En L’Espace d’une Vie explores the existential void and chimeric meanderings fostered by closed adoption. 

I lived most of my adoptive life atop a mountain, free of care or connection that would make me want to look beyond or understand more. When crossing paths with another adopted person, I could recognize in them what I believed was not in me: They were adopted. Yet, at times, my senses would take over, and I would become overwhelmed by the awareness of more. It was not a shadow region in the Jungian sense where things would just pile up and transform into a heavy baggage following me around. It had a life of its own with a multitude of characters and plots that were so foreign to me that I could not start to comprehend. 

Then one quiet winter, I gave myself the space to experience what I for so long ignored and suppressed. 

While staging the photographs for En L’Espace d’une Vie, I enter a world of uncertainty, filled with darkness and the unknown; things feel crooked, shaped wrong. But I am not alone, I am with my birth mother. I, her and she, me. In this series of double-exposure self-portraits, I aspire to represent the parallel world I imagined as I let myself engulfed with the phantasmic iteration of being her daughter. The physical distance is being repaired on set through performance and by painting each single photograph with its specific colored light. And as we exchange gaze or caress in this other world, I convey the emotional overlap which was always there using color.