"When life gives you lemons…" a simple phrase about turning things around.\n\nBright yellow meets deep indigo, sour and sweet side by side.\n\nA contrast of colour, and a reminder to find beauty in every moment.

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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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Beyond romance,
there is another kind of love,
the love of friendship,
of chosen souls,
of those who walk beside us.

Perhaps we forget to say it enough.
And I love you...

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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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Among fields of chocolate brown wildflowers bloom without fear.
So delicate in their quiet petals,
yet rooted deep like the earth itself.

They bend with wind and weather,
never asking to be seen,
still, soft and steady,
carrying beauty without trying.

And in those warm, earthy chocolate tones lives something timeless and true, a lovely kind of strength,
the kind that quietly survives.

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Dancing to her own rhythm singing her song, coloring her rainbow wandering in her colored sky, writing her own poetry. A love story of her with her soul. Finding beauty in her own reflection.

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

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.

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The evening sky casts a dusty pink light across the scene, soft and muted, like a faded filter.

The palm trees stand tall in the glow, their edges blurred by the warmth.

It's quiet. The kind of stillness that makes the ordinary feel unreal.

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Looking at a picture, allowing yourself to be absorbed, is much like reading.

Immersing yourself in a story, diving into another world.

I love getting lost in books. This artwork reminds me to read more.

"With freedom, flowers, books, and the moon, who could not be perfectly happy?" (Oscar Wilde)

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‘There are always flowers for those who want to see them...‘  (words by H. Matisse)

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I love to create abstract artwork because it leaves so much room for intuition, freedom and serendipity. Dream away and let the story unfold…

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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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Beautiful Siroua,
a place of magical memories,
hidden in a beautiful village far away in the Atlas Mountains.

Breathtaking roads
with panoramic views of villages
and fields where women worked
with quiet strength. Her gaze holds the beauty of this land, its warmth, resilience, and timeless spirit.

I captured her eyes in this painting,
a moment I will always carry with me.
Now we say goodbye,
but I promise you: I will return.

I always come back.

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In Japan, the colour red is auspicious, a symbol of happiness, strength, and joy.\n\nA warm embrace of colour, filling this painting with beauty and energy.\n\nHer kimono tells a story, of elegance, tradition, and grace.\n\nA piece that brings a smile, with every glance.

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I love painting landscapes,
under open skies,
watching the sun and clouds drift by.

It is more than capturing a scene;
it is about feeling the moment
through every brush stroke.

Landscape and flower paintings
bring nature's peace into our homes,
creating a quiet island of calm
for the soul.

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"I think, that giving art as a present is a wonderful way of passing on sentiment, showing that you know a person, that you are thinking of her/him, and giving them something that they’ll cherish." xTiny

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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