• Vilaspasa is a French watercolor artist born in 1966 near the Puy de Dôme (France)
  • Coming from a family of printers, he was trained in web design during the early days of the Internet
  • He taught web design in various art schools in Paris (Ecole Estienne, IESA)
  • He develops web accessibility sites (for visually impaired users) for the nonprofit world
  • During the third journey to Santiago de Compostela, the artistic project American Watercolor takes shape in spirit
  • In 2020, he settles on a farm in the north of Ibiza (Spain) before the global pandemic
  • In contact with nature and the elements, he develops the intriguing project American Watercolor
  • Vilaspasa puzzles with his graphic choices, as evidenced by his watercolors of American cars on fire
  • So why paint the same subject obsessively?
  • The answer was revealed to him one night in June during a sacred ceremony where he consumed acacia, an entheogenic substance
  • Discover below what was revealed to him on this date and the following ones


  1. Thus, in the deep night of June 21, 2020
  2. On the north coast of Ibiza, in a cave at Caló de Mesa
  3. I drank from the cup, the Acacia Noctis, the thorn and its root, and saw divine visions
  4. The Poniente breeze blew over my eyelids, and they closed
  5. I saw a fiery storm, red and white, and in the midst, a fire
  6. The flame was a starry vehicle, illuminating the sky and its universe
  7. It approached me in a silent curve, and I trembled with fear
  8. The Serpent revealed itself for the first time, he was the knowledge of light
  9. Two wings enveloped him, and an undulating aura emanated from his body
  10. Then a young black woman appeared before me, the contrary stars on her heart
  11. She was the source of my soul, I heard her loving voice, she was called M


  1. Watercolorist, you have seen beyond the ephemeral, open your eyes
  2. Look at the book and show without revealing what you have hidden until now
  3. Contact those who have forgotten me and those who cannot see me
  4. For the first ones, the oaths of childhood have been devoured by the second matter
  5. The others are young shepherds who do not yet know the morning star
  6. They dwell in doubt and await a sign of water
  7. You will warn them, but few will desire to open their eyelids
  8. It is in dreams that your visions will be born
  9. And it is in the intuition of your consciousness that you will paint
  10. Let your right hand be guided by the spirit of your left hand
  11. Then the smoke from your paintings will sow images in the clouds


  1. During the night of the following month, I drank the cup of divine milk
  2. The vehicle appeared, and I trembled
  3. The Serpent spoke to me in a buzz of wings
  4. Artist, you are the painter of your inner visions
  5. When you will showcase your watercolors, they will burn for the seer
  6. By creating within the smoke, the one who sees will open their eyes
  7. The images will reveal themselves by a floating observation
  8. By disrupting what should be, another is uncovered
  9. Like a revelation, images have the power to open the eye completely
  10. As a discreet agent, this light insinuates itself towards the origin
  11. It restores sight to the one who desires to see the top seen from the bottom and the bottom seen from the top


  1. You will close your eyelids to see
  2. The water will lead you, you will paint her visions on damp paper
  3. It is the hand that shapes your painting, become spectator
  4. Gum arabic will be your medium, and the pigment a messenger
  5. The paper will be stretched on a board of applewood
  6. A brush made of white rabbit hair to disperse the ink and pigments
  7. You will calculate the prototype by dividing a line into extreme and average reason
  8. The prototype will be enlarged into a polyptych of 36 movable panels
  9. The polyptychs will be assembled and disassembled during your travels
  10. Place the entirety within a black acacia box with harmonious dimensions
  11. The opposing star engraved at the center and covered in red gold


  1. While I infused the root until its thorn
  2. I looked up and saw the Serpent on one of the pillars
  3. He spread his wings and carried me into a nocturnal vision
  4. The darkness has turned ethereal, the night of an iridescent green color
  5. Aquarellist, put away your brushes during the day, paint at night in solitude
  6. Never paint in the presence of a person, only a wise cat could come
  7. It’s a moment of intimacy and creation in the chamber
  8. Plunge into this nocturnal water like a rope into an open mouth
  9. Let the pigment invade you, become silica and dissolution
  10. To the opposed twins, to your right eye and your left eye, you shall say



  1. Beloved, M continued, take some paper and paint my visions
  2. Let a river of fire flow from your brush
  3. Let the smoke rise to the sky to form the clouds
  4. Let the silty water overflow from the flooded river
  5. May it invade the soluble dye and prevail
  6. A blurry mutation will grow under your gaze
  7. An eternal prayer for a revelation
  8. A powder projected into a wedding wine
  9. The transformation of death into morning
  10. An oil of myrrh spreads towards the flame
  11. It is through the darkness and its offerings that you will know its depth


  1. Wear black and purple linen with the opposite stars hanging on your heart
  2. For your pilgrim feet, wear leather sandals
  3. Let your hair grow to the shoulders and gather it at the highest point
  4. Journey, visit the cities, the 3 roses and their thorns
  5. Cross the celestial river, you will find the guides that will be sent to you
  6. You will show your watercolors in the eyes of all
  7. But only in the light on the first Wednesday of the month
  8. On that day, your watercolors will be exhibited in a consecrated place
  9. Light some candles, it’s a party with the world
  10. I heard a long trumpet three times, and my mind was swept away
  11. I arrived at Benirràs, where I stayed in the farmhouse that saw my re-birth


  1. In the tranquility of a garden planted with roses and carob trees
  2. I kept painting the prototypes after midnight
  3. The flower has been picked and the seed weighed
  4. Then a card appeared, it is neither numbered nor named
  5. This card opens and closes the doors of the Fate castle
  6. So I went down the double spiral staircase
  7. Those going up and those going down cross paths
  8. Without ever seeing each other in the encounter
  9. They produce effects through causes in accordance with the law
  10. The fragrance of the zephyr blew along the path
  11. I crossed the garden gate, the third year, on the day of Saint John


  1. Write in the languages I will give you, said M
  2. Master your language because it is your watercolors that speak
  3. Free your mind, for it is through your arms that I will guide you
  4. They will ask you for meaning and rationality
  5. And your response will be a question
  6. Do you see within the swirls of smoke?
  7. The one who sees will see themselves as a paranoid person
  8. And the one who does not see will consider themselves educated
  9. The experience of the image is a convergence at the top
  10. Seized by an invisible intuition, a clairvoyance
  11. It’s about illuminating the water through fire for those who wish to see


  1. You will recognize the pentacle and make it a symbol
  2. Opposing energies forge the spirit in incarnation
  3. The cosmos when you want it in a drop of water
  4. Earth and sky in one presence
  5. A sacred wheel, time by the star at its center
  6. 2 letters for the substance that will be dissolved
  7. Reversed in a revelation by the number
  8. It contains in the words a great truth
  9. It spins invisible in a circle of water
  10. It is a nocturnal dream, that of cyclical time
  11. An operation of the three times by the five directions


The original text above was written with a feather that the Serpent dropped during the first ceremony. It is translated by a robot into the other languages.

“ … I like clouds… passing clouds… over there … over there … the wonderful clouds! “ C. Baudelaire