Oct
12
Why are you looking at me? Are you looking at me? At you? Maybe a little of both, you look at me to look at you.
So what do you see?
🦉 New painting available on my website
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Oct
10
This thing about ears that seem to miss for some people. While for others, they even noticed that they don’t appear.
It fascinates me.
It was at first an unconscious choice as if intuitively I knew that ears don’t do everything.
Finally, little by little, it was a real choice from me. I think that ears are too obvious for equestrian people, I don’t want them to be focused on them too much. I want them to be able to really feel what the horse sends back to them as a sensation. Because that feeling can change from one day to another.
Sometimes, the horse will be serene, other times, he’ll be curious or a bit intrigued. If I would have painted the ears, there wouldn’t be this infinite possibility.
The last thing is that the central point in my portraits is the eyes. I want the focus to be on the eyes. They tell so much.
🙉 The question for you is: is this horse doesn’t allow you to feel something, even without ears?
🌙 this painting is available on my etsy shop
⭐️ painting on canvas, 50×50 cm
Oct
07
What if they could talk to you, what would they tell you?
The message of the day from these three horses or from the painting… what if it was a bit of both?
“I look at myself and I look at you. I’m one at the same time as the other two. I’m not aware of myself and yet I am. I’m there with the others. I am according to the others. I’m one and at the same time I’m the herd, like the drop of water and the ocean.
Look at yourself as we look at each other, without judgment, without preconceived ideas. For a moment, look at the other as if they are a part of you too. You are also one but also a herd of human beings. You are a drop of water and you are also the ocean.”
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Mar
02
I sometimes border on abstraction. It’s a will, I love abstraction and I love the horse. Difficult to reconcile but nothing is impossible for the one who persists in his desires.
It’s in this thin border that I go beyond myself where anything is possible. Less control, more feeling, and more surprises too. I discover new effects or textures.
I often show you many Stories with close up details of an artwork in process which are very abstract.
I know that the part of me as a graphic designer is very sensible to composition and by extension, abstraction.
“Face to Face 20t”
black chalk, charcoal & watercolor on paper
Feb
25
I paint as it comes, not every day, not for hours. I don’t necessarily paint as popular imagery sees it. I paint my way.
It’s a sudden urge that I barely control. I know that I can bring about this drive through music. It works often but not all the time.
Painting uses a lot of my energy. That’s also why I can’t paint for too long. It’s like a running, after I have a crazy energy then it falls and I’m tired.
It took me a long time to know myself at this level and just as much to accept it.
But I love my way of painting! I have a lot of feelings that make me feel so good during the process: some waves of love and joy mostly. My creativity nourish itself with that. Without these emotions, to paint is a constraint. That’s also why it takes me a lot of energy.
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Feb
07
Some clues to why I’m not drawing ears…
When you are almost silent, how can you be heard? How to show your discomfort? How do you cry out to the world that it doesn’t go well? Or how do you show the others that they have crossed the line?
As a horsewoman, I was taught the language of the ears very early on. Obvious, clear and precise, we can quickly judge whether it is better to stand aside, change our attitude or if our carrots are welcome. The rest of the body is sidelined a bit and I had to figure it out on my own on the job.
I quickly realized that the ears it’s ok but that in reality the whole body participated in the expression of his emotions. And in a very subtle way. A quivering of the nostrils, an eye that narrows, almost imperceptibly but it’s there and it shows an annoyance, at least.
To miss signs is to push him to its limits. That’s inviting him to shout louder to be heard.
And that’s why I don’t draw ears in the most of my painting. Because it’s too obvious, too easy to interpret. I prefer the subtlety of the eyes & nostrils or a general attitude.
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Jan
07
This painting is the n°5 of the Eloquent Collection.
I could say so much about him. He’s like in a dream coming silently and maybe in slow motion, towards me, a bit in a sweet wrapping up fog. Like a messenger with important words to say. What does he have for you?
“Equine Nude 115t”
acrylic & black chalk painting on paper
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“We can say for sure that horses can be naturally eloquent. When they want to be.
They offer us these unconditional amazing expressions of themselves through their so harmonious body. They are perfect alive sculptures that we, artist, just have to capture.
This collection speak about the way they learn to us their natural eloquence, this simplicity of clearly expressed their state of the moment. And when they are in joy, they do know how to express & show it to the world!”
Dec
21
He’s found his home! 🥰
So happy for him & for the collector…
He’s waited patiently. My paintings are more patient than me sometimes! Because it happens more and more that I absolutely in love with my art horses. Which was not necessarily the case some times ago. But that could be another story!
I know that between an artwork & its collector, there is a spark. Every time. A connexion which take place instantly. It’s like a crush, a love at first sight or something indescriptible like an inside call. Sometimes it’s obvious and strong, sometimes it’s so small that it’s barely noticeable but it’s here and the feeling stay until the person listent to it and admit that she can’t do otherwise.
Every story between a painting and his owner has his own way of started, each one unique & beautiful. And I love to listen to it.
“Expression 11t”
pastels, charcoal & black chalk painting on paper
Dec
16
𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑢𝑝 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔
𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ
𝐴𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚
𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑙𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤
𝐴𝑠 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑠ℎ𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠
𝐼𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡
𝐼 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑢𝑝 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑑
𝐹𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑝𝑖𝑎𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒
𝑂𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑦
𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑
𝑀𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 & 𝑛𝑜𝑛 𝑗𝑢𝑑𝑔𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡
𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑖𝑛 𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒
𝐼 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡
𝐴𝑠 𝑎 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟, 𝐼’𝑚 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑜
𝐼𝑛 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 & 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑠, 𝑖𝑛 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 & 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤
𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑑𝑎𝑦
𝐴𝑠 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑜𝑛𝑒
𝐿𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑤𝑎𝑙
♡
Renewal Series – 8 paintings
Available here
acrylic & black chalk painting on paper
Nov
15
3/3 – Running is a story of land, water, smell, air, green, action and so many other sensations…
I started I really don’t know how or why. Should there be a reason anyway?
As a faithful friend, she accompanied me during my artistic burnout, carried me, challenged me, put me down too. I didn’t know it but it was to get up better and run even faster and faster. Running has the ability to hurt you while doing you good.
To run gave me the opportunity to gave up and let go everything when I was in front of my blank canvas. I was just me, entirely me.
From there came the deep happiness of reconnecting with what I loved the most, painting and drawing, and above all reconnecting with myself. This intimate conviction that if I remained in listening to myself, art would follow. Because it would be mine and therefore unique.
And then one day, without having planned it, even though I thought I could no longer do them again, the horses came back.
Freer, more true, more me.
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