Oil on canvas – 7,87 x 7,87 inch – Unique work
It was my birthday. I was … I don’t remember, oops! What I remembered from this day is a small, precious, eternal box. A Music Box.
Oil on canvas – 7,87 x 7,87 inch – Unique work
It was my birthday. I was … I don’t remember, oops! What I remembered from this day is a small, precious, eternal box. A Music Box.
Oil on canvas – 7,87 x 7,87 inch – Unique work
In witches land, deep down in the heart of France, reigns a home, the castle of Nohant-Vic. A magnificent house, an exquisite garden, an artistic and romantic way of life. Welcome to the magical world of George Sand.
Oil on canvas – 15,75 x 15,75 inch – Unique work
It is hiding in me, like a feline watching its prey. It is my own enemy and nevertheless my best friend since my birth.
Oil on canvas – 11,81 x 9,45 inch – Unique work
Vicky sits down comfortably on the pilou pillow of her cat Charly. Oh, he’s not very happy about his sister stealing his favourite place right under his nose. And he may meow, no way she could give his place back. Vicky is with Buddha and she intends to get vital information from him.
Oil on canvas – 11,81 x 15,75 inch – Unique work
Like a viking, warrior and conqueror of unknown lands, you roam the oceans, all sails stretched towards the wind. Unaware of the dangers, adrenaline-seeking, curious about adventures, you sail alone.
Oil on canvas – 9,45 x 11,81 inch – Unique work
Geneviève, Thérèse and Marie grew up together in the same neighborhood. You could almost say that they are childhood friends. They attended the same kindergarten, the same high school and … each one followed its own fate, its own way, its own daily routine.
Oil on canvas – 15,75 x 15,75 inch – Unique work
When Eros meets Psyche for the first time … Or when Psyche meets Eros for the first time … No, I forgot!
Oil on wood – 13 x 16 inch – Unique work
Just 50 years ago, a man was already walking on the moon. And about me ? I yelled my first cry 10 days later!
Oil on canvas – 11,81 x 15,75 inch – Unique work
Like a boat that sails in the wind, I walk slowly. At the dawn of a new life? More certainly guided by the waves, this ancestral sweetness that feeds souls and shelters fish! Even if anger sometimes gains this magnificent expanse, it remains a foster mother. What if it’s all about letting happen, letting go? What if in front of this immensity, thousands of presences were visible? Life is here. Where ? But there, all around you. There, deep down too.
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