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

Category Archives: Dreams, Meditation and Poetry

Pirates and clowns

I dreamt of Barbossa :-). I was part of his crew and we were running towards a new knight, Galahad, Graal bearer but truly more of a christian sun-god. It’s not certain we wanted to slain him, perhaps just enroll him. However I could see Barbossa’s death in slow motion. He died from a heart attack, with such a dignity. He knew it would happen because you see, he had this dream prior to the fight. He told me about the doppelganger, omen of death, who appears not on this plane as believed, but in dreams. I was brought back in this era, and Barbossa was back (he always comes back). Gone were the hat and the sword. He was a clown and a very funny one.

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Tiger in a cage

Dreamt I was in a primary classroom. There were lots of strange beings sitting there. I was looking through the window and there was a big chesnut tree in the courtyard. The teacher called me on the platform. I went and asked me lots of questions. I replied to a question trying to describe something. Lacking words, I exclaimed “it would be like a tiger in the cage!”, and then, everybody burst into laughter, all laughed hysterically! It was contagious, I laughed too without knowing why, and woke up laughing. (my companion, the same night, dreamt of a tiger in a cage).

I love you

I dreamt I had a male mouse and he was in his cage but I was letting him wander in the house as often as it pleased him, his door remaining opened at all time. The mouse was speaking to me and I was replying, we were like the best friends in the world and he was for me a sort of guardian. Then, I was in a fantastic city, a fairy tale city and there was an army of daimons entering the city. We had to stop them because they were far too turbulent, and they had declared war, they were very hostile. On the bridge, my mouse stood facing them, walking towards them, fearless, a smile on his lips. My mouse had transformed into an handsome Hindu prince. I shouted “Stop! You’re going to be slaughtered!” and the army looked at me and said “He doesn’t understand this language, find something else to stop him”. So then I shouted “I love you! I love you!” and my voice seemed to carry very far until the edge of the universe. The prince stopped and looked at me, smiling. The army too was smiling, because I had found the right words…
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The Giantess

Dreamt that I was in the shower with a Giantess. She was of a Nordic type, very beautiful and imposing. We showered together and from the corner of my eye, I admired her beauty. After turning the tap off and as we were ready to get out, she said to me “Wait, I haven’t seen you yet, let me look at you. I am so imposing and you are so small that you must climb on this ledge so that I can see you entirely”. A bit intimidated, I climb on the ledge and she says to me “So beautiful you are!”. And then I become very proud of my nudity.

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