Description

When we were little girls, my sister and I would float on the “Chenal Tardif” where our family cabin stood. Two forgotten little girls found the freedom to daydream in the dark waters of this gentle river.

At night, I would dream.  I would dream of water, of trees and of sky.  I would find myself floating again, this time, amongst the clouds.

This work is a recapture of those powerful childhood feelings.