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BALD* Studio

 BALD* is the umbrella under which all my artistic practice is nested. A tool to comprehend the work accomplished throughout the years using different expression tools


1995-2005
  • Acting
    • Acting in various plays over Les Rencontres à La Cartoucherie de Vincennes
    • Mefiez Vous de La Pierre à Barbe written by Ahmed Madani
    • Le Songe d'une Nuit d'éte by Shakespeare
2006
  • Moving to the UK

2007
  • BA Marketing, University of Northampton
  • Voluntary Work
    • Lost in Translation

2009
  • Communication & PR Assistant, Théatre de La Tempête
  • Artistic Assistant, 
    • Poetry Event reading Nazim Hikmet, with Carolyn Carlson directed by Philippe Adrien
    • Exhibition for Eugénie Bitty, Maison de Houphouet Boigny, Paris

2011

  • Master in Design and Innovation for Sustainability, Cranfield
  • Voluntary work
    • Green Officer


2012

  • MarleFeed Launch
2014
  • Leicester fixers launch
  • Starting Docorate at Loughborough University
2019
  • Visual Arts Collection
    • Seeklops
  • Astrology
    • Starseeds Cyclo
  • Phd Submission
  • Joining Quetzal
2020
  • Visual Arts Collection 
    • Behind The Wall
2021
  • Artistic Direction
    • June, Collective Exhibition, Expo 3 Femmes 3 Artistes 3 Axes, Maison Muller, Paris
    • December, Exhibition Solo, La Maison d'à Côté, Théatre de l'Épée de Bois, Cartoucherie de Vincennes, Paris
    • December, Christmas Market with Eugénie Bitty Creation
  • Writing
    • C'est Beau et C'est Triste à La Fois
2022

  • Poetry and Short Stories
    • Mellow Baku - Words - Black History Month Poetry workshop and performance
  • Translation Work
    • Adrienne Kennedy: Funnyhouse of a Negro (wip)
2023
2024
  • Personal development
    • Counselling Certificate level 2 completed

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