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

The Lightning






The lightning illuminates the situation in an instant.  In that singular moment, all becomes clear, the rush of energy is your gift to channel.  But in return, you must make a decision: make the change you thought about long ago, and with the blessing of the lightning, reach the turning point so that the story can go on.







The treasures of Life took refuge under the ice, awaiting the soft rays of the sun.  When surrounded by harshness and indifference, be the shielding ice, that reflects, protects and cannot be gripped.  Bloom like a frost flower beneath the roof of ice, letting in light while freezing out unwanted influences.








A devouring beast which can be the most heartwarming ally if you dance with it and don’t try to smother it for the sake of others. Balance is the key, the right kind of fire will take care of your life force without endangering it. Let the Sacred Fire consume all that is worthless and thank this beautiful glowing beast for its gifts of exuberance and pure joy.









If you go deep, deep enough, you’ll find your true self, the sparkle that irradiates infinite, unconditional well-being. This is the Inner Sun, the soft warm light that makes fecund the intimate darkness that surrounds it, a tomb and a womb to nurture growth. You need to find the right soil for your Inner Garden, for not all soils are equal.