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
I had fun doing the “costume”. The lantern is filled with the phosphorescence of the sea.Traduction ici
For someone who’s very fond of Nature and vast expenses of wilderness, I do paint towns quite often. Though I don’t miss Paris, which I left in 1998. I love 19th century towns, especially when covered with snow, and with all these glowing warm lights in the windows it gives you this unique salmon light.Traduction ici
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