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, 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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Ceramics
Textile Art
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Poems,Dreams and Thoughts
Lofoten Seasons

My Latest Posts :

Singing Heart

Traduction Française ici This is bliss. Even Loki is in a contemplative mood. I am overwhelmed with joy, the snow has melted at last, revealing treasures of intricate patterns of rocks and moss. I feel like taking into picture everything I see. The working season has started for me so alas there will be less time for creativity but nevertheless,

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Coeur en Fête

C’est l’extase. Même Loki est d’humeur contemplative. C’est le contentement absolu, bouleversant, la neige a enfin fondu, révélant des trésors de riches motifs de pierre et de mousse. J’ai envie de prendre en photo tout ce que je vois. La reprise du boulot signifie hélas moins de temps pour la créativité mais néanmoins, j’ai la tête remplie de projets. Je

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The little bits of my paintings I love the most:

A Totally Random Post Popping Out Of Nowhere:

  • The Merry GhostThe Merry Ghost
    The Merry Ghost sees each of the townspeople, but no one sees him; or only a special, gifted few.  Now he has nothing to lose.  Gone is the bitterness, the injustice, the shortcomings, the anxieties. Certain souls might be sensitive enough to detect a transformation of the atmosphere in the places he happily haunts, traces of joy and merriment arising from his creative freedom, from acting as he was meant to act.  But whether they do or not is unimportant to him.  He does this for himself.  Just as it is for himself that the happy little phantom sings, "Peace at last.." Save

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