I recited the poem above to myself a few days before the year 2020 ended, as I registered myself as a professional artist. As far as I can remember, I’ve always been fascinated by the infinity of the sky and the abysses. My work as an artist and educator stems from the ‘in-between’ of my ways of relating to myself and other forms of life : spirituality and science. Born from two immigrant parents from D.R Congo, I’ve been raised between my father’s desire to feed my natural curiosity by making me read books about geography, astronomy, geology or even medecine... and my mother’s desire to pass down to me her animist heritage by inviting me to see trees, wind, the ocean and other life forms has inhabited by a spirit equal as mine.  

As a child, I’ve been learning the name of clouds and flowers, wondering why I could stargaze with my mother in the coutryside and not from my window in the south outskirts of Paris or looking for something - not yet known at the time - in an astrophysics laboratory during a short internship as a teenager. Now as an artist, I explore the idea that science is not the way, but a way of relating to the world among others that have been historically silenced. In a time that challenges our ways of existing on Earth, I ask myself the same question that artist Orfeo Tagiuri in one of his little passing thoughts : “If science is our current model, how has it shaped the way we interact with the world ?”