Le coeur mène où il va

                                Le coeur mène où`il va.   by Linda Hampton Smith                                     
       


                                                      Follow your heart.

                                                      It knows the way.
                    

                                    Bonne Saint-Valentin!

Bien Dans Sa Peau

 Elle y est.   ink & colored pencil.  mounted on William Morris design.  by Linda Hampton Smith

One of my favorite expressions is to be "bien dans sa peau" (feeling good in one's own skin, at ease with oneself).   I'm much closer to that state of mind in my fifties, than I was in my twenties.  But I'd like to be positively aglow with self care and self love and self celebration.  Kindness unto me.   A sweet gentillesse.

In order to help that feeling along,  I figure one must truly care for oneself, non?  Take time to exercise, meditate, breathe deep and nourishing breaths, eat well,  sleep well.....  All of which is one's true "beauty" regime  (and none of which I do on a consistent basis.)    

So, as a nice first step in consistent self care, I thought I'd initiate a daily face cleansing routine... French Style:

1.  Apply cold cream to face.  Massage in a circular motion.  

2.  Remove cream with cotton balls,  wiping off in upward strokes.

3.  Apply a toning lotion with the cotton.

4.  Apply a light moisturing lotion.

I've done this for a couple of days, now, and I can say that the extra minute of pampering is a cherishing moment at the mirror. 

A sweet tendresse.   To which I say, continuez, ma fille.

Fenêtre

Les Fenêtres     Watercolor   by Linda Hampton Smith

 

"J'ai tendu des cordes de clocher a`clocher; des guirlandes de fenêtre à fenêtre; des chaînes d'or d'étoile à étoile, et je danse".         -Arthur Rimbaud

                                                                        and

"La fenêtre, en province, remplace le théâtre et les promenades."     -Gustave Flaubert

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"Les yeux sont les fenêtres de l'âme."     -Georges Rodenbach

All of these wonderful "window" quotes come from an awesome online resource.  Mots d'auteurs  allows you to search for quotes by way of a single keyword (mot clef).   I find this wildly entertaining and sometimes make a game of it.  Choissisez un mot and give it a go!

Vive le Chocolat

"Vive le Chocolat"   Ink & Colored Pencil   by Linda Hampton Smith

Many of my quirky little characters come from absentminded doodling.    I clearly had chocolate on the brain when I penned this picture.  No surprise there.  

How 'bout quelque chose séduisante, melty and merveilleuse?  (I ask myself this question on a regular basis.)

Miam. Miam. Miam.

La Vie est Belle.

Fleur de lis

Fleur de lis    watercolor by Linda Hampton Smith 

In honor of Bastille Day, I rummaged around for my Fleur de Lis painting so I could post it here.  I've always adored the Fleur de Lis.  I suppose it's ironic that I'm featuring the very symbol that the citizens of Paris protested as they stormed the Bastille, for this represented the monarchy.  Politically incorrect or not, it's pretty - n'est-ce pas? 

                                            

It's believed to be an abstraction of both the iris and the lily and I love its symmetry and its curves.   From my studio window (yes, I have fleur de lis sculptures on my windowsill!), I can see the abundance of blooming lilies in my backyard.  Fleurs de lis partout.  Happy Bastille Day! 

  

                                 

                                                                                                    

                 Les Lis      watercolor & gouache by Linda Hampton Smith

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

Je me souviens

                                                       

"Je me souviens"  Graphite on Paper    by Linda Hampton Smith      

                                  

La Mémoire.

 Waves of nostalgie wash over me.  All the time.  And they're not rosy, dreamy vignettes.  They're vivid and compelling and immediate.  As if they've just happened and are happening still.  Time drops away.  Maybe it's because I'm a visual thinker.  My memoires are like pictures that hang on the walls of my mind.   Like one of the grands salons in the Louvre where the paintings hang floor to ceiling. 

And what hangs on the walls of this salon?  A gazillion things.  I share a few.......

                                                                              

Un panier de chanterelles.  Just last night we dined on chanterelles (sauteed in a port wine sauce and poured over baked chicken breasts flavored by orange slices.  YUM. )   Earlier in the day, my son Will (a 20 year old amateur chef extraordinaire)  and I picked them together on a nearby forest trail.   I savor, avec de la gratitude, this sweet gift.

                  

                                                                              

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Years ago in Paris, I spied this dalmation waiting for its owner.  I loved and love this moment. Not only for the pleasing palette of colors but for its portrayal of a quiet and resigned longing.  

   

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Opening a door, one day,  in Vieux Montréal,  I was greeted by an apple red surprise.  For some reason, this  insistent advertisement makes me really happy!   "Entrez,"  I say!

                                                                             

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Images of my mother.  I treasure them not only for her beauty but for the fact that she has always encouraged my love of art.  As a young woman, she read an article about the benefits of exposing your baby "in utero" to great music and art.  So, while pregnant with me, she walked the hallways of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, lingering in the French Impressionist wing.  Years later, when I studied art in college,  she hung my paintings all around the house.  It struck me then, seeing my framed pictures so lovingly displayed, that I must, in fact, be a " true artiste!"   Surely, it's no coincidence that I'm drawn to French art, as well.

          

                                                                                                                                                              

                                             Grâce à vous, maman.       

                                                           Merci

What wonders we carry within us.  

Un veritable tableau vivant.

                                                            

Vergennes French Heritage Day

"French Heritage Day"  Watercolor and Gouache by Linda Hampton Smith

A sizeable part of Vermont's population has Québécois heritage.  This hearkens to the mid 1800's when the  province of Québec suffered widespread crop failure. Political clashes between the British and the French worsened. Many French Canadians sought employment and refuge from discrimination by traveling south.  They found work in the mill towns of Vermont and throughout New England.  Life was no paradis, however.  Wages were low and spoken French was forbidden in the classroom.  Sadly, many children felt ashamed of their heritage and the French language soon languished.

In a redemptive move at righting such wrongs, many Franco-Americans are casting a compassionate eye on their heritage.  French Heritage Festivals are springing up everywhere.   Here in Vermont, Vergennes hosts "French Heritage Day."  This year's fête will be held on July 9th and 10th on the city's beautiful town green, in the Opera House and along the streets of this charming ville.  A parisian-style waiter race is among the days events! 

I will be exhibiting and selling my artwork along with other artistes, pâtissiers, boulangers, chanteurs...
I get to revel in pure Francophilia and chat in French toute la journée!  LOVE it.  If you're in the area,  je vous invite! 

Along with this groundswell of Franco-American pride comes a growing number of musical groups who perform traditional Québécois songs.  "Va et Vient", a local band, has samples on their website. Écoutez and Enjoy!