, apotheosis and finitude.