I · Destruction
Dyson’s Ark
In a future where Man has destroyed most of the living world, I imagine an ark populated by cyborg animals.
These creatures were designed to regulate the planet. To allow nature to take back its place, they must control the main cause of its destruction: humanity. Their mission is therefore to reduce the human presence, even if it means destroying part of it.
This ark is not meant to save Man.
It is meant to save the living world from Man.
Each sculpture is a fragment of this story. I model the animal and the machine at the same time. Once the work is finished and dry, I deliberately break it before firing it. The firing sometimes destroys it further, to the point of making it explode.
I then gather the debris and rebuild the sculpture without trying to erase what it has been through. I keep the cracks, the holes and the missing parts. Finally, the paint reveals the machine already present in the modelling.
Ever since I was very young, I have often broken the objects I cared about, out of clumsiness, but also out of anger, frustration or sadness. Once broken, they were lost.
With my sculptures, nothing is final. I can create them, destroy them, gather their pieces and decide to bring them back to life. In this way I keep total control over my creation, right down to its destruction.
Create. Destroy. Rebuild. Become immortal.
It is my way of repairing part of my childhood, of fighting against death and of leaving something that will live on after me.




























