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
Beauty and the Beast is my favorite fairy tale. I ‘ve often dreamed of animals transforming into “fiances” or young men. This is a reminder for me that we must trust our instincts. I love otters, the few times I saw some on the shore here were so magical. I also saw some on parking lots! But most often, at wintertime, I see the tracks they leave on the snow. They actually play on the snow slides they make into the water. This hand to hand gesture reminds me of some games we used to play as children.Traduction ici
Morozko, or Father Frost, is the Spirit of Winter. In the dark period he makes everything sparkle with frost and snow flakes. He is glamouring beauty. And the colder it is, the more sparkling. That’s the faerie of wintertime. Everything has a bright side. Later on, Saint Nicolas took over, the Russian patron saint of children… and prostitutes. And then Father Christmas. But the true and only one is Morozko. He’s not nice to all, it’s conditional. As it should be.
Morozko Fairy Tale:
Once there lived an old widower and his daughter. In due time, the man remarried to an older woman who had a daughter herself from a previous marriage. The woman doted on her own daughter, praising her at every opportunity, but she despised her stepdaughter
This is my own vision of the Seelie and the Unseelie Courts. I couldn’t say, though, which side is Seelie or Unseelie because they both in their own way carry something of the trickster, but in a different fashion. This is perhaps my favourite painting so far, I love these characters, each of them means a lot to me. There are two different tribes and here I am in the middle, enraptured. I pictured two musical instruments, the flute for its playfulness and the violin for its passion. These tell a lot about the nature of each of the tribes. I’m wearing red, which is the color of sacrifice, but here I am the offering. I serve both sides.Traduction ici
Another shaman with a “Green Man” in the the foliage. I have a special connection to runes.Traduction ici