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, my sweet Papillon girls, Lucy and Pixie and the spirit of my border collie, Loki. My creativity is a tribute to the eyes that blink in the heart of every smallest thing, the flowing dreams whose pulse tries to reach to us in our most meditative state.
I fired at last a few little things before leaving for France in a couple of days. Gosh, I miss working with ceramic, but my time is devoted to a new painting at the moment and each painting takes a huge amount of my time. But that’s allright, because painting is after all my favourite medium. I wish days were
It is not quite Halloween here, the atmosphere has passed, I’m afraid, since this morning, there was snow. Lucy was ecstatic. She’s totally mad about snow. And if she could talk, she’d say “totally”. Or even “totes”. She’s a teenager now. Her first heat has just finished. To think she has to go through this twice a year… poor one.
It’s the right weather for snuggling inside with a dog and a mug of hot chocolate, listening to some classical music. I love classical music, especially when it features a piano that sounds like falling rain. Classical music is pure magic for me. If I feel annoyed or irritated, I just have to play it and I’m instantaneously thrown into
If you shy away from the human world and its impossible demands for perfection, a fairy garden is a very good place to find shelter. Shrink your angle to just a tiny sanctuary among the moss and the lichen and stay there. As long as you want. As long as it is necessary. When you look up again, and be
What the Ugly Stepsister prizes above all is dominion over everything. She doesn't share because she thinks there is barely enough for her- in fact, there is never enough. Other people's joy is their betrayal. If thwarted, she will seek revenge, and her poisons will taint you. Her most insidious trait is that she is not entirely ugly: one side of her face, although sad, is also sweet, like the shine on a poison apple. But remember - in fairy tales, the Ugly Stepsister does not always find redemption.
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