Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Life, death and love: keep on breathing



It’s been a long time since I wrote. It’s not from a lack of something happening, on the contrary. Too much has happened, too much at the same time, way too much. So when we get a big meal to digest, we need to sit, time to digest. So I sat, I digested for a long winter the new events that are unfolding in my life. Death in the form of the lung cancer of my dad, love in the form of separation from a husband, 6 years passed, it all fell apart in one instant and I found myself back in my home land after 25 years of exil, back at ground zero to witness the ravages of cancer at my parents house. What happened? What did I do to get to this place?

Friday, February 21, 2014

Ghost town

 Memories or what's left behind. Pictures of a ghost town.

Saturday, December 14, 2013

Another day to enjoy




Nature contains Nature,
Nature rejoices in her own nature,
Nature surmounts Nature;
Nature cannot be amended but in her own nature
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Sometimes in life, we have to make choices. We stand at a crossroad, we have to pick one way or the other. We’d like to forget it all, start over, erase, delete. Yet  we are not computers, and deleting would be too easy. The truth is that we can not forget, the choices we make become part of who we are, and the only thing we can do is to live with our decisions. The yoga tradition calls it sanskara, the modern science calls it cellular memory. If the yoga tradition speaks of previous life imprints, I figure that dealing with one life is already complicated enough, the next life will come soon enough, and I can’t recall anything about before. After all, it seems that in one life, we already have so many lives, why ask too many questions to which we can only get more confusing answers? The rest, we’ll call it art.

Ernst Haeckel


Ernst Haeckel. A scientist with controversial ideas about human evolution and it's origins left behind him drawings of a rare beauty. For him, his drawings were just a side line from his more serious theories about biology. Yet his drawings are so amasingly beautiful in their details and complexity, that one has to be in awe in front of such an eye for seeing the wonders of nature. In Haeckel art, what he called his "doodles", nature appears as a living mandala, rich and alive, infinite in it's variations of shapes and forms. Sea creatures, plants and animals, Haeckel went deep into the mysteries of nature. But enough words, sometimes the most beautiful things are better seen with a silent eye. Welcome to Ernst Haeckel beautiful and magical world...

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Welcome to the machine

Welcome my son
Welcome to the machine
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been

Tuesday, December 03, 2013

41 years later




Once again, I passed another year. 41 years laters, and I am still here, even to my own surprise. For some, it’s old, for other’s it’s the beginning of life. For me, it’s a trip, and oh, what a trip it’s been. Around 40, we’re supposed to be grown ups, we should be adults as the books say. But I don’t believe everything that the book write and I am not quite sure what an adult is yet. So, for this time, let’s take a look at what those 41 years in this life has taught me and if I even learned anything...

Saturday, November 23, 2013

Thursday, October 03, 2013

St Malo


"When they think they know the answers, people are difficult to guide. 
When they know they don't know, people can find their own way."
Tao Te Ching

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Kali

Kali
OM  KALIKAYAI NAMAHA
Glow in the dark pigments on canvas. Nepal serie.
90x100 cm
Kali on wiki.
Série népalaise: Shanti, Ganesh, Kranti, Kali, Swatantra

Swatantra

Swatantra (freedom)
Glow in the dark pigments on canvas. Nepal serie.
90x100 cm


Série népalaise: Shanti, Ganesh, Kranti, Kali, Swatantra

Friday, June 21, 2013

Life adventure

Life is an adventure or it's nothing at all

Women tattoo nepal


In 2011, 2 nepale friends and I went on a walk. My friends wanted to visit western Nepal, the most remote area of the country. In western Nepal, there are few GNO's and the development goes slowly, most of the NGO's being in the eastern part of the country. The area, is a strong center for the maoist forces, and during the war many schools were destroyed, and many villages deserted. Now, the war finished, and new Nepal in the making, the west is the least developped, making it the wild wild west that few visit.