On a certain day I was asked to restore a sculpture, a portrait of a little boy, Valentin, made by a French sculptor in 18hundred something. A lovely statue to behold. So I fixed it in a way that was strong and invisible and the little boy captured my heart, so I copied the sculpture. Copying is a way of learning, and I learned very much in the process. But I did want to make it my own sculpture as well, and contemporain. So I struggled. I used black firing clay, covered it in white, added underglaze, fired it, still was not happy. As I was in the process of painting it with acrylic paint Paris and the rest of Europe were shaken by the attack on Charlie Hebdo. This made me add an extra layer to the sculpture and gave it its name. You can come to see it in Impuls in Wageningen, and a lot of other works as well.