I love wildflowers,
growing anywhere and everywhere.

Blooming in unexpected places,
with vivid colours and endless joy.

Freely reaching for the sun,
celebrating the beauty
of each new day.

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I painted this landscape, watching a beautiful sunset in Polynesia.

The colours shifted in tones, with every inch the sun sank further into the ocean.

Until gold met purple, and the sky merged with the sea.

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Let's be like wildflowers,
growing anywhere and everywhere,
blooming where people thought they never could.

Growing freely each day,
simply following the sun,
a celebration of uniqueness and acceptance.

Not waiting for the storm to pass,
but learning to dance in the rain,
embracing a slower way of life.

Eternally curious and open,
creating memories to treasure,
wandering, sharing, and loving.

Let's be like wildflowers.

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Shades of nude and pink,
cut from vintage paper,
gathered along forgotten roads.

Fragments of stories,
handwritten memories,
whispering through the layers.

Rolling hills, gentle waves,
and distant horizons emerge,
dreamed into being one piece at a time.

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Morning sunlight,
beauty found in the serenity of silence.

Portraits express
our deepest emotions,
thoughts, and feelings.

They create an experience,
allowing us to find clarity
and connect with the artwork
on a deeper level.

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I love the warmth of curcuma,
its golden earthy hue,
like sunlight caught in powder.

A single line
holds her quiet form,
painted in this same warm gold.

These earthy colours ground me,
warm, simple and true,
just like curcuma.

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Chalk walls whisper in the southern light,
soft brush strokes shape the quiet stone,
a warm landscape of blush and taupe.\n\nTangerine glows like the sun,
sweet mandarins scent the narrow streets,
orange grains shimmer through the canvas.

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Layers of vintage paper,
each holding a story of its own.

A delicate figure emerges,
painted in soft golden light.

Every fold and faded mark
whispers of the past,
quietly revealing her timeless beauty.

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I've always loved reusing materials,
treasures inherited from my grandparents,
brushes, ribbons, old paper,
each piece holding its own memory.

For this abstracted landscape,
I layered their antique paper,
mixed with papers found in Canada,
and cut-outs from old paintings,
weaving old worlds into new ones.

Dream away,
in this coral and chocolate landscape,
where every fold and fade,
still whispers of those who came before.

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Painted in watery shades of blue ink, this portrait emerges from layers of old paper and fragments of antique book pages.

Her gaze is deep and powerful, yet carries a quiet softness.

The delicate textures and faded words become part of her story, a meeting of memory, strength, and tenderness.

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Life is all about connecting,
with what's around us,
nature, family, friends, and strangers.

Sometimes we need no words,
just a look, a gesture,
a smile to feel it within.

Like these layered pieces,
resting close together,
quietly connected, just the same.

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Longing for summer days,
beneath lilac skies, soft and dreamlike.

A warm breeze, like a gentle caress,
brushing softly against the skin.
Her silhouette sways,

carried by the same breeze,
lost in a quiet rhythm.

A moment of stillness,
painted in shades of

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Dreaming, embracing the quiet of the night, before the day begins.

Following the light, embracing every part of the journey, listening and learning, even when the story unfolds differently.

Trusting the process, free to try again, welcoming the unexpected with an open heart and my feet on the ground.

Stillness reminds me to be present, where my mind and heart exist in harmony, in one loving embrace.

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Nature is calming and peaceful, flowers bringing a feeling of wellbeing.

Moonflowers are magical, with touches of blue and lilac.

They remind us every day to slow down, and enjoy the quiet beauty of nature.

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As part of this mini-series “Tendre terre” is inspired by the Japanese concept “wabi sabi” which is about the perception of beauty. Accepting the transient nature of life, authenticity serves as a focus point of wabi sabi cherishes the cracks and imperfections. They symbolize the passage of time and loving use. Love as the antidote to a throwaway society built on disposable goods and mass-produced homogenous items.

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I walk home across the rice fields,
these emerald green fields.

Grassy blades whisper,
swaying gently in the breeze.

Let us walk once again
through the quiet charm of the paddy fields,
surrounded by their simple beauty.

Hidden within this cocoon of simplicity,
time seems to slow,
and the world grows still.

Emerald green fields,
stretching endlessly toward the horizon.

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I look out of the window at the soothing sunshine,
and I think of you.

You linger in my mind, bringing a calming peace.

I open my heart to that inner calm,
to the soothing silence that surrounds

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I am a river, clear as crystal every morning, my path drawn by the wind. I am a river going down over wide stones. The moon shimmers in jade green water. Follow the river.

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A leaf of singular beauty,
a symbol of growth and protection,
of peace, strength, hope, and love.

Rooted in duality,
yin and yang,
the feminine and masculine.

The tree of life,
its leaf a quiet reminder:
love endures.

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