Indy Candy Jones and the Last crusade

Mahie, you asked me what kind of unusual job offer I found... here's one that was hidden among dozens of very boring ones. I was almost to answer it, but I don't think I'd enjoy being tickled very much by a stranger ;-)

(sorry it's in French, but to apply to that job offer, one quality is required: to be ticklish)

"vous serez rémunéré à l'issu de la séance de chatouilles
Vous aurez bien évidemment la possibilité d'être accompagnée.

Mission proposée:
Si vous avez plus de 18 ans, que vous êtes chatouilleuse et que tout le monde en profite sauf vous, vous pouvez forcément être intéressée par cette annonce.
En effet, pourquoi ne pas être payée pour "subir" ces chatouilles

Si vous êtes intéressée n'hésitez pas à me contacter pour plus d'informations

Conditions: lieu, salaire, horaires...:
La séance dure une heure au minimum et est rémunérée 100€/h.
Le lieu de travail sera à définir suite à nos entretiens par mail

Profil du candidat recherché par le recruteur:
Je ne recherche que des personnes majeures et des modèles féminins uniquement.. Aucune connotation sexuelle ni aucune nudité ne seront présente lors de cette séance"

More sugar for the soul

Been a supa tough day, been eating avocado etc, you see. You don't? nevermind. It got better, later :)

What do I need just now? Sugar and a long night of good sleep.

Yet it is not as bad as it sounds (or as it looks on the pic); I've started looking for unusual jobs, I feel rage to succeed.

Hungry Candles : )

Tattooing

Hm, while I'm wondering about love and hate, life and death, cigarettes or cigarillos... will I finish this piece in time for next week?

It comes directly from what I am living, I gotta finish it quickly, to start another one. Suddenly everything's boiling in me... when I thought inspiration would fail me, chaos brings new perspectives.

Chaos... a friend of mine noticed i did not finished my sentences lately.. I start with something, jump to another topic, and another.

And truly, I realize that's me, at the moment. Chaos. Soon I hope a happy chaos again.

Vernissage (and lil helpers!)

I get 3 weeks to finish preparing my painting exhibition. About 3 other paintings to do... 1/3 of the painting are framed, being framed (acrylics, collages). I get more troubles with all the watercolours.
And I get lots and lots of candle holders to make, their colourful light will add what I need to the atmosphere.  God, days and nights are way too short.

I've just received the flyers (a LOT of them), and I gotta admit they're nice!

I'm focusing on it just now, it's helpful when you see the chaos in my life right now. I needed such a project, and not in 3 months.
 And yes, I believe it's just good practice for all what will happen in the coming year.


The devils want to help, talk of that day like a BIG day. That's so wonderful : )

Yesterday, we went to buy fabrics in Montmartre and a few other stuff (lights etc). They're very serious about everything when it comes to the vernissage. That motivates me, makes me a bit optimistic :)

Dr Candy & Mrs Candles ?

I'm gonna do that. I've been thinking about it since 2 days, since I talked with him and seing my frustration, he adviced me to create my hidden gallery.

What sells the most are on one side my collages (which is very reassuring, I can express myself so much through them), and my cute and adorable paintings. Innocent, a bit funny and just pretty paintings :) I like them, I paint them feeling light and detached. Like a bee around a flower.

But it's very frustrating. For real I don't feel this way all the time, not at all, of course. I need to express more, stuff I might not want to show or sell. Maybe ugly, plain, dark, pornographic or erotic. Maybe Beauty, but not in the cute way.

I will paint sorrow and pleasure with no limits, free from the others' eyes.
I have no idea. I just know I'm taking all my painting stuff to Bretonie to explore that field.

That hidden gallery, these paintings I might not show to anyone, they will bring the balance I need for the rest of my work.
Does that mean any sense to you?
It's very exciting. I have no idea where I'm going with that. A foot on a new planet.

The Gardener's rituals

... is the title of my next paintings series.

Nothing's done yet, but the idea is there.

The title almost guides my pencil and brush.

And it often works this way. I get ideas, sources of inspiration, and suddenly a title come to my mind that will guide my work, give a meaning to it.

There's a lot of construction in the process, but the title is like  the original seed. I find that strange when I think of it. Maybe the visual comes after the meaning, to me. Dunno.
 
The painting will fit the title and not the opposite way to me.

How does it work for other painters, for musicians, for photographers? I wonder.

Differently for sure.

hard working conditions ;-)

Life is so busy, so so busy that despite a hundred of different topics I've in mind, I just can't sit down for my bloggie whenever I'd like.

I've been working on candle holders orders lately, had to finish them quickly. I've several projects in mind to come, paintings and collage... here are 3 project among the dozen that is on papers. Sorry for the bad quality sketches, it's just to share bits of my secret garden with you : )

Of course when there's a barbarian that tries to sabotage everything I start, it's just less easy ;)

From Soul to Thong

I'd sell my soul for another key lime Pie, for a bottle of champ' or rocking boots... So I can easily sell a thong with one of my designs on it... and be supa proud of it!


I've opened this shop in Cafe Press some years ago, without finding the time to finish it. Well it's not finished but at least there's more than one mug to sell :P
Quite complementary to my gallery.


So if you fancy a shirt for your dog or a thong for your girl... just get the very best one, huh

Some kind of pride

That's really what I feel when I open that new book of paintings and collages that I've just published. A very helpful, and beautiful, tool to "carry" all my work with me and show it around (much better than on a screen). Can you see that devilish pride on thet face below (lol). Not a fake pride either :P

 And when I see all what I've done, and all what every colour, every curve or character mean to me, it makes me wanna work so much harder... give birth to many new creatures, to love them even more with my brushes, to build their fate, their happiness or tragedy. Life.

What a power! .... an artist's illusion or reality?
Probably both.

Other and different books will follow. My New year's resolution! (I had none so far!)

A Tuesday on the grill, à la française.

While the government spend like 7 of our millions just for poor communication, to convince 67 years-old is a right age for retirement, civil servants are back in the streets to express their disagreement.

What will come out of all that? nothing.
Retirement? Come on, right now there is so much important than that..
And I'm sorry but again common sense (like a surgeon can't work properly for 50 years!) should prevail and we should stop making one law for all. We should adapt to professions

" One for all and all for one! " really .. that only works for the three musketeers ;-)

The education system is deteriorating year after year, right. But what can I expect from the government? That it defends my own interests? those of our kids? Nope.

I don't ask my mom, who knows me very well, to decide for me... I can't ask a bunch of guys will all the powers to decide what the best for me! Nonsense.
Give me my money back... the government, whatever the political preference, from right wing, left wing will not use the money we give it with common sense (offering the best conditions to kids and teachers to share knowledge) for the sake of our kids.

The strike? ........ What's the point? Block those who have the power, who make the decisions you refuse, not us. That simply sucks.

We throw young teachers in the system like sheep in the Lion's arena. We ask teachers to make the job of the parents. And finally of course the kids and Knowledge suffer from all what the government creates.

What sucks even more is that I can't think of any way to improve the system. Education should be given more money, more means, more autonomy, much more flexibility ?

More of my den

I wanna show you much more of the new works done in the hobbit house, but I'd like to find first the ooold photos of how it was before. To provoke some heart attacks (and deep pride) you know :P

Here's my lil place, tiny corner, just for myself. I have my computers, my painting tools, my hairbrush, my makeup and lots of shoes hidden behind my desk. Paradise!

The conspiracy theory

My subconscious and my body joined together and organised an evil conspiracy against me!
In the worst way, they tried (and so far succeeded) to force me to some kind of ugly laziness!!!


I was getting back to work (on my painting) on Thursday, when I washed a glass which was broken. I washed it quickly with much energy and strength in the movement. Perfect for a good clean scalp. 5 seconds later a nice bit (top middle part of my index) was lying on the sink. I know I try to make it sound horrible, but it was! lol ... I could see my tendon!!!!

It bled and bled and I took a a clean rag to press it around the finger. The devils asked me if I was going to die (told you it was tragic!)

I took the car with my bloody rag at the end of my finger and drove to join family, let the kids and found medical help. Nothing could be done, the flesh and skin were in my sink. Good, no needles involved. Oh just a needle for a vaccine later.

Anyway there's a nice hole on top of my finger and it hurts whenever I try to use my hand with pressure. I don't want to wear any bandage as recommended for 3 weeks, because when I changed it yesterday, it was stuck to the flesh and it felt really bad to take it off (me poor lil thing lol)


I could show you the wound, but hey I've not crossed that limit (*reality blog*) yet. :P

Been two days now I can't do anything because of that bloody finger! I can't do just "nothing"! No, life's short so that wound should better heal very quickly, I am like a lion(ess) in cage!

grmmmphhhh!!!

Priceless reward

Been a week the devils and I are in the hobbit house. They have their bedroom and I have my corner from where I can work, update my bloggie, surf, enjoy music, be lazy, etc

I had no idea how it would feel to be here on my own, with a lack of comfort (I'm a city girl, sorry!)

It feels good, that's my reward! The devils are so happy to have their own place where they can do whatever they want, and I feel totally independent from anything. Time, family, etc. That feels great.

Now I've worked hard to get my corner's ready, think I deserve some good naps in the sun in the next days :)

But I'm proud, really of the efforts, the results.


The new level of freedom I've reached, motivating to reach other levels.

Team work

One week of delay. I wish the hobbit house was done (the kids bedroom and my bureau). It should take 3 other days of hard work. Holidays, no kidding, I don't know what it is really. Soon I will (need) ! :-)

I just want it to be done.. So it will be done.



Thank god, some lil hands are helping a lot! :)

Holidays à la Candles, quick news

I've arrived in tropical Bretonie a couple of days ago. With a super bad cold (sigh), got almost rid of it now.

I spend my days working on the hobbit house... By Friday I need 2 rooms to be done so the devils can sleep there and so I can have a place to work for the painting biz.


It's exhausting, working inside like for 7 hours. I stress, push myself, never sit down and relax.
LOL. Yeah, masochist me.

Soon I'll take more time outside. But when i start something and want something done, nothing stops me. Can't stop till I get satisfaction :)

I'm getting back to it, I hope to show you soon really good results of all that work & precious sweat! : )

Feeling concerned of course

I am not an ultra feminist asking for quotas and pushing ideas to extreme(ly stupid) concepts as "a man opening the door of the car only tries to prove his superiority". And no I won't burn my bras, they're really to cute ;-)

But I feel concerned with all the battles females have to lead. There shouldn't be any battle at all, but as long as the society give us reasons to do so, we will have to defend ourselves.

I feel concerned when some work is underestimated because of one's gender. Same as with the colour of the skin, the shape of your body, the colour of the eyes, whatever.

I enjoyed the huge poster from the Guerilla girls that I saw in Beaubourg museum the other day...


"...the Public Art Fund rejected their design because they found the shape of the fan held by the woman to be phallic. (The nudity of the woman raised no objections.) The Guerrilla Girls then decided to rent advertising space on New York City buses and run the ad themselves. But the bus company canceled their lease because they also thought the image was too suggestive"

(the text above is an extract from this page)

Pride (and no prejudice)

2 new books!
I've got 2 new books published! Honestly I'm proud and happy.
Yayyyyyyyyy!

The texts are very good and so I got inspired for the illustrations. Illustrating requires so much time, you would not imagine... First you get a work of analysis, you gotta know which words matter, you gotta feel what you gotta focus on, and then you get the whole work to do.
I'm happy all this time spent working hard is rewarded today.

The first book is about the first year at primary school, and the second book is about (I don't know if my translation is exact), "summer camps". The stress of the "real school", the stress of being separated from one's parents for the first time during holidays. (summer camps are very popular in France).

You can find the books on amazon or here and there.

There is another project to which I've participated, I haven't talked of it yet. But I'm also SOOOO proud of it. I can't wait to present it! :-))

L'aut' Parisienne

Am I slow at work? I don't know... I think I am. Working at home is disturbing, you work where you live then get distracted by whatever happens around. Wait no that's an excuse, I'm a bit slow at it, and that's it :)

working on my new website is an endless work, creating everything, from the format of the basket to the choice of a tiny button, without talking of the content itself, images, texts, etc and all the options possible...

Working on my paintings is different... sometimes, like right now, I prefer to not count the hours I spend on it, or I would sell it at a price that would make you faint! lol

Next paintings will be quickies for a change.

With less details.
Once in a while I love a full work, with dozens of stories inside. That's what I'm doing right now, I hope I can show you something finish before the end of next week!

Spring in Bretonie ...

...meant a lot of new works in the hobbit house (I've learnt how to put tiles in the bathroom, thought it would be way harder, but it's quite easy!); Spring there also meant some unexpected weather, glorious one, and a very green garden with flowers popping out everywhere. Lovely, refreshing for the city one that I am ;-)

Decadence

Well the hobbit house is quite something. I gotta find somewhere (where??) the first pics, so you would see the difference now!

The kitchen.

From one corner it looks, errr, like a kitchen to be!

From the other corner (see, don't be fooled with photography!), it looks totally different! bon appétit :P






Oh well, when we cook something, it's in the barbarian fireplace and when we want something else, we have a picnic in the garden.

But hey, with champagne!