Christmas truffles

Despite this tropical heat, I couldn’t resist any longer to make some dark chocolate truffles…for it reminds me of Christmas with my family and my Swiss home.

Here is the most simple recipe:

300 gr of dark chocolate (70% cocoa)
300 ml of double cream
50 gr unsalted butter

Break the chocolate in a bowl.

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Put double cream and butter in a saucepan and heat gently until the butter melts.

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Remove from the heat and pour on the chocolate.

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Stir the mixture until smooth.

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Add some liqueur if you wish or separate in two batches and make one with liqueur and the other alcohol-free.

Let it rest in the fridge for 3-4 hours.

When the mixture is hardened, use a spoon to shape the truffles and finish them by rolling between your palms.

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Roll the end product in unsweetened cocoa powder and store it in the fridge!

Enjoy!
I will;)

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Observe

There is no art without observing. No learning either. Observing is an essential key for understanding and improving a skill. I am like a child…I look around (mainly on the net or in books) and find interesting subjects to observe. Then I model, I try, experiment…and go further…as the toddler does, when feeling more secure…

I picked a model from flowrsinherhair’s blog http://www.flowrsinherhair.co.za/ and decided to give it a go. This lovely girl looks nothing like hers, however I’m very happy with the end result!

What I learned through this exercise: Looking behind what I see, further than the lines or the character, to see all the colors that make such perfect blend… but not only! painting the soul is another pair of brush!!!
Beautiful learning!!

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morning darling

This morning, after waking up, I went in my studio. I wasn’t sure what to do, what to start or to continue…
so I sat in my bean bag. I paused for a moment. I just sat and felt this immense gratitude…

Grateful for being in this place, grateful for being able to learn and play and laugh freely, while listening to some KD Lang. How lovely…

(despite Leonard Cohen’s sombre lyrics)