On Home
On the places that shape us, the objects we collect, and the feeling of belonging.
I've been thinking a lot lately about the idea of home, and how deeply it is connected to my practice.
Growing up in France, I was surrounded by homes filled with art, old furniture, collected objects and things brought back from travels. From our farmhouse in the French countryside to my aunt's beautiful medieval home, where seemingly every corner was filled with something interesting, these spaces left a lasting impression on me.
My aunt's medieval home in Marsannes' old town.
There was always so much to look at. Objects from different places and periods, things with their own histories, pieces that didn't necessarily belong together but somehow felt completely at home alongside one another.
I think being surrounded by all of this from a young age shaped the way I see interiors, and perhaps more importantly, the way I understand home.
Steep staircase and collected miniature treasures at my aunt's house.
Making a home of my own
When I began creating a home for myself, I naturally gravitated towards that same feeling. I wanted to surround myself with old finds, unusual objects, artworks and furniture that had character. Things that didn't necessarily match, but meant something to me.
And when I couldn't find what I was looking for, I started making it.
A sculpture, a table, a stool. There was never a clear distinction between art and furniture, simply a desire to create things I wanted to live with. Slowly, what began as something personal developed into an artistic practice.
Looking back, it feels quite natural that this is where it all started.
A Sense of Home
Yet beyond the objects themselves, I've come to realise that having a home and feeling at home are two very different things.
I've lived in many places, but it's only in recent years that I've found a true sense of home. After six years in my current house, there's still something special about returning to it. A feeling of being able to exhale, to leave the outside world behind.
I think that feeling is both precious and fragile. It isn't defined by a physical space or the things we own, but also by the people, the community and the sense of safety we build around ourselves.
The step shelves, one of the first piece I created for my home.
A Continuing Exploration
What began as a desire to create my own environment continues to shape my practice today. Through reclaimed materials, irregular forms and traces of the making process, I'm drawn to objects that carry a sense of individuality and history.
My recent collection, Mémoire bleue, brought me back to memories of growing up in Europe, to familiar colours and impressions that have stayed with me over time.
When I imagine my work in someone else's home, I see it amongst vintage furniture, collected objects and artworks from different periods and places. Spaces that feel layered, personal and constantly evolving.
Perhaps that's where it all comes full circle. What started with making objects for my own home has become a practice in which those objects might find their place within someone else's.
A little imagined world around ECHOES AFLOAT and AURORA SIDE TABLE in WORN PATCHWORK
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