Encaustic Artist
Hi everyone, First of all, my apologies for a second blog post this week! I promise you, I am not suddenly becoming one of those serial posters who appears in your inbox every other day. 😂 Things are just very busy behind the scenes at the moment, with lots of plans and exciting things being organised for 2027. And because there are quite a few announcements coming together, I’m trying to share them as they become available rather than
I am finally back. And no, I’m not talking about physically. Physically, I have been back home in Auvergne for a little while now. I’m talking about mentally. Sometimes you go through an experience that is so full, so intense, so completely absorbing that it takes a few days afterwards for your brain to catch up with what actually happened. Last week, I had my first ever encaustic retreat in France. And may I say… I was
Hi there, I hope you’re all keeping well and staying safe with everything that’s happening in the world. Here in France, we’re still in the middle of a heatwave and, quite honestly, we’re slowly cooking! The studio has become a very warm place to work, and even my faithful fan has given up trying to keep me cool. These days I find myself working later in the evenings, when the air finally begins to soften,
Hi everyone, I’m sitting in the shade of my cool old barn, wondering how on earth we’re supposed to find the energy to work in this heat. Honestly… what was this summer? I know I managed to squeeze in two trips to Ireland, and, ahem… a little visit to my secret Italian beach, where I discovered a never-ending love affair with an ice-cold Aperol Spritz. Beyond that? It all seems to blur into one beautiful mix of
Hi there, I hope you’re doing well. So… France is currently doing what France does best in summer: melting. We’re in a full-on heatwave situation. The studio has officially become the safest place to exist, mostly because it’s the only room where I haven’t considered lying down on the floor and giving up. We are far away from the cool, wet, days in the West of Ireland and the body is in shock . So,
It has been four days since I got back to France. Silence, sleep, eat, repeat. Trying to let it all settle in my body. To assimilate what the last three weeks actually were. Travel was never really part of my world, not even intentional, and yet this year something has clearly shifted. It feels like the gods decided otherwise, and my suitcase has barely cooled off before it’s open again on the floor. This time
Hi all ! I hope You have had a wonderful weekend. Well, we thought this day would never come—I swear, it’s been so long in the making…. My new website is now LIVE ! But bear with me—my new website was kind of ready about six months ago, and then I decided to move country—move my business, my life, everything. So, the website had to be redone—completely—into a version that speaks from France now, not