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Yoann Lossel

@yoannlossel.bsky.social

Award-winning artist ⟡ Sculptor of memory, thresholds, and unfinished worlds. Creator of Labyrinth 🌀 www.yoannlossel.com/link

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Yoann Lossel@yoannlossel.bsky.social · 2w ago

Thank you ☀️ The map has folded shut. Copy after copy, it left toward walls in countries I've never been to. That was the point: a map is made to travel. Back to the quiet work now. Watercolour, gold, pressed petals. Something small, for those who opened their door. September, on your walls.

Two photos of a small watercolour painting on aged paper. A tower-city in soft blue-green rises inside a hand-gilded gold circle, with faint clock numerals around it. Three pressed flower petals, each marked with a tiny red dot, are set around the medallion, beside a red stamped seal. A fine brush rests on the paper.
Yoann Lossel@yoannlossel.bsky.social · 2w ago

Thank you ☀️ The map has folded shut. Copy after copy, it left toward walls in countries I've never been to. That was the point: a map is made to travel. Back to the quiet work now. Watercolour, gold, pressed petals. Something small, for those who opened their door. September, on your walls.

Two photos of a small watercolour painting on aged paper. A tower-city in soft blue-green rises inside a hand-gilded gold circle, with faint clock numerals around it. Three pressed flower petals, each marked with a tiny red dot, are set around the medallion, beside a red stamped seal. A fine brush rests on the paper.
Yoann Lossel@yoannlossel.bsky.social · last mo.

A map kept by one hand is a leash. So I won't keep this one. One year of work. A map of a world that won't hold still. They call the Tower the centre; I found none. Drawn at its foot, with my back to it. Made to move. 🧵

An artist stands in a warmly lit studio holding a large hand-drawn fantasy map. The map is richly detailed with intricate architecture, circular inset illustrations, and gold ornamental borders. Books, sketches, ink bottles, and drawing tools cover the worktable in the foreground, while the studio walls are filled with artwork and decorative objects. The image emphasizes the scale of the map and the handmade nature of the project.
Yoann Lossel@yoannlossel.bsky.social · 2mo ago

EN : Mercator leaves again. Where he goes, you decide. Poll is open on Patreon. FR : Mercator repart. Où il va, c'est vous qui choisissez. Le sondage est ouvert sur Patreon. www.patreon.com/posts/160921...

(LABYRINTH) We go back // On remonte | Yoann Lossel & Psyche Ophiuchus

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Yoann Lossel@yoannlossel.bsky.social · 2mo ago

Cartographer’s note 11: Cartographer maps what he's seen. Three places remain empty on this map. Not forgotten : unreachable. Some doors don't open until you're ready. I don't know if I'll ever be. Now, the gold.

Yoann Lossel@yoannlossel.bsky.social · 2mo ago

This world has a center on the maps. I don't know if that's a cartographer's habit or a fact. Eight directions on a compass rose. Each pointing to an era. None fixed. One leads home. — Cartographer's note 10

Yoann Lossel@yoannlossel.bsky.social · 2mo ago

Before the Labyrinth, I painted thresholds that smiled before closing. The Morrigan. She invites. White birds. Purple silk like blood. You walk toward the goddess, past the flowers. Later, you notice the red at your feet. A door identical to your dream. An exit that is a test.

Yoann Lossel@yoannlossel.bsky.social · 3mo ago

Before the Labyrinth, there was Diane. Hunter and hunted. Neither mortal. Condemned to replay the same scene forever. A world where the cycle has no moral. Only a rhythm. Diane - 2013

A circular medallion painting in graphite and gold leaf depicts a young archer, quiver on her back and bow at her side, leaning tenderly toward a white deer. Their faces almost touch: hunter and hunted in a gesture closer to recognition than pursuit. The ornate gold frame surrounding the medallion shows the same deer in motion, mid-leap, woven into foliage, arrows, and flowering vines. A second figure watches from the upper right corner, partially obscured. Small blue flowers and a gilded emblem are scattered across the composition. The palette moves from deep black borders to silvered grays at the center, with touches of pale blue and warm gold throughout.
Yoann Lossel@yoannlossel.bsky.social · 3mo ago

Before the Labyrinth, there was Thanatos. 2013. Graphite, gold leaf and hydrangea petals on Arches paper. Looking back at this piece now, I realize I was already circling the same threshold: the moment when identity loosens, when something crosses, and the masks no longer hold.

An Art Nouveau-inspired depiction of Thanatos, the Greek god of death, standing at the center of a dark symbolic composition. Gold dust falls from his hands while a skeletal horse collapses beneath him into ash and drifting petals. Surrounding panels depict funerary imagery, flames, moths, and celestial feminine figures. The artwork is rendered in graphite, gold leaf, and hydrangea petals on textured paper, blending mythological symbolism with themes of transformation, passage, and memory.
Yoann Lossel@yoannlossel.bsky.social · 4mo ago

Cartographer’s note: At first, I was just painting around the map. Trying to keep things contained. But the edges don’t hold. Each circle shifts the balance. Not enough to see it. Enough to feel it. The Labyrinth isn’t drawn. It reacts. How would you map something that refuses to stay still?

Yoann Lossel@yoannlossel.bsky.social · 3mo ago

Before the Labyrinth, there was Beowulf. Made in 2018 for Easton Press. Mixed media on Arches paper. I was already asking: Does the hero seek the legend, or is he called by it? I still don’t have an answer.

A dark, ornate illustration bordered by intricate copper-toned patterns resembling intertwined vines and mythic figures. At the center, a lone cloaked figure stands on a rocky outcrop beside a still body of water, holding a staff. A faint golden halo encircles their head, casting a soft glow. Across the water, a steep hill rises toward a large, isolated hall or temple, its silhouette sharp against a muted, gold-dusted sky. A pale, full moon hangs behind the structure, partially veiled by drifting textures of black and gold pigment. Small points of warm light flicker along the hillside, suggesting distant fires or dwellings. The overall palette is restrained—charcoal blacks, ash greys, and burnished gold—giving the scene a quiet, ancient, and dreamlike atmosphere. The composition feels still, yet tense, as if the landscape itself is watching the solitary figure.A dark, ornate illustration bordered by intricate copper-toned patterns resembling intertwined vines and mythic figures. At the center, a lone cloaked figure stands on a rocky outcrop beside a still body of water, holding a staff. A faint golden halo encircles their head, casting a soft glow. Across the water, a steep hill rises toward a large, isolated hall or temple, its silhouette sharp against a muted, gold-dusted sky. A pale, full moon hangs behind the structure, partially veiled by drifting textures of black and gold pigment. Small points of warm light flicker along the hillside, suggesting distant fires or dwellings. The overall palette is restrained—charcoal blacks, ash greys, and burnished gold—giving the scene a quiet, ancient, and dreamlike atmosphere. The composition feels still, yet tense, as if the landscape itself is watching the solitary figure.A dark, ornate illustration bordered by intricate copper-toned patterns resembling intertwined vines and mythic figures. At the center, a lone cloaked figure stands on a rocky outcrop beside a still body of water, holding a staff. A faint golden halo encircles their head, casting a soft glow. Across the water, a steep hill rises toward a large, isolated hall or temple, its silhouette sharp against a muted, gold-dusted sky. A pale, full moon hangs behind the structure, partially veiled by drifting textures of black and gold pigment. Small points of warm light flicker along the hillside, suggesting distant fires or dwellings. The overall palette is restrained—charcoal blacks, ash greys, and burnished gold—giving the scene a quiet, ancient, and dreamlike atmosphere. The composition feels still, yet tense, as if the landscape itself is watching the solitary figure.A dark, ornate illustration bordered by intricate copper-toned patterns resembling intertwined vines and mythic figures. At the center, a lone cloaked figure stands on a rocky outcrop beside a still body of water, holding a staff. A faint golden halo encircles their head, casting a soft glow. Across the water, a steep hill rises toward a large, isolated hall or temple, its silhouette sharp against a muted, gold-dusted sky. A pale, full moon hangs behind the structure, partially veiled by drifting textures of black and gold pigment. Small points of warm light flicker along the hillside, suggesting distant fires or dwellings. The overall palette is restrained—charcoal blacks, ash greys, and burnished gold—giving the scene a quiet, ancient, and dreamlike atmosphere. The composition feels still, yet tense, as if the landscape itself is watching the solitary figure.