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There are some days that are just not fun. Today is one of them for me. I hate it, but I deal with it.

My Art Journal is this safe place where I can vent and write and create anything I want, just because it is totally mine and I chose to share only what I want.

The stamp says «Every now and then, Life need to be turned upside down to get back to the right way up» which, in my opinion, is more than accurate. We need to experience the crappy stuff to learn how to get the awesome one. But in the right now, it is just not easy and it hurts.

I am currently loving creating simple but meaningful pages. It is far from what I usually do but it allows me not to spend an hour on a pages. I also tend now to create a background, maybe sketch a girl on it, and finish it later on.

I love how the red is dripping on the blue, it means a lot in my mind.

Note: I am trying this new tool called inlinkz to show you the products I used for my art journal page. Tell me what you think, if I should keep it or if it is a no-no 😉

Gesso	Pretty in Pink Pink	Baby Blue Eyes Aqua	Life upside down stamp
Rubber Alphabet Stamps Pistolgrip	Black Pitt Pen

As I recently told you, I am now glad to share with you my girls’ stories.

The first one is Keera:

Keera

She loves spending time alone in the park; surrounded by trees.
She has the habit to lay on the ground, paying attention to how her body feels the grass and the tiny details around her. No matter to her if it is during a hot summer or when the ground is covered by a blanket of red leaves.
She can spend HOURS there, watching the clouds dancing in the sky, chased by the wind and inventing stories of the fantastic shapes that evolves in front of her eyes. Keera likes closing her eyes, counting to ten and open them again to see how the sky evolved. She calls herself “The witness of the unexpected”.

Keera is the friend you can rely on, she will never tell your secrets and always find the right words at the right time; she is an excellent listener but does not talk much about herself.

She is the bamboo that can bend again and again to adjust to the extern ele,ents, but will never break.

I painted her on a wood cradle pannel and wanted it to show through. I love the simplicity of it; however, it tells a lot.

The picture above shows you the depth of the pannel and how the painting still go on the side as a continuity.

Hold On ! There is always some sun coming after the storm.

Prints are now available in my Etsy shop, right here. If you are interested in buying the original, send me an email 🙂

Hello dear hearts !

I am kind of struggling writing this blogpost, for more than two weeks now. I am beyond excited to share with you what’s been shifting in me, and therefore in my artwork, but also a bit nervous of what the reaction could be.
I think I am putting so much pressure on how it will be received that I am losing the joy of sharing. So I will make this shorter than what I thought and then present you my latest girls (I have to come up for a general name for them. I had one but I am fearing it is just unpronounce-able in english).

Each time a girl comes in my painting, she tells me her story. What her life is, what she has been through and her positive message. What she likes and what she can’t stand.
I usually only share the message, that appears clearly on the painting… but for a month or so I have been feeling the urge to share her story as well. It may not be a long beautiful essay but just some stuff about «what’s behind».

I am still wondering if I should put it beautifully and add it with the painting when someone buys it, with the original only or with the prints as well ? I know people could benefit from more than the positive message that is present on the painting, I just have to find the best way to do it.
Any thought of it ?

Here are a few peaks of theses ladies (I will share them next week):

Keera

July's face

Sherry

Alyss' Ginette

September has seen less paintings being born in the Inner Voices land. Not that I painted less, but I have to listen to my body when it yells at me because I am pushing it too far, too much, too many times. Learning to rest.

SO here is a picture of my easel, just so you have an idea. And you can see there are paintings on the floor as well as «in progress» behind the ones that are finished or almost:

I am struggling writing this blogpost about the evolution happening for Inner Voices. Words don’t really want to come out, maybe because of the pressure I put on the consequences they may have. But these consequences could be very good so I should just let them go. I know they are slowly coming out, and as soon as this article will be published I will be able to tell you more about these lovelies 😉