Welcome to my daydreaming realm

When I was a child, I would sit on the back of the class and I would maniacally craft worlds in 2D and 3D, either in my imagination, or -right there- with the tools I had in my hand. Multiple layers of corrective fluid were stacked onto each other to create texture that was later hand-embellished by markers and pencils. A torn piece of paper, painted and glued on the desk, became a giant iceberg (complete with penguins), and a neatly cut and decorated piece of carton recreated a half-hull of an ocean-liner vertically aligned on its way to demise. Objects, and people, were hand-drawn directly onto the desk, transferring this chaotic scene into the structure of a secondary school class.

The teacher handed me a solvent solution and some tissue and had me remove my titanic from the desk, but the practice continued nonetheless. A 3D head of a fly (complete with disco ball eyes) crafted during a class of history, drawings in all of the school books either complementing existing images or creating new ones, random doodles, cartoons where the people in my life were the protagonists, caricatures of the teachers - some of which I would secretly slip into their books- .

And when I would not be allowed to indulge into the physical components of creation, I crafted worlds in my head. Hyperactive imagination they said, or as they would say today 'maladaptive daydreaming'. Yet, despite the negative connotation brought by the pathologisation of anything that does not fit today's consumerism mold and the productivity-obsessive standards, this alternate reality has always been something so realistic that it cannot be communicated to someone that has never been immersed in it.

This is the realm where I exist when I'm painting, and this is where I wish to take you during your brief visit on this corner of the internet.

I hope you enjoy it here and that you can discover something new about yourself.