Sunday, November 29, 2015

Goodbye to yesterday

Pencil, color pencil, watercolor, characoal.

Ok, it's a bloody one. LOL!

Not at all a sad one as I was getting rid of old, unwanted feelings. I was pursued by horrible nightmares and the pictures of a bloody hands was following me. The more, I was refraining myself, the more the photo was becoming clear.

Think it's more about lost dreams, a future that will never be and being finally happy about the second chance I've received to start anew.

Because what are dreams, if you are not happy living them? Just a beautiful prison that hurts you. Happy to have start dreaming again. :-D

Because love is a blessing when there is no attach to it. When there is innocence and trust in the concept. Knew it hurts to lose people. Never imagine it will ask so much strenght to let go of promises and souvenirs. So easy when people don't promise anything. Most don't understand that words are believed.
That's why I challenge the Universe... This forever concept is bullshit! I have what? 30 to 40 years to live, then...I prefer this amount of time spent with someone that will promise me nothing, but will spent all these years making me smile and laugh, once per day, because that will be important for him. :-p
Who can do forever today when it's so easy to change socks and phone every day? :-D

This drawing would have been for my eyes only but I don't care anymore.
Now, the picture will be the keeper of my emotions and I will be able to sleep better I hope.

I had fun!

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Love Letter

"I will love you forever.
Start first by loving me every day"
Alexandre Jardin

Love Letter

I was just in the mood for something sweet and delicate. Something that will take off my mind of worries while I was focusing on painting. So I got lost on this one.

It seems that roses have a calming effect. Still need to work on the light and shadows to give them more dimension.

As for the quotes, they are random ones about love coming from French authors that I like.

And nope...I'm not Romantic or In Love because I draw Roses. Rolling my eyes here! I just like how this flower is delicate, vulnerable but also royal, elegant and full of thorns. And I like the layers and spiral. 

Color pencils, watercolor.

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Sniffing Fox

Sniffing Fox

I love "Le Petit Prince" or "The Little Prince" by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry.
I often remember quotes of this book. 

I have also a fondness for fox. Like their bright sunny fur and their brillant mind.
So I've decided to paint one.

I'm still not comfortable with mixing colors while using watercolor. It lacks of fluidity and realism. Got frustrated by the result but I like this little guy.

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Eiffel Tower in Tears

I will shed tears today but just today

Just because it's a sad day after an awful bloody night in Paris.
Just because the emotions are too much, not enough...
Just because I want to continue to smile at a stranger 
even if he is white, black, red, yellow, with a beard, a moustache, gay, 
straight, big, tiny, tall or an Allien

Just because I want to be curious and not suspicious
Just because I want to keep my believes and not be afraid 
Just because crazy people cannot change my way of seing life
Just because I want to stay naive and a dreamer
Just because yesterday has shocked me.

Yes, I will change
I will love more, 
I will enjoy life fully
I will be radical with my happiness
I will be gratefull for the ones in my heart
That's my only respond for yesterday, today and for tomorrow

Eiffel Tower is in Tears and me too.


Wednesday, November 11, 2015



A call while walking on the streets
One word and you feel cold
Nothing to do with the weather
Nor the lack of a sweater
Tears rolling, you seem old
Your heart ended his beats

Just an tiny organ breaking 
Dropped after been dismissed  
Left unwanted, Wounded,  
Empty, messy, unworthy 
Leaving a hole in a bloody body
Now lying on the ground shaking

Universe, Sun and Stars
Should I keep it locked?
Behind walls and doors blocked?
Or can you repair my heart?
Make it stronger for a new start?
One loveable with no more fears

For the next thief to hold and keep…


Art: Girl Without Heart by AnnMei

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

The Fool

The Fool

In the cacophony of a busy life
Lived a fool not wanting to see the signs
Believing tainted words and false smiles
Avoiding warning bells, red lights flashing
Preferring to focus on laughing and dancing
Easily brushing doubts and half-truths aside 
Not paying attention to inner voice gone mute
No action able to shield the blind from a sweet knife 

He was too far gone to listen or to be reasoned
So the voice let him swallow warm beautiful lies
Be lured by fine linen, silver cutlery and wine
Enjoying gourmet meals served with lights and sighs
Because a rude awakening was already there
A treachery revealed by the strange humor of fate
That shattered the dupe mind, soul and core
Cauz’ the murderous hand was the one of one trusted.   

Always listen to your guts even when your compass is broken.
They understand what you don’t want to.