An Exploration of my Process of Creation through a live Artist Journal, full of my Drawings and Words.
J'explore jour après jour au gré des pages remplies de dessins et de mots mon Processus de Création.
28 décembre 2012
PAGE 50: Hope
Je regarde de ma Lune
taches blanches et noires qui se débattent
la danse de la vie et de la survie fait rage
sur la Terre d'en bas
je t'aime dans l'espoir
When I'll come back
down on Earth
we will dance together
again for a long time
Awakened
in peace
in hope
Puis je me percherai de nouveau
sur ma Lune
Et tu iras chanter l'Amour
aux cœurs des Hommes
réveillés
dans l'espoir
dans la paix
20 décembre 2012
PAGE 49: The Elephant & The Children of Mother Earth
An Elephant, sitting on Earth, meditates...
Un Eléphant, assis sur la Terre, médite...
There was a time
Je crois que cela se passait à notre époque en fait, aujourd'hui même
called Today
Les Hommes et Femmes, marionnettes à cravates,
Where Humankind was all turning like multitude of puppets around Earth,
s'affairaient comme des automates autour de la Terre
Without even seeing Her anymore Sans plus La voir...
Elle est triste un peu
She's sad a little bit
Cause Men and Women have forgotten
Parce que l'Humanité a oublié
That they all were born from Her... Qu'elle est née d'Elle
Un Éléphant joue à faire de nouveau tomber les rêves
Dans le cœur des Enfants de la Terre Mère
An Elephant makes the dreams fall again
Into the hearts of Mother Earth's Children
Drawings 2007
6 décembre 2012
PAGE 48: The Letter
Dear,
Love left my home
one day when thunder outside was frightening the Nature
Spirits of Happiness and Joy disappeared suddently from your heart
You so were scared of loosing yourself
Love left my sweet home
How could I told you what I saw in my dream that night
Thunderbolt was running after you
You were like a Starving Wolf
Lost into the wild
If I would have gone after you...
How could I told you what I saw...
You would have killed me
Love left my home that night
When the demon of Vanity was screaming outside
my quiet walk at your side,
my joyfull powerty,
my so rich emptyness,
my unnamed faith,
my honest hope
were not enough to feed your growing Ego
I staid home
my Love
I went back to my Secret Island
to find the medecine of wise women
those that through the ages of Time
had to experience the death of their sons and husbands
I staid home
and could not dream anymore during nights and nights
my Love
during nights and nights...
I was watching the Old Moon
Her cycle of light and darkness
reminded me that it's because of her humble power,
that Sun finds his way back to Earth through the deepest nights
But some nights,
She has to keep him away from her
Maybe to let the Sun know,
that on this side of the Universe
Love left my home
one day when thunder outside was frightening the Nature
Spirits of Happiness and Joy disappeared suddently from your heart
You so were scared of loosing yourself
Love left my sweet home
How could I told you what I saw in my dream that night
Thunderbolt was running after you
You were like a Starving Wolf
Lost into the wild
If I would have gone after you...
How could I told you what I saw...
You would have killed me
Love left my home that night
When the demon of Vanity was screaming outside
my quiet walk at your side,
my joyfull powerty,
my so rich emptyness,
my unnamed faith,
my honest hope
were not enough to feed your growing Ego
I staid home
my Love
I went back to my Secret Island
to find the medecine of wise women
those that through the ages of Time
had to experience the death of their sons and husbands
I staid home
and could not dream anymore during nights and nights
my Love
during nights and nights...
I was watching the Old Moon
Her cycle of light and darkness
reminded me that it's because of her humble power,
that Sun finds his way back to Earth through the deepest nights
But some nights,
She has to keep him away from her
Maybe to let the Sun know,
that on this side of the Universe
He needs the power of the Servant Moon
to shine on the World
Love left my home that night...
Your Beloved
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