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Satori (Series)
DESCRIPTION
At night winds become unpredictable, gusty or inexistant. Under the stars I patiently wait for the breath that will get my kite up the air and allow me to capture the enlightened swirls. At that very moment I feel a deep connection with the elements. I use all different kinds of kites according to the wind, I attach a source of light to it, my camera is set on long exposure capturing the mysterious arabesque rising. A silky and curly language appears, like a secret message in the depth of the night.
AUTHOR
For over 30 years, I’ve worked as a studio hairstylist with some of the world’s most visionary photographers—Paolo Roversi, David LaChapelle, Steven Klein, Jean-Paul Goude, Nick Knight, and many more.
Through their lenses, I found not only my aesthetic for hair, but a deeper fascination for photography and image-making.
In Jaipur, 1994, during a photoshoot, I witnessed the Uttarayan kite festival. Thousands of colorful kites floated above the city—feet on the ground, mind in the wind. That moment changed everything. The child in me came rushing back.
With no formal academic background, I learned by watching, feeling, experimenting. Inspired by Icarus, Da Vinci’s inventions, Van Gogh’s swirls, Picasso’s light drawings— I began imagining how the sky itself could become a canvas.
One starlit night in the Bahamas, I attached a light to my kite. What followed was pure magic: glowing arabesques drawn in the sky, captured through long exposures. A secret, ephemeral script written with wind and silence.
In Jaipur, 1994, during a photoshoot, I witnessed the Uttarayan kite festival. Thousands of colorful kites floated above the city—feet on the ground, mind in the wind. That moment changed everything. The child in me came rushing back.
With no formal academic background, I learned by watching, feeling, experimenting. Inspired by Icarus, Da Vinci’s inventions, Van Gogh’s swirls, Picasso’s light drawings— I began imagining how the sky itself could become a canvas.
One starlit night in the Bahamas, I attached a light to my kite. What followed was pure magic: glowing arabesques drawn in the sky, captured through long exposures. A secret, ephemeral script written with wind and silence.
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