Once upon a time, I tried capoeira, with Mestre Marcelo Caveirinha.
At that time I was trying different things like Yoga, Iaido ...
But I did not persevere in any. In capoeira, it is a tradition for the master to nickname
His students according to their character, their temperament.
I was named Jatoba, during my second class. Mestre Marcelo told me:
- "Jatoba is a very tall tree, growing in Brazil, bearing fruit at the top.
They are very difficult to reach but they are so delicious!"
That day, the master touched my heart. He gave me a teaching which is so revealing to my life.
I stopped capoeira very soon after starting. But Jatoba stayed with me.
He planted, hid himself and secretly began to grow inside me.
A few months later, I hear a voice calling me in the street:
- "Jatoba !!! When are you coming back to take capoeira lessons? "
Oh Mestre Marcelo appeared in my life to water the heart of my Jatoba.
After giving him my reasons, my apologies, he said to me with a big smile:
- "Jatoba, remember the fruits are hard to reach but they are really delicious!"
I have always cherished this story and this name, which was spontaneously given to me
Which mystically resonates so much with me. I have long felt the urge for an alter ego,
A new name. But I never dared to fully explore myself in this adventure.
I never dared to climb this tree, the tree of my artistic freedom. With my wacky style,
my quirkiness and my love for playfulness. The few times I worked on the clown in me,
I felt how much this expression confronted me with humor to my fears,
and allowed me to transcend them. The art of the clown gives me the space, the tools
to express my whole range of emotions and dare funny ideas, experiences, performances... Jatoba is my Clown Chameleon, the avatar, alter ego who frees me from the yoke,
the shackles who limit me so much ...
Since august 2020 I journey as Jatoba and I never have been as comfortable in my artiste skin.
Covid19 Era ~ Summer 2020
My journey started in the desert during my confinement. I end up spending 5 months in Wonder Valley California.
It had a great awaking effect on my perceptions, my relationship to life, death, aging and sickness;
The four suffuring that humanity has to go through. I spent a lot of time alone, healing from griefs and delusions.
Reflecting on my past, present and future, in the midst of an apocalyptic time. I found myself in a wave
Of creative endeavors and I challenged myself more then ever to strive and accomplish some dreams.
“Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.”
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" When you transform your heart
Your every day actions
Will undergo a change
And you can even
Transform our environment.
The creation of an ideal world Begins with the metamorphosis
Of a single individual" Daisaku Ikeda
It Was Such A Blessing
To Collaborate Again With
The Multitalented Lunar Muse.
She Helped Me To Bring
Jatoba Out With Joy ~ Love & Tallness
Thank You For All These Awesome
Pictures Videos & Wonderful Memories
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I had many ideas for this music video and Mogli as well. After some fun brainstorming, we made the decision to tell the story of my process of writing a song. Lake Merrit & Grand Lake Theather were two
of my dream locations, where I had some
challenging visions I wanted to manifest,
at least some of them as a challenge of faith and perseverance in dreaming, knowing that the obstacles will make my victory sweeter.