When I was a kid I used to look forward to the summer holidays so much! I would literally count down the days until the summer break. No school, longer days and the freedom to do whatever I wanted with my time at last... As I was an only child, I'd get to spend all of … Continue reading Summer days
Once upon a time there was a little girl. She had pink hair, green eyes and loved stripes. She wanted to become a writer so she could write stories about clouds turning into dragons, teapots filled with green smoke and horses living in a magic forest ruled by a panther, ridden with trolls and elves. … Continue reading The girl who loved stripes, words and seahorses…
#WorldWatercolorMonth xxx, Noémie.
This hare represents my transition into 2016 as I painted him yesterday evening, on New Year's Eve. “The past is another land, and we cannot go to visit" - Cressida Cowell. I won't start this new year dwelling on this past year. And I won't look ahead either. Because things never happen according to … Continue reading Happy New Hare..
Painting in the dark, Lit by candles in the night. "Power" cut, eyes shut.
The sounds of the night walking down the track, listening, torch in hand, alert... the owls are calling, and badgers, hiding.
The woods are my church The birds and bats, my choir The priest, a badger.