I am a French self-taught artist, and these past twenty years I have made Norway my home. Moving to the Lofoten islands was the greatest present I ever made to myself and the Arctic landscapes are indeed a true treat for any artist’s eyes. I live with my British soulmate, my sweet Papillon girls, Lucy and Pixie and the spirit of my border collie, Loki. My creativity is a tribute to the eyes that blink in the heart of every smallest thing, the flowing dreams whose pulse tries to reach to us in our most meditative state.
Two otters on the ice today One of them seemed lost and started whimpering until the other one ran towards it. Mother and child? I know it’s going against the current but I must confess 2020 has been a good year for me. One of long awaited breakthroughs. I hope I’ll manage to keep on using my time wisely. I’m
This is my first digital painting made with a fantastic program, Clip Studio Paint. This software is really amazing, I much prefer it to Photoshop or Corel Painter (which was great… years ago). On top of it, it’s very affordable. I mean really. This is a bookmark which I might order prints of, and sell a few on Etsy. But
This is a diorama I made for a dear friend of mine. I used watercolours on mixed media paper. What took the longest was the making of her Magical Grimoire. Even with a very good instruction book about pop-ups, it took me a while to work it out. I absolutely loved doing that, I could spend my days cutting bits
When a Soul Sister creates for you a paper lantern with a flurry of snowflakes that makes you think of a snow medusa dancing in the blizzard
I wish this painting could convey all the smells that arise on a hot summer day when the rain starts falling. These arousing, earthy smells... Also the sounds, this concert of lapping, splashing and pattering. And the frog's song. Every zen garden must have a resident frog. There is no more delicious background for a cup of tea (lapsang souchong of course) than rain falling on a zen garden. A true moment of peace in the green dusky light.
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J'aimerais que cette peinture puisse évoquer toutes les odeurs qui montent une chaude journée d'été lorsque la pluie commence à tomber. Ces odeurs stimulantes, de terre... Aussi le son, ce concert de clapotis. Et le chant des grenouilles. Un jardin zen se doit d'avoir parmi ses résidents une grenouille. Il n'y a pas de fond plus délicieux pour boire une tasse de thé (lapsang souchong bien entendu) que la pluie tombant sur un jardin zen. Un véritable moment de paix dans le crépuscule verdoyant.
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