Yaze's painting is alive, personal; it tells his story through his flesh and material. He doesn't play, he is. He doesn't compose, he proposes a different path. His painting is introspective, anatomical, and endoscopic.

Yaze probes his soul, dredges the depths of his being, and dissects the entire operation on the canvas. With brushstrokes, he autopsies the skin of his painting, works it, manipulates it. 

The style is thrown, swept by a whipping brush. The drips are iridescent. Everything oozes. Everything flows. Everything organizes. The first strokes are violent, liberating. They indicate the initial lines of force and organize the canvas. The action is explosive.

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La peinture de Yaze est vivante, personnelle, elle raconte son histoire à travers sa chair et sa matière. Il ne joue pas, il est. Il ne compose pas, il propose un cheminement à part.

Sa peinture est introspective, anatomique et endoscopique. Yaze sonde son âme, drague le fond de son être et dissèque sur la toile toute l’opération. À coup de brosse il autopsie la peau de son tableau, la travaille, la triture.

Le style est jeté, balayé par un pinceau fouettant. Les coulures sont irisées. Tout suinte. Tout coule. Tout s’organise. Les premiers coups donnés sont violents, libérateurs. Ils indiquent les premières lignes de force et organisent la toile. L’action est explosive.