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
There is the Beginning you can remember; and there is the Beginning that, if you remember it at all, is something half-glimpsed in the elusive and fading fragment of a dream. This is your long-ago Beginning, when you were a spirit, not yet incarnated. The Spiral of Life beckoned, and you were so eager to enter it, because your self-belief was so potent that nothing could undermine your resolve to truly live. You thirsted for adventures that would both challenge and fulfil, and you wanted to share them with your favourite companion: yourself. You had no doubt that your unconditional love for yourself would lead you true, would be a shield against all the mistaken presumptions about you. Vasilisa the Wise has been on such an adventure. And she would have lost her purpose if it had not been for this little doll, who helped restore her optimism and her faith in herself. Your relationship with yourself is the most important one you will ever have. You are your own little friend. Without this warm, kind companionship, Life becomes as grey and formless as a fog spun from shadows and regrets.
Back to oil painting for a while. I have four trees to paint for my altar. I renew the paints on this palette very very seldom, it takes ages to dry because in between each use, I place it in my freezer. My tubes will last me … years!
This is my workbench. I paint on my lap:
It is actually manageable. And out of reach from the dogs. I also have a small stand on the side for blending my colors.
Probably from Wonderland. I like appliqués and I wanted to try something else with my felting experiments. I dyed a wool batt (like a blanket of fibers), shading carefully my colors and needle felted it (next time, I’ll try to wet felt it straight). Then I wet felted it. I didn’t use any varnish… because it’s expensive. Instead I glued two layers together but left unglued the bottom to stuff the trunk with cheap fibers. Of course, I used some quality wool and nylon fibers for the parts that stick out through the holes. I like the strange fruits (wire shaped in a spiral, stuffed with wool). It turned out a bit better than expected. Although, I had to stiffen the tree with a wire in the back in the end, but it’s discreet. I think I’ll take a break from felting now.