I am a kleptomaniac !
I steal structure, shapes and colors from the organic world ...
and then ? ...
I play with light to share my universe.
The magic of the macro lens enters into the play
to shake our perceptions to our very core;
vegetables can be confused with animals,
the living can be mistaken for the inert.
The look gets lost in an interrogation ... Where am I ?
In the mundane quotidian ... or brought somewhere else ?