Welcome to my Inner World. 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,… Continue Reading
There are countless points where elements in seeming opposition touch and, for a brief moment, are one, are both, are neither: the slow shift from night to day; the lull in the turning of the tide; the cocooned moments between sleep and waking. And, like these, the Faerie Queen and the Raven King are secret lovers. Although His power blossoms darkly in the winter and the woods, She does not fear the shadows of His Realm. Although She shines radiant and open, with a brightness that pierces His eyes, He does not try to dim Her Light. Lovesick, they cannot—and will not—resist the pull. But they cannot live for long in each other’s world. And they are wise enough to accept what forces them apart, for the beauty of the moments they are together.