La Poussière

I have this habit of spending time thinking about reusing whatever object the world throws away. This is how I got into vintage postcards foraging in flea markets, bric-a-brac shops, or car-boot sales.

I distort the traditional vision of embroidery with a kind of mischief to modernize and question it. In some cases, the mere sight of a postcard will lead to an idea. In others, they will hibernate in my drawers before a particular life-event or a contemporary art flânerie (photography, painting, architecture, industrial design) gift me with an idea. 

Paper embroidery is necessarily slow art. Each point is a risk. The repeated movement of the needle weakens the paper and the tension in the thread must be constantly adjusted.

The postcard is even rarer than an epistolary exchange is present at the back. We can get a glimpse of the life of these old days penpals and imagine the tragic course of this paper.

So La Poussière, "the dust" in French, was born to give a second life to these meaningful papers which were accumulating it. This is also a tribute to the ends of threads forming colored balls of dust.