When I was a small kid I would ask my grandmother to take me and my sister to the railway station. It was my favorite thing to do, sitting there and watching the trains until they left. They were old, smelly and rundown, but to me they looked magical because…
Tag: art
Friboy’s bestiary of magical beasts
This is the latest series of paintings I made based on Friboy’s drawings. They are all animals, which are my favourites of all his drawings. I love his minimalist lines and graphic design, they remind me of Keith Haring’s style and they allow me to work with details without overdoing…
New large glass paintings
These are my latest commissioned glass paintings, 50×40 cm. The first is called Elysian flowers and second is Rosa Rolanda backstage. I am social here:
The hall of raving rabbids
This is a series of small paintings based on Friboy’s drawings of the raving rabbids sold at Bazar Bizarre and some commissioned by Friboy’s aunt. I am social here:
The persistence of memory
Learning a language be it our mother tongue or another is neurologically linked to the working memory part of our brain. I am social here:
Glass art on children’s drawings
Paintings on glass based on my son’s and other children’s drawings I am social here:
Illustration – Winter collection 2018
Illustration, gouache and watercolor on paper I am social here:
Recipe for a cozy winter
Winter is my favorite season and it is also the time of the year where I feel the most creative. Maybe we are programmed like that through millennia of evolution. Not long ago, women would spend the long winter days doing all sorts of handicrafts (weaving, sewing or knitting). Now…
Giant Christmas In Fribourg
When I moved to Fribourg from the overcrowded and suffocating place where I lived before, shared with almost 4 other million souls, I had the impression nothing much was happening…no Christmas rush, no over the top Christmas lights or a huge Christmas market. I am social here:
On the steps of Saint Nicholas
I still have one of the toys that Saint Nicholas left in my boots when I was a child, it’s a mother gorilla stuffed toy holding a baby gorilla in her arms. I had named her Uga because at that time I thought she looked like the daughter of Ugo…