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
Marble yarns really are my favourite. A work in progress on my loom:
I’m in love with my hand-woven fabrics. The more I weave, the less I feel like wearing anything else. My only problem is… my tailoring skills. I messed up two wonderful fabrics, it was a disaster and I’m now very reluctant to cut into these little treasures. But I’m working on it. I bought myself the cheapest fabric I could find so I could train without too much damage. I’ve always loved beautiful clothes, it’s like wearing the stuff of fairy tales…
I’m really glad I took to weaving. There are infinite possibilities and so many beautiful yarns out there.
I’ve been working for some time on an oracle and so far, I finished 22 cards and decided it was enough to put it online. I intend to work on some more cards which I will add progressively to the online oracle. Perhaps, there’ ll be 64 cards. Or 500! I don’t know yet, it’ll be a surprise. This is not something I mean to print because it’s primarily for my own use. I find drawing cards online more attractive simply because… I just don’t have the necessary space at home to spread 60 cards. Yes… it’s that bad ;-). Now, I just have to find the right randomizing plugin… and of course, write my own interpretation of each card. My oracle is not meant to tell people anything about their future, the message is set in the now (which naturally can have repercussion on your future), it’s mostly introspective and meditative.
Here is the first card:
Air is emptiness and yet it can uproot trees. When the wind shapes clouds into phantasmagorical creatures, air becomes a storyteller. To let your imagination run wild, you need to let yourself go, become adrift, unanchored, free. Follow the extraordinary paths of air, its subtle movements, its atmospheric interweavings. Be its listener, for its language is the otherworldly language of Soul.
Finished a scarf for my Mum. I used only alpaca and wool with a hint of silk and mohair here and there, and metallic threads to add some sparkles. It is definitely very warm and soft. The photos are terrible as usual but no more daylight, we have now entered the Polar Night.