CelineSianiDjiakoua

 To the one who lives so deeply that nothing can make her tremble. No wind can uproot her. No earthquake can make her fall. Deep. I need your strength. A celle qui vit si profondément que rien ne peut la faire trembler. Aucun vent ne peut la déraciner. Aucun tremblement de terre ne peut la faire tomber.  Profonde. J'ai besoin de ta force. Cut out paper - papier découpé

 Post following "The circle of my heart" / Poste suivant "Le cercle de mon coeur." Making one with the ground, the dark brown soil.                                                                                                                                   F aire un avec le sol, le sol brun foncé. Spring has arrived, the fields are ploughed, the surface of the ground opened for plants to soon grow. Le printemps est arrivé, les champs sont labourés, la surface du sol ouverte pour que les plantes y poussent bientôt. Monoprint and ink made from clay on paper - Monotype et encre faite d'argile sur papier 18x25 cm

Notes, drawings and cut out on crystal paper. / Notes, dessins et découpage sur papier cristal (en Français ci-dessous) It’s been a year or two now, I have noticed that when I open my arms, I feel my heart opening with a sensation of Love and I feel/visualise/perceive my self as being as large as the circle that my arms have opened. It makes me feel strong, grounded and powerful. Potentially powerful. A potential power. A potential power from within. A power of Love. How large would the circle be ? I remember a very special dream I had, a couple of years ago. Around the same time of the year, I think. I think it was matching the Spring Equinox. I need to find this dream in my diaries. There was an emasculation. The dark brown soil of the dream reminded me of Kali, or would it be Isis for us ? Those   are times of big personal shifts. For me, for people I love around me. And at a larger scale, for most of us in Europe and around as Russia has attacked and is destroying U