These skimboards have lived several lives.
At first, as trees growing in the sun with roots in water and soil. Being sawn, put together and painted, traveling to a sales point.
And then … life in the waves … Stored in the wood are the memories of all this vital energy. The marks made by sea and sand are also still there.

And to that I add another phase. I paint on it the magical quality of water. Water links us to the beginning of time and to every side of the planet.

Through overwhelming waves, I touch on the fear of the deep, but also the irrational pull of the wilderness. The connection with invisible eternity. By depicting human figures as bodies of water surrounded by water, I point out that we are, in fact beings of water. We are all dancers moving in currents and moisture.