When I was a child growing up in France, my grandparents lived on the same floor of the apartment building as my parents.

My grandmother was a painter. Her living room smelled of linseed oil and her table was used as her easel space. She used to copy Old Masters paintings from postcards she bought. The first time I saw L’ Odalisque by Ingres was on her easel. Only later did I get the opportunity to see works of art in museums.

Later on, after moving to the United States with my family, I was able to get a studio space in Benicia (California), then went back to school to get a degree in art from UCLA (2019).