Josepha began her career as a fashion designer, which indicates in her the imperative need to express all the femininity and all the sensuality that inhabit her, oh how! She thus went from sculpted leather to stone, earth and bronze. If we had to choose a godfather for him, it would inevitably be Degas. There is in his sculptures all the grace, all the lightness, the finesse and the life of his dancers.

The nose always pointed in the air, hair tousled by the wind, the skirt that rolls up just enough to titillate, the flexibility of the body that makes mimes, everything is there to give life to these mischievous little women . None of them is frozen in a "posed" attitude, all are there, caught on the spot and ready to set in motion. They walk with a light and dancing step, remain pensive for a moment, offering their faces to the rays of the sun, or play tenderly with their baby. Not these heavy and pompous maternities, but young mothers full of life and love, cradling their child. Josepha has seized all the attitudes of happy existence to animate her sculptures, and marrying glass with bronze, she offers us young beauties, astride gnarled old stumps or swinging on an improvised escarpolette in an old twisted wood.

The patina of her bronzes also deserves our attention, because it contributes to this breath of life: the bodies have shades of bluish green or golden leather, but the dresses, the skirts twirl in their own colors. Not content with sculpting, Josepha paints, in oil or acrylic, canvases also overflowing with femininity, in which we find the woman, a mannequin with an hourglass figure, flexible as a liana, dressed in extravagant dresses, a true seamstress dream. These fairy-tale princesses, dressed for mysterious parties, strangely resemble their bronze friends ...