Friday, May 21, 2010


marble St-Joseph among hundreds of dandelions ...

Found in the garbage in Montréal

years ago near a church ...

A refusal, if you can believe it !

He has now a proper place in my garden.

Joe is my number one

confident ...

I have been quite silent on my blog

and here is the reason ...

When I speak English, I have an accent.

Tiny ;-)

And I do make mistakes when I write it.

A while ago,

I posted a new painting on my blog

entitled "I love you big like this" ...


BIG mistake here ;-)

Should have written "I love you this big", right?

I got bombarded by porn and pervert sites of all kinds ......

Things are now fixed.

I will try to restrain my descriptive writting

somewhat from now on ;-)

a tiny, minuscule, petit somewhat ...

Wednesday, May 5, 2010


I look at the way we live and our surroundings
and I am sure a lot o people must think we are
crazy, or at least very weird.

My 13-year old son collects aluminium stuff
and smelts it in his home-made special stove
powered by an old hair-dryer,
the mushroom-style one women used
in the 60s to dry their rolled-up do.

I roam around, by foot or by car,
hunting skulls and skeletons of road kills
and I will add any piece of outstanding nature
I can put my hand on in a new box in my studio.

My boyfriend has a passion of his own: old bicycles.
He will grab them here and there,
sometimes at the junkyard,
some other times put aside on the road
to be picked up by the trash truck.

He especially loves the 70s style ones,
the ones with the Mustang handle bars
and the banana seat.

Not that he is a sport addict of some kind
or a collector of vintage transportation means.


Inspired by Picasso a long time ago, he transforms them into animal or human skulls.

The handles become the horns or the crossed bones and the seat the skull itself. Many of his creations are displayed on the rough wooden wall outside of his workshop. He did it just for fun but has ended up selling quite a few.

We were all laughing this morning when the insurance inspector came over to appraise our "estate" (ohhh! I love this word, it sounds so mundane !!!).

Ulysse was smelting some aluminum cans outside of Francois's shop, right in front of a wall covered with bike-skulls (that is how we call these creations) while I was cleaning up some birds's skulls I found at the beach on our recent trip to Maine.

I am telling you...

He had a weird look on his face

when he quickly got back to his car....

Tuesday, May 4, 2010


I love bones and skulls ...

I consider them to be the equivalent of seashells

when you live in the forest away from the ocean.

I walked in the fields and in the wood for 3 hours yesterday,

hunting for nature's oddities.

Jackpot !

I found 3 deer skulls,

bleached by the time and so beautiful !

I have been collecting skulls and bones of all sorts for about 20 years now,

have boxes full of them, all cleaned up and identified.

There is a sort of perfection

in their design and purity of lines

that I just love.

I need to spend some times in the desert again soon,

maybe Arizona or Mexico and go hunt for my favorite treasures...

Saturday, May 1, 2010



I drove to Montréal today to

pick up the four 3'x5' canvases for my BIG painting commission.

On my way back, got a #!+&@**!!! flat tire on the highway that I fixed in the mud under the pouring rain (yes, I got a few offers from nice gentlemen who wanted me to step aside while they did the fixing themselves but I decided a while back that I needed to be able to take care of myself by myself anytime, just in case...).

When I got home I found out that my 3 dogs had had an encounter with a skunk while I was gone and smelled like #+&@**!!!

But ...

the sunset was beautiful !

And there is nothing better than a

red and pink sky at night

to soothe your soul ...