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.
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Lost Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, Must ask permission to know it and be known. The forest breathes. Listen. It answers, I have made this place around you, If you leave it you may come back again, saying
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
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
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