Grégory Chiha was born in Algeria. His Lebanese grandfather and his father were both soldiers in the French army. After having born the full weight of the past, an exhausted Grégory now flies in the face of it. His art is a series of pieces from the great tragicomic theater of his existence. The artist imagined that, working with paintings from his childhood and using superimposed images, he would be able to paint a face. The aim was to start from chaos, only to achieve the truth of a simple image. But it is not always so easy: working in the posture of a romantic artist, he does not follow every step of his elaborate project. At the end of the day, why produce an “idea” that requires no form in order for it to exist?