I started my career with ethnology studies in Paris X which gave me a taste for travel...then I trained in several modes of expression and initiating ways: Primitive and Afro-American dance , spontaneous singing, yoga, practice of self-praise (declamatory poetry), neo-shamanic way...
The personal and collective development workshops that I lead are invitations for everyone to reveal their uniqueness and to create connections, links to discover themselves infinitely larger and participate in the enchantment of the world.
Every day, I measure my luck to be embodied on earth, to be part of a huge family.
Making the voice of non-human animals heard and arousing empathy for every being are my dearest wishes
" ...It was the powerful rhythm of the drums of the Garifunas of Honduras and the movement of the waves that led me to the dancing body.
It was the tribal songs in a circle that plunged me into the intoxication of being human...
As I awakened in this incarnation, I realized that the circle is much larger
than I could imagine.
it expands to infinity, it is one with the earth, with the whole universe...
In the circle, everyone, whatever their species, whether in the manifest or in the invisible, is the equal of all, unique, vibrant and luminous.
All beings have been making the rounds since the dawn of time.
I lost the illusion of believing myself alone,
except for a moment. "
EXTRACT FROM THE BOOK FRISSON ANIMAL TOME 2
Invitation to travel...
Two songs at your disposal
For the song Masada forever in the draft state, an Israeli friend I met in India accompanies me on the dry guitar.
Massada was born from my dream of going to Israel and from my other dream in 2003 of going to see the volcanoes of Auvergne ...
In addition to this, you need to know more about it.
Two of those dreams came true:
In addition to this, you need to know more about it.
In 2007, during a trip to Palestine with the association "the world otherwise", I met a magnificent people.
During this 3-week stay where we were several artists preparing a street carnival show with the children (stilts, percussions, dancing, singing, costumes ...), I was able to visit Jerusalem for just one day.
The reality of the chek point to cross, of the armed Israelis in the holy city, the beauty of the city left me with a strange memory made up of various feelings ...
Since 2008, I have joined the land of young dormant volcanoes ...
Masada still lives in my dreams.
I wrote the song Varanasi after returning from my first trip to India from March to September 2002.
This text was born from my experience in this ancient city on the banks of the Ganges (formerly Benares).
I stayed there between the temple of Shiva and the Burning Ghatts.
My cells are full of rituals from dawn to dark night, the vision of bathers in the sacred river, saris pressed against the thighs of Indian women, the height of sensuality, jasmine that hugged my neck and its captivating scent ...