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Lumineuses
Presences by day. Poems by night.
An antique chandelier. A display mannequin. Materials condemned to disappear.
I dismantle them. I transform them.
By day, the Lumineuses inhabit the space — golden, textured, silent.
By night, they transform it with a warm, living light.
Not lamps. Not ordinary sculptures.
Presences with a double life.
A Lumineuse doesn't decorate a space. It activates it.
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