Female faces are always a big inspiration to me. I enjoy especially drawing the eyes and this is what I start with. It is the most difficult part of the painting but also the most exciting to find out her expression, her character while drawing.

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SHE RISES WITH THE SUN

Soft coral earth beneath

her feet,

The sun slowly sets over the land.

The horizon whispers,

She will rise again.

Shadow and future intertwined,

Threads of all that she is woven together.

Here and tomorrow,

Even when the night feels long,

The sun has promised

It will always return.

Her eyes sparkle,

Carrying the light.

The light of connection,

With all that surrounds her,

Through every layer of herself,

She carries the sun.

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MYSTÈRE EN FLEURS

Here she is…

Mystère en fleurs.

She turns away in quiet delicacy,

her dress a garden full of dreams.

What she hides in beautiful colors

is whispered only by the flowers.

A mystery in bloom

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The desert moves,

sand and wind

around her.

Her gaze is serene,

a quiet place

within.

She follows

the sun above

and the whispering wind.

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Here she is… Rue de la Bahia

A narrow, lovely alley,

walls in shades of rose.

Golden sunlight falling softly

through the tall palm leaves.

Warm shadows on the quiet stones,

little carpet stalls and tiny grocers,

smiling faces greeting the day,

and the light walks with me

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Ethereal Passion

Softly woven petals
opening like secrets.
They reach, they wander,
they find the sun in their own way.

A longing to feel,
to truly connect.

There’s something wild about them,
something honest.
They bloom bold,
but only for a while.

Passion flowers,
almost not of this world -
fragile, almost floating,
like morning mist in gentle sunlight.

Ethereal passion,
it comes in moments,
in small, beautiful things.
A flower, a breath,
the way light moves through leaves.

Not loud, just real.

xTiny

Set of three beautifully crafted notebooks featuring the artworks 'Ethereal Passion', 'Evening Glow' and 'Yamanami'.

Evening Glow

Palms whispering,
their leaves sway slow,
a gentle sea breeze
begins to blow.

The sky is warm,
in golden glow,
so peaceful
as the sun sinks low.

And with it comes
a silent vow:
tomorrow brings
a fresh new now.

xTiny

Inspired by traditional Japanese landscapes,
this painting invites the viewer to lose themselves
in the stillness, the space, and the breath between peaks.
Each layer fading into the next,
like memories softened by distance. 

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Here she is… painting Palmeraie

In the Palmeraie, quiet wide and green
palms sway in the air

Dates in the sun hanging from branches heavy and sweet.

From childhood on a love stayed true

for palms that lean toward skies so blue
for desert roads where heat runs high
then suddenly softens as you pass by.

An oasis appears where the desert ends

a ribbon of river that bends and bends
green along water life returning near
a sudden miracle becoming clear…

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Rêve d’azur et cassis

Limestone cliffs, sun-warmed,

and azure blue water, endless, almost unreal. Parasol pines lean gracefully into the wind.

Wild rosemary and thyme, their scent drifting over the bay. The hum of cicadas singing in the heat.

At sunset, purple dusk settles softly on the azure water below the cliffs.

Catching the moment when the sea remembers the sky…

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À mes yeux, tout est poésie.
J’aime romantiser la vie.

To me, everything is poetry,
and I love to romanticize life.

Beauty lives in the little things,
in fleeting moments, gentle light, 

and lovely details,

Always finding reasons to be grateful and hopeful,
embracing life with wonder.

Tout est poésie.

xTiny

À mes yeux, tout est poésie.
J’aime romantiser la vie.

To me, everything is poetry,
and I love to romanticize life.

Beauty lives in the little things,
in fleeting moments, gentle light, 

and lovely details,

Always finding reasons to be grateful and hopeful,
embracing life with wonder.

Tout est poésie.

xTiny

Here she is… Éclat du Matin

In the silence of morning,

the sun begins to rise,

and the day still lies before her,

open, untouched.

In delicate lace,

bathed in the dawn,

thoughts crisp and fresh as the morning light.

With mystery in the unknown,

and a heart turned toward the day to come,

filled with fresh insights,

for often, it becomes beautiful,

exactly as it arrives.

xTiny