Beyond colour grading, I step away from the screen to let myself see colour anew. Art has always shaped my grading, just as my work as a colourist has always inspired my art. And though colour speaks a language beyond words, I still seek them in my poetry, constantly guided by music.

“The breast and the body are indeed one, but the souls that dwell in it are not two, nor five, but countless in number. Man is an onion made up of a hundred integuments, a texture made up of many threads”. Hermann Hesse