
To my Mouny with the angels
since August 17, 2022
🕊 When the door of the eternal opens wide, it's time
The moment of a present that will last until the end of time
Without rupture or wound that mark the bodies until death
It's outdated, outdated, no longer counts
The tears of the living bead on skin torn with sadness as he or she flies away light and happy
Ring everywhere the bells of a brave goodbye without the will to hold back the most painful
Never mind the worst times since they vanish with the wind of happy memories
No matter the age of departure when the short or long life was bright
We tremble together from this appalling event, capsize our fragile boats and then regain balance thanks to you whom we love deeply
Oblivion will never be appropriate because it is absent from our hearts imbued with you, our dear flew
The sensations and visions shared throughout these years take up such a large place that absence cannot sit there
Grow again, live again, smile again while catching the subtle joys
Crying all the tears of our bodies of ice and melting the regrets in the burning sun of our hope to see them again
Peggy S December 17, 2022
To write what one dares not say. To sing and unleash the hidden side. To choose the written word to bear witness to one's experiences. Then, to take up the guitar wholeheartedly to share in the joys and the dramas.
I am a multifaceted girl who enjoys playing with writing, images, and sounds. Paths, colors, to evoke my emotions and share them with the stranger who may recognize themselves in them, find comfort in them.
I've been writing since I was a teenager. I invent stories while also inventing my life. The cities of gold of my childhood led me to Machu Picchu. With a kangaroo's leap, I landed in Australia at 20, alone and with only a few meager words of English at the time.
I traveled extensively, as much as the various jobs I held allowed. Sometimes you need superpowers to realize your dreams, to follow your intuition and your inner voice.
Musician, composer, director, under the pseudonym Miss Peg, chosen as a playful jab at the well-known Miss Piggy who has so long been associated with me, with all the "pigs" on my skin. I've explored my art and its production across several continents. Singing and dancing, my heart is tossed between a tender nostalgia for stories ending and the excitement of new adventures beginning. Melodies are everywhere: in the words jotted down in notebooks, in the chords played by chance, delicately tickling the ear, and also in my head, which spins and observes the world through its songs. Now it's your turn to write your story, perhaps the story of our future encounter, and to dare to take other paths that lead away from a life of despair, leading precisely to where utopia creates what we can call reality.

![]() CambodgeDes voyages qui libèrent | ![]() Orage et espoirVue sur la colère du ciel pour de grandes inspirations | ![]() Peggy et les dolmensLes pierres ont des histoires à raconter | ![]() Noirmoutier mon îleLà où j'ai posé mes valises | ![]() Festival Crusta'ScèneUn événement rêvé, rencontre d'artistes et d'artisanats réalisé à Noirmoutier | ![]() L'estacadeDe grandes perspectives |
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![]() Escalier vers l'éternitéEn direction de la grotte de Marie-Madeleine | ![]() Sur les maraisQuand le ciel est en feu, les oeillets restent de marbre | ![]() Pêcher des nuagesAllonger la terre pour toucher le ciel et la mer | ![]() Un singe à casquetteLa République Dominicaine réserve de curieuses rencontres | ![]() Lumière des forêtsRévélations sylvestres | ![]() Tous les chats dormentEt les souris alors ? |
![]() Lulu la libelluleIndex aéroport idéal | ![]() Oh Fuji sanHumilité | ![]() Sagesse millénaireBeauté japonaise | ![]() Calme et profondeurQuand faudra-t-il faire surface ? | ![]() Des grandes voitures à conduireUn président américain si O | ![]() Abbey Road StudiosMémorable finalisation de mon album Nearly or Never |
![]() Miracle à la citéQuand le béton s'allume |

IF I WERE...
A tree: Sakura (cherry tree)
A sound: Temple gong
A moment: Sunrise over the ocean
A souvenir: Sashimi platter
A delirium: WonderPiggy
A dance: Flower petals in the wind
A feeling: Just before a kiss
A rhythm: Heartbeat
An alien: Dragonfly
A taste: Iodine
An altitude: Above the clouds
A road: Winding path
A chord: F 7
One color: All



























