I grew up in the Canadian forest on the banks of the beautiful river with the scent of sun-dried pine spines. I spent my childhood barefoot, with a father who passed his days fishing and his evenings by the fire playing guitar. My free spirit comes from there. In this little corner of a paradise, I learned to appreciate life and to listen to the silence. The wilderness is what makes me breath and feel free. It’s my roots.
I am convinced that life gets richer through adventures and that we have to live them. I love the crackling sound of the rain on the roof and I die for foggy landscapes. My life is shape by the love to wander and observe. I’m a romantic and I believe in true love with two beating heart at the same rhythm.
As I couldn’t find the words to all the beauties I saw, I start to photograph them. Now, I’m trying to paint them with light, with my soul and my deepest love in a deeply sensitive way. Photography for me is not looking, it’s feeling.