That moment when you can see the crack in the world

The photographs depict an act of metamorphosis where fragments are melting together to create something new, like a dream world where the bodies are set free. Reality becomes malleable and things are not condemned to be as they were defined.

In my work, I generally seek to evoke the tension between opposing notions, such as the beautiful and the ugly, fascination and repulsion, the ordinary and the spectacular... That moment when you can see the crack in the world is an ongoing personal project on which I have been working for over a year. Using the body as a raw material - my own or that of people close to me - I'm looking to create something spectacular out of the simple things around me. The photographs depict an act of metamorphosis. A gigantic body that fills the frame to the point of overflowing. Fish feasting on feet, a fake sunset, a hand hiding it and bodies touching. All these fragments merge to create something new, like a dream world where the bodies are set free. Reality becomes malleable and things are not condemned to be as they were defined.

What is beautiful, what is ugly? For me, beauty is queer. It's something we can't pin down, something magical in constant mutation. It is bizarre, confusing, ugly, fabulous and yet sometimes considered repulsive. Fascinatingly, the reappropriation of certain stigmatising terms such as freak, queer or faggot, as a form of resistance, is what inspires and feeds my work, through which I decide to reclaim my own monstrosity. Like a love letter to the abnormal, like a farewell to the norm.