Dogs are unpredictable, and their uncontrollable, spontaneous impulses mirror my own frustrations. I love painting their pleading eyes, wrinkled brows, floppy ears, hanging tongues, and agile bodies. But beyond my interest in the dog as a figure, I see in it a violent part of myself. Its uninhibited urges are so readable, so discernible, that they become almost human. Each animal depicted in my paintings becomes a self-portrait or the metamorphosis of a figure—often male—from my surroundings, to whom I secretly address myself.

I associate the fleeting nature of the dog with my way of painting, made up of quick, successive strokes. My gestures are brisk. I cover my canvases heavily, make things disappear, and sometimes rediscover them.

I am currently a student at the Beaux-Arts de Paris, working in painting and wood sculpture.