At the doorstep

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“Identification is only the front door to naturalism and I have the feeling of having remained at the doorstep. All my life, I’ve made lists. I identified, bird after bird, by the hundreds, by the thousands, learning along the way some facts about their biology. But what do I really know about the life of […]

To the East

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I live inbetween two worlds. To the west, the coast. The plains open to the horizon, the beaches, the fields and the lakes which welcome a whole diversity of birds which are easily observed from the road. One searches with excitement for the unexpected rarity. To the east, the mountains. The forests that close the […]

Short circuit

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To all appearances, these are just a few messy, abstract lines. The pencil rushed across the paper, scratching at the speed of the eye, leaving the conscience lagging behind. The image passed from the eye to the hand. The brain was short-circuited. I think we can talk about mindfulness and present moment when thoughts disappear […]

Cuteness

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In the category of ” Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the cuttest of them all ?! “, I declare the Scandinavian Long-tailed Tit, winner! I specify “Scandinavian” because here it has a white head while in the rest of Europe it has a wide black eyebrow and is therefore a little less cute (but […]

Pale Blue Dot

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Twenty-three years after launch from Earth, the Voyager 1 spacecraft reaches the boundaries of the Solar System. On February 14, 1990, six billion miles from us, it opened its cameras one last time for one final look back. Sixty images, sent pixel by pixel across space to be patiently collected on Earth. Then six planets appeared. […]

On more step into delusion

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When I am looking for some wilderness, I naturally gravitate towards old, mossy, humid forest. Sometime it doesn’t require much. A small patch close to a road can have been spared from any human activity for some decades. It can be enough to let the feeling of wilderness emerge. The one in this watercolor, is […]