The Voyage of Bran son of Febal ’TWAS fifty quatrains the woman from unknown lands sang on the floor of the house to Bran son of Febal, when the royal house was full of kings, who knew not whence the woman had come, since the ramparts were closed. This is the beginning of the story. One day, in the neighbourhood of his stronghold, Bran went about alone, when he heard music behind him. As often as he looked back, ’twas still behind him the music was. At last he fell asleep at the music, such was its sweetness. When he awoke from his sleep, he saw close by him a branch of

I think no world fascinates me more than the underwater one. In  2009, I travelled for the first time to a tropical place and there, tried some snorkelling. Alas, it was on the last day and only for a short while. Since then, I’ve become addicted. There’s hardly a week where I don’t dream of coral reefs and turquoise waters. I pictured here one of my most favorite gods, Enki, god of wisdom. [peekaboo_link name=”bar”]Traduction ici [/peekaboo_link] [peekaboo_content name=”bar”] Je crois qu’aucun monde ne me fascine plus que le monde sous-marin.  En 2009, j’ai voyagé pour la premiere fois sous les tropiques et là, nagé avec un tuba. Hélas, c’etait le dernier

  This is my first digital painting. It was such an adventure, I didn’t know you could really “paint” with a graphic pen and Photoshop. I used to work with acrylics but got frustrated so often because in the process of painting, I happen to change my mind so often, I am very uncertain, I like experimenting and change my options at anytime without wasting too much time. Digital is perfect for me. I like harsh goddesses,  those who were not invited, like the bad fairy in Sleeping Beauty. No one should be left out. The natural world is perfect with its lambs and its wolves. There is no cruelty, except amongst

I love doing exactly that, especially at wintertime, lying in my bed, watching the snow fall gently at my window, wandering from one lantern glow to the other, and perhaps grabbing a book, reading a bit and then coming back to the very special place I’ve built around myself, my winter den, my cocoon. This is bliss. [peekaboo_link name=”bar”]Traduction ici [/peekaboo_link] [peekaboo_content name=”bar”] J’adore faire ça exactement, particulièrement en hiver, couchée dans mon lit, contempler la neige tombant doucement à la fenêtre, laisser errer mon regard d’une chaleureuse lanterne à l’autre, et peut-être prendre un livre, lire un peu et puis revenir à cet endroit très spécial que j’ai construit tout autour de moi, ma tanière d’hiver, mon cocon. C’est l’extase.

  Or alternatively “Witch Outfit”. I loved paper dolls as a child. [peekaboo_link name=”bar”]Traduction ici [/peekaboo_link] [peekaboo_content name=”bar”] J’aimais beaucoup les poupées de papier étant enfant. [/peekaboo_content]

  Three brothers under the the spell of the Red King. The Red King is a figure I encountered in my dreams several times. He’s the lord of primitive and chaotic forces. He’s similar to the Hindu God, Shiva. [peekaboo_link name=”bar”]Traduction ici [/peekaboo_link] [peekaboo_content name=”bar”] Trois frères sous le sortilège du Roi Rouge. Le Roi Rouge est une figure que j’ai rencontré quelquefois en rêve. Il est le seigneur des forces chaotiques et primitives. Il est assez similaire au dieu hindou Shiva. [/peekaboo_content]

  This a very particular piece of my personal folklore. When death will come to me, I like to imagine that it’ll be in the shape of a ghost ship and that it’ll be the beginning of a new journey. [peekaboo_link name=”bar”]Traduction ici [/peekaboo_link] [peekaboo_content name=”bar”] C’est une peinture particulière de mon folklore personnel. Lorsque la mort viendra pour moi, j’aime imaginer qu’elle le fera sous la forme d’un vaisseau fantôme et que ce sera le début d’un nouveau voyage. [/peekaboo_content]

  I love Halloween! What else is there to say? [peekaboo_link name=”bar”]Traduction ici [/peekaboo_link] [peekaboo_content name=”bar”] J’adore Halloween! Que dire d’autre? [/peekaboo_content]