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]

  On Halloween night (or any night for that matter) be nice and read a story to the ghosts. They’re especially fond of spooky ones. [peekaboo_link name=”bar”]Traduction ici [/peekaboo_link] [peekaboo_content name=”bar”] La nuit d’Halloween (ou toutes les autres nuits d’ailleurs), soyez sympa et lisez une histoire aux fantômes. Ils aiment particulièrement celles qui font froid dans le dos. [/peekaboo_content]  

  My homage to the most magical night of the year, and to John Anster Fitzgerald, who’s my favorite faery painter. [peekaboo_link name=”bar”]Traduction ici [/peekaboo_link] [peekaboo_content name=”bar”] Mon hommage à la nuit la plus magique de l’année et à John Anster Fitzgerald qui est mon peintre de féerie préféré. [/peekaboo_content]

  Raven, one of my daemons. And again, in the background, the Soul boat or gypsy boat. Raven’s a trickster. He’s even trickier than Fox. He loves intrigues and is not too concerned about facts and truths. The end justifies the means, and overall, what you believe in is your only reality. So choose carefully… [peekaboo_link name=”bar”]Traduction ici [/peekaboo_link] [peekaboo_content name=”bar”]Corbeau, un de mes daemons. Puis, une fois de plus, le Bateau Âme ou bateau caravane dans le fond. Corbeau est un Trickster (fripon, rebelle). Il est même encore plus trickster que Renard. Il adore les intrigues et ne se sent pas trop concerné par les faits et vérités. La fin justifie

This is my third digital painting, I spent quite a while on it. It combines two different moods, moonlight, sunlight and, nested inside the trunk, my Blue Bird. I had great fun painting this, enhancing the lights step by step, following the paths over the bridge or past the Vila – a Slavic fairy – in the tree. Either way, you have to pass by the mysterious figure standing by the tree in the middle. This figure is Psyche. Her being is most radiant when she is veiled because no image comes to distract us. She is Soul, permeating everything around her, enchanting, or leading to madness if taken too literally. Psyche’s sometimes represented

  This is the sacred pond by the witch’s house. “They say that a great sorceress lives in these woods” ;-).  The house is alive with all sorts of beings partially hidden in the foliage. Magic is in the air, especially since it’s close to Samhain (Halloween). The witch’s not home, but she posted a sentry, a beautiful Gorgon’s face. I’m sure she’ll come back though the Elvish gate in the distance. Autumn is my favorite season. I get overwhelmed, entranced by all these vibrant colors, the smells, the lights of the lanterns, the blue hour and the mad, deep and strong magic bathing everything. [peekaboo_link name=”bar”]Traduction ici [/peekaboo_link] [peekaboo_content name=”bar”] L’étang sacré de la maison

  I wish this painting could convey all the smells that arise on a hot summer day when the rain starts falling. These arousing, earthy smells… Also the sounds, this concert of  lapping, splashing and pattering. And the frog’s song. Every zen garden must have a resident frog. There is no more delicious background for a cup of tea (lapsang souchong of course) than rain falling on a zen garden.  A true moment of peace in the green dusky light. [peekaboo_link name=”bar”]Traduction ici [/peekaboo_link] [peekaboo_content name=”bar”] J’aimerais que cette peinture puisse évoquer toutes les odeurs qui montent une chaude journée d’été lorsque la pluie commence à tomber. Ces odeurs stimulantes, de terre… Aussi le