I bought this book <ATLAS DE POCHE DES PLANTES DES CHAMPS DES PRAIRIES & DES BOIS> from Maison Empereur in Marseille (the shop should be visited if you are ever in Marseille!).

This book is a reproduction of what was originally printed at the end of 19th century, therefore some texts are outdated. But owing to that, it is a beautiful book. This book in particular is about plants, however there’s a book about other topics – mushrooms, fish, birds, butterflies, etc – within the series. You can check the whole series here (click on “curiosités naturelles”).




Éditions Bibliomane
ISBN : 978-2-36743-030-0

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When we all met in Marseille..

Royer, Ishem, Torpen, Christ, Matti, Gsulf

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Marseille, I squint my eyes only by thinking about it.

Autumn has arrived in Paris already, and I dream of hot pre-summer spent in Marseille. It was in April this year or was it May when spontaneously Moderne Jazz family joined in Marseille. It was sunny and hot and all good feelings everywhere for a week.

Torpen, Christ, Ishem, Royer, Djob, Soir, Gsulf, Matti

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<CODE ERREUR>, a zine by Lomé 77 and edited by Super-structure, which I picked up at Salon Mirage in Brussels last weekend.

I met Lomé several years ago while she was working with Frenchfourch. Since we never really talk and only exchange hello’s and smiles every time we come across each other, she is a mystery to me. And she probably doesn’t know that I’m a fan of her works.

More of her works here, and you can get your copy of this zine here.




<CODE ERREUR> by Lomé 77
Edited by Super-structure

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Last Friday, I took a bus to Brussels. After four long hours, chatting with a friendly Senegalese man who sat next to me (he started the conversation with “Senegal is love peace and harmony”), I arrived at Salon Mirage – a three day edition/book/zine festival.

Mattie (now my husband since a few weeks ago <3) was invited for a group exhibition during the festival along with Quentin Chambry, Alexis Poline and Adrien Frégosi. All four of them live in different cities (Paris, Rennes, Angers, Sète), so they arrived in Brussels a week before the exhibition opening to produce all the works under the same roof.

Mattie didn’t send me any photos during the week of the production, and I didn’t really ask for them. Mattie’s last few exhibitions were with me, so I was looking forward to be surprised by what he would produce with other guys.

When I walked up to the gallery space which was a floor above the book fair, Senegalese man’s words on the bus came to my mind – “love peace and harmony!” A group exhibition could often be chaotic or divided, but instead, I found the show otherwise. Also, even though I know everyone’s work really well – especially Mattie, Quentin and Alexis’ works – their choice of collaborating made the works new and surprising.

Quentin painted these series with diluted ink off of a carbon paper.

Mattie made the base print using smeared offset printing ink, then together with Quentin and Alexis, they painted on top with ink and oil sticks.

Alexis usual giant canvases, but with unusual brush strokes and color combination. 

Drew by Quentin and colored by Alexis. One of my favorite pieces.

Mattie’s paper cut out series, which surprised me the most, using feather light papers and staples. They hung loosely by yarns, almost floating and beautifully backlit by the window behind them.

The book festival was equally great – cozy atmosphere, friendly people, admirable zines (I will share them in future posts), satisfying croque-monsieur served at the bar. You can check out the photos of the festival here (French).

It was a short trip, and we took the train back to Paris on Sunday. As we were walking to the train station, I would not stop talking about Belgium french fries and american filet (my must eats in Belgium) which we didn’t have time to eat and wished I had a few more hours in Brussels. Well, next time : )




Group exhibition at Salon Mirage (Brussels, Belgium)
Quentin ChambryAlexis PolineAdrien Frégosi, Mathieu Julien
15, 16, 17 September, 2017

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Mattie and I selected our favorite drawings from the tall drawing book we’ve made for our exhibition at Straat Galerie last year, scanned them, and put them together into a zine.

More info at Éditions Peinture.




Edited by Éditions Peinture

14.8 x 21 cm
96 pages

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Leaves from Kyoto, Japan.

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After our Korea trip, Mattie and I flew over to Tokyo. Looking back, we did and saw quite a bit without feeling rushed despite the fact that we were there for only six days. It was our very first visit to Japan, and everything was foreign and fascinating. I really mean ‘everything.’

As soon as we dropped off our luggages, I wanted to find a ramen restaurant which you order from a vending machine. I heard about this from a friend who lived in Japan for a short period. Turns out, this was the norm in Japan- you select from a vending machine, put in some money, grab the ticket, hand it to the person who is the cook and also the server, and be surprised by what he cooks up for you since you absolutely have no idea what you’ve selected at the vending machine. We were never disappointed ; )

Jimbocho, used-bookstore district

Out of thousands of fascinating things, i loved all the sampuru‘s displayed in front of every restaurants. The flying forks were the best of them all. If you have time, watch how they make sampuru, also amazing.


Tonkatsu, real food, ordered from a vending machine

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From Tokyo, we took a train to Kyoto. Never ever been on a train as comfortable, clean and spacious as this one. Also this is when I fell in love with a bento.

Also never been to a city this clean, sober and honest.

Fushimi Inari Taisha

While in Kyoto, we visited a few temples and shrines. We walked through thousands of bright orange gates at Fushimi Inari shrine to the top of the mountain. I mimicked the locals and clapped, bowed, prayed and rang bells in front of most of the shrines I passed. I think Mattie was more mesmerized by the craziness of Tokyo, while I liked the calm and slightly melancholy undertone of Kyoto and its temples.

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A view from Kiyomizu-dera

We missed the autumn leaf color in Korea because we arrive a week or two too late, and all the leaves have fallen off already. It is a beautiful site I remember seeing in Korea, and I wished Mattie would have seen it. But when we arrived in Japan which was significantly warmer than Korea, the leaves were in their brightest shades of oranges and yellows. The view from Kiyomizu-dera temple was especially special.

We sat at the top left window of this homey restaurant. Looking at this picture now, I wonder how we have looked from outside, sitting here, eating various small Japanese plates curiously.

Owakudani, volcanic valley in Hakone

From Kyoto, we stopped in Hakone before returning to Tokyo. A great thing about doing the least research as possible (even though it is difficult at times) before arriving somewhere is that everything you come across is unexpected and surprising, and this makes every findings ten folds more extraordinary. This view of massive smoke fuming out of sulphur vents was one of those moments. We then followed the other tourists and bought some black eggs, Kuro-tamago. The story goes, eating one egg will add seven years to your life, eating two will add 14. We also enjoyed a perfect view of Mount Fuji before we took a boat ride across a lake. After the boat ride, we ate our longevity black eggs. Mattie ate one. I ate three.

We started our Japan trip with ramen ordered from a vending machine, and we ended with the same. On our last evening in Tokyo, we came across this ramen bar by accident, which can feed maybe ten people at a time. I believe it was the best ramen house in the neighborhood by the length of the queue outside, and indeed the ramen was out of this world. Another great thing about not doing too much research about where to go nor where to eat while traveling is that things feel more like serendipity.

Then we were back in Paris. It has already been more than half a year since we got back. How time flies, how I miss being in a foreign place.

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It seems like it became a sort of a tradition to paint on wall after annual Fanzine Festival in Paris. Usually many friends out of Paris come to visit and have a stand at the festival, but only Frida made it this year and helped out at Éditions Peinture‘s stand. And the day after the festival, guess what, we went to a wall.





Afterwards, Frida, Gsulf and I walked back home along the Seine while the sun was setting.

Frida trying to catch the sun and failing.

And a bit of rock climbing adventures on the way.

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How long have I been gone. Embarrassingly too long. And longer I kept this place quiet, more difficult it was to come back. I wondered if I should start posting from old stories and try to catch up to most current? Or start from most recent story and move backwards? Well, I should stop thinking and let you know first where I am now, and the rest will follow in random order : )

I’m printing on tea towels right now. It’s something I wanted to do for quite some time. Quite some years to be honest. My first attempt to make tea towels was a tea towel painting series I’ve done a few years back. Those tea towels were closer to paintings as each piece was a unique piece. Afterwards, I wanted to make a series that is closer to being a simply tea towel, a product. Fast forward to now, I’m stamping on linen tea towels with fabric dye. More precisely, I made giant stamps and Mattie made a press surface with wood pieces for me and I stamp with my feet.

Dye is a very difficult medium for me. The color I see when mixed into liquid is different from when it is soaked into the fabric. Then there is  always another surprise when the fabric is washed, and usually an unpleasant one. It requires lots of tests, patient and time. I struggled with all three of them.

Two weeks into printing, testing, cursing and 75 failed tea towels later, I manage to make nine satisfying tea towels. These nine are not perfect in any ways, but I told myself while looking at those nine tea towels that if I can’t enjoy these ‘unpleasant’ surprises, I should not continue the project. So I decided, and here I am, continuing the project.

To add to a big mess I am already making in the house, Mattie started printing his zine using the same technique but on paper (if you’ve been following this blog for a while, you would know that our small flat is our home and our studio). First few days, we had no floor space as it was covered with Mattie’s prints.

After tiptoeing around for a few days, we installed drying lines across the living room, and at least we got our floor back : ) Then to top it all up, we also made prints on papers with the stamps I used on tea towels. The house is still a big mess, and it will be for some weeks. But I am happy my hands are more often dirty than clean these days.

I don’t have many photos documenting the process up till now, because the process hasn’t been all fun fun and I was quite buried under it. But I hope to share more with you soon and I can’t wait to show you the final tea towels and prints in a couple of weeks : )

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