me1Welcome to the gallery of my Inner World.

The Inner World is the Soul bordering on a larger Soul which is commonly called the Anima Mundi, the Otherworld. 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. I am a French self-taught artist, and these past seventeen 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 paintings, I guess, are atmospheric fairy tales. I start each of them with only the feel of the atmosphere I want to reproduce to lead me. Throughout the painting process, there is a deep interaction ongoing with the unconscious and each painting requires deep concentration in order to remain open to any suggestion coming from the unconscious. When creativity flows, there is no blank, only the urgency to catch all these shimmering treasures which are a gift from the deeper Self.

Faerie Worlds are by far my favourite muse. I can never paint enough all the mysteries they contain. Where Nature blends with Soul, there cannot be rigidity and photographic precision, only movement and a glimpse of a rainbow. It is known that faeries can only be seen from the corner of one’s eye, and so it is with my paintings, somehow incomplete, leaving space for the imagination…

Kundry Land, February 2013

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My Digital Art

In the Woods


A few days without anything on this loom, that’s unbearable! I wanted to warp something new but I realised my last fabric is short of a sleeve to make a sweater, so I have to weave the same again, but it’s ok. So far, I’ve experimented a bit with warping and this is my favourite method. I warp loosely around a chair (I don’t have a long table, I don’t even have two small tables, and nor would I have the space):


This is what the warp looks like around the chair:


There’s just a bit of tension, just enough so that the yarn doesn’t drag on the floor. And then I hold the end of the loops (or my sweetheart does since winding up the warp requires an assistant):


And I place a pre-cut table cloth under the warp as I wind up, so that layers don’t stick together. It doesn’t buckle and it’s one continuous length only.


The whole process takes me two hours but I’m using the whole width of the loom, 80 cm. No back pain. The first time, it took me … 5 hours. I was so broken physically I felt the urge to light a cigarette (I stopped 6 years ago). I didn’t of course. So… I’m finally getting the hang of it!

Meanwhile, autumn is magical… This is the place of my daily walks. It’s like entering a fairy tale.

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