Who am I? Daughter and 7th child of a Berber emigrant, I was born in the village of Grand Croix, on Holy Cross day.

Sign of Earth and Moon with Sun rising.

I have learnt a lot from life, from my work, that has led me to develop a very personal philosophy. Yet I still sought to understand, learn more, and even more...

......... Who am I........where do I come from..... where am I going...

My starting point was to retreat, to find solitude, and to search within myself, which led to the discovery of hidden treasures. I was rocked around by storms inside a bubble, blast waves hit my neurones, and once I came back down, I said: humankind is a foetus in the earth’s womb, damn humanity (full of anger). I pushed on alone, guided by my instinct, boosted by the energy we call faith.

My definition, my feeling, is a light that helps us see clearly in the dark. It’s a source of warmth, it feels good, like being in a mother’s womb. Once anger subsided, I sought harmony: a whole programme of learning about the alchemy of a lead tear (hence the expression ‘turning lead into gold), pure joy. My definition of harmony, my feeling: a shivering whisper of delight for the body, heart, mind and soul, like a loving caress; still such joy.

Painting, photography: bursting with spontaneity.... Mindful pleasure.....

I disconnect from this planet, to enter a different dimension..... A haven to escape the world of vampires in a society that is too industrial, too academic. I am a dreamer, I dare to dream to fuel my imagination, and enable my mind, ‘cosmic energy’, to soar, and that is where it finds fulfilment, purpose. I like to say that my folly is a source of flowing rejuvenation, which sparkles with excitement and glowing splendour; it’s where I like to quench my thirst.

What gives me a buzz is shamanism: (wonder), nature, the sun, the moon, a bonus on steroids.

The God I was taught about at school is not my friend.

I like partying, listening to good electro music. Music is like an elixir nourishing my dreams, pearls of sound full of vibrations which pour from the depths of the earth. The road is long to reach the universe of sounds.