
Watercolor – 5,51 x 7,48 inch – Unique work
In this troubled, worrying, controversial, dramatic, media-related period, the banks of the Marne seem to have restored their former glory.
 
				
			
Watercolor – 5,51 x 7,48 inch – Unique work
In this troubled, worrying, controversial, dramatic, media-related period, the banks of the Marne seem to have restored their former glory.

Charcoal – 7,48 x 11,42 inch – Unique work
Once upon a time there was a 13th century fortified castle. A legend worthy of the horror films of the years … literally haunted the walls of this old building, listed as a historic monument.

Red chalk – 7,48 x 11,42 inch – Unique work
Montmartre? Everybody knows about it. But how far? What if I told you that Montmartre had always been a place of worship? It’s a good start …

Oil on canvas – 11,81 x 15,75 inch – Unique work
I’m there, sitting on my sofa, lost in thoughts, dreaming, somewhere else … Suddenly, a shiver runs through me. I’m frozen to the bone. The outside temperature suddenly dropped, my body temperature followed the same path.

Watercolor – 5,51 x 7,48 inch – Unique work
Tonight, I’m meeting friends at the chalet des îles, a restaurant in Boulogne in the middle of water. A full agenda …

Oil on wood – 14,96 x 21,65 inch – Unique work
A little paradise in Cantal, are you into it?

Oil on canvas – 11,81 x 15,75 inch – Unique work
Yet, another adventure to share. Will it be a dream? A reality ? Frankly, I don’t know yet. I will see along the way, according to my inventiveness.

Oil on canvas – 11,81 x 11,81 inch – Unique work
If there is one old dream that has been part of me like for ever, that’s the one: being a witness in real life of an aurora borealis. And meanwhile, the color becomes magic…

Oil on canvas – 11,81 x 11,81 inch – Unique work
A small hot tea from Kusmi Tea, scones, raspberry jam, clotted cream, a good book, 1793 by Niklas Natt och Dag … It suddenly gets dark in the living room!

Oil on canvas – 11,81 x 11,81 inch – Unique work
I wake up suddenly. What time is it ? Odd, there’s my bedside table to my right, but no alarm clock. Nevermind. The shutters are closed, no glimmer outside. It’s still the middle of the night, I can go back to sleep.
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