Still learning japanese
Tube citroen servant de support publicitaire a un café a tokyo
grand moleskine, stylo bille sienna et aquarelles
i’m landing in japan at haneda airport. i’m taking the wrong lane. every one avoid me and i’m saying to my self : “they are so nice, they should have horn me but they don’t”
I show to Maud (a friend’s daughter i met yesterday) an old phonograph, she wonders how it works.
i tell her it’s thanks to a little glass needle in which a diamond has been inserted.
i hand-turn the disc to initiate the rotation and the sound coming out is the voice of the lady who does the announcements at the SNCF (French rail company)
it’s a joy to have made this drawing! i enjoyed it a lot! it prove to my self i’m still able to draw in big formats!
ball point pen+watercolour on big moleskine
sakuranbo : cherries (sakura : cherry flower)
japanese friend roll.
to be processed…
ballpoint pen + pocket moleskine
drawn waiting while my boyfriend had blood exams.
Rene Fijten told me he was kept in this town (dammartin) 15 years ago because of a truck driver’s strike (it happens so often in france) and people gave him water while he was immobilized in his car in the middle of the little town.
it’s funny because i live at 5 km from this town!
Some day by the past i saw a drawing challenge named : “draw the first thing you see when you wake up”
here it is!!!
a poster of an old Air France add talking about French Riviera.
may be it is this that help me go to work in a good mood!
i explore this plant and noticed the singular disposition of the flowers…
drawn in Bourgogne, France, near Sens.
it was a wonderfull, calm and relaxing über-week-end (i call the 4 days week end like this)
ball point pen, pocket note book, watercolour
1°) fill with water (plug the hole with your finger to prevent water from flowing.)
2°) Blow gently (memory of the village hall where I got hit by a motorcycle. no injuries, just fear.
my parents were buying them on the markets, to my sister and me when we went on holiday in Spain.)
some times memories are coming out of nowere.