Welcome to my Inner World. 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,… Continue Reading
That was fun to make but also terribly long. I enjoyed personalising the months, it was a very interesting exercise to get a “feel” for each. When I see this painting now, I can’t help hearing what I was listening to continuously at the time of painting:
The Twelve Months fairy tale:
THERE was once a widow who had two daughters, Helen, her own child by her dead husband, and Marouckla, his daughter by his first wife. She loved Helen, but hated the poor orphan because she was far prettier than her own daughter.
Misty mountains bring to my imagination poetry, pilgrimage and a hot cup of tea. I have a very deep interest in Taoism. This is my favorite “spiritual” religion as opposed to paganism which has more to do with Soul than Spirit, in one word: animism. In the mist, I am lost. And found again. Mist brings me serenity and detachment. Bliss…
Wherever I am, the world comes after me.
It offers me its busyness. It does not believe
that I do not want it. Now I understand
why the old poets of China went so far and high
into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.
Mary OliverTraduction ici
Companion to the Moon God and his rat.Traduction ici
She’s a Chinese shaman. I love antlered gods such as Cernunnos, their connection to the animal kingdom, not to mention that antlers act as antennas, channeling energies and insights. This painting represents an ultimate moment of bliss, grace and awe.Traduction ici