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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

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The Bewitched Sorceress

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Well, this last painting has been one long adventure and led me on some unknown path but I liked it. Thanks to the mosaic, I got the chance to say everything I wanted to say on the subject of the bewitched sorceress. I think this is a great way to tell a story, by fragmenting it. I might stick to it.

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Haunted? Enchanted!

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I dreamed I worked as the warden of a huge manor in my area (as a matter of fact, there aren’t any in reality). The family was gone for 10 days or so and I had to live there, on the ground floor. It was beautifully furnished with antics. I experienced some paranormal activity during my stay, but on the last day, I was woken up by invisible forces trying to pull me out of bed. I struggled but in vain, and ended on the floor. And there, strangely enough, instead of freaking out, I started laughing. I said “ok, people, I hear you”. I got up and went to open the curtains to let the light in, knowing full well it would dissipate the “shades”. I pulled the curtain and was splashed with a beautiful early sunlight. Then I realised this was what “they” had wanted me to do. I went to the living-room and saw that all the bay windows had been opened to let the fresh air come in. I said “Ok, have it your way” and went to the music player behind the bar. It was on and there was some music playing at a low volume. I increased the volume a bit and searched for a nice classical radio station (for “their” sake). Then I went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. But the family had just come back. I asked them if the house was known to be haunted. The parents said no but the teenagers said that once a psychic came and said the ground floor was. I didn’t say anything but I knew the whole house was, since I had visited the other floors. I just wanted to know how much they knew about it. Apparently, the family left again because the next night I was there back in my bedroom. But my companion was with me. We were lying in bed and watching the light of the lamp on the shelf glow. Its intensity was varying. Through the open door, we could see the other lamp in the kitchen glowing too. It was like the house was purring…

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The Sorceress – Part One

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Look out, my private curtain of icicles…

The first phase of my painting is finished, I can now start the second which consists of composing a personalised frame. The frame will be a little universe in itself, completing the painting. I’m so eager to see how it’s going to turn out!  As a reminder, I started with a black and white drawing, then I colored it (the coloring took me only two days). I like this technique. It’s less defined than what I usually do but it’s on purpose, so there!

 

 

 

 

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