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This site is not a screen.
It's a refuge.
A cycle, a breath, a respiration. Art of peace.
Canvases - space-time doors all around.

You're on the threshold of a rare universe.
A unique refuge with a singular, elegant spirit, but also a warm, welcoming meeting place. Sometimes, as now, Inès... she speaks of herself in the third person, to gain a little distance, _

She writes and composes her texts like a grown-up, with her heart and her mind.
Visual artist Inès Arab is an extension of her art.

If your heart is open, open the door.

Here, nothing is imposed. Everything is infused.
No scrolling. You let yourself be carried along, as if soothed.
Wish: [To dream without guilt, guided by the benevolence of the artist-author who watches over you].
We don't consume. We savor the beautiful and the useful. This is Art: true art that soothes, awakens and uplifts.
A gift to offer, to take away.
Artist Inès Arab has put all her heart into it, the Ariadne's thread of childhood, now.
We sit, we contemplate, we smile, we cry, we feel, we live, we leave, we don't forget.

We taste the world through light, images, shapes, words and colors. We eat with our eyes, nourishing our hearts, bodies and minds. Thank you to these beautiful images for existing, food from the Milky Way.
We take our time.
Take a break.
Contemplate the world passing before your eyes.
Let your thoughts travel.
Enjoy.

This Menu is not a drop-down menu.
It's an invitation for souls,
where we can sit for a moment,
and perhaps remember what matters.
Symbol(s) and Word(s)
This place without doors, without useless walls, has been fashioned to soothe those who seek
peace, beauty and inner harmony.
Faith. Strength. I breathe easier. The evil spell is broken.
"That's a given."
"Because we don't know what tomorrow is made of."
And maybe this day, shine but naturally, from the outside.
Feed on good food, good images, the essentials, the Eternal.

TheBroithers's... each element has been thought out alone, with patience, with faith, with the requirement to let each gesture, each artistic canvas, speak for itself. Peacemaker.
This place is the fruit of no team, no strategy.
"I've created my texts alone, accompanied by my expanding inner library from a very early age, until now, and hopefully in the future. That's why this act is rare, innocent, raw, like a good fruit, food, food without pesticides."

... adults have been children. There are still adults who don't forget the thread.
On the thread.

When will the world wake up and understand that in Art, there are, I think, real treasures that nourish... Some will understand and surround themselves with Art... true, without pesticides. Raw and innocent, to the core.

Advertising has understood this, worlds of images... but it's up to us to choose the images around us.
Art can do good.

Each simple detail was imagined, shaped and felt in silence, during a time of chosen solitude, pleasant thoughts, with the sole company of an inner force.
A hand. A heart. One faith.
This artist-author was not born into a world of algorithms.
She has lived through loneliness without becoming bitter or resentful.
She has kept her kindness.
She has lived through seasons without noise,
and yet she has retained this strength:
the desire to help, to build, to nourish the soul. To others. To be a bridge of peace, and one day to leave this place in peace.
She loved in silence,
and gave her body with faith.
There was a purity in her gestures
that even the years have not undone.

This place, a showcase site, is a first reading.
A posed space.
A raised tablecloth.
A free, untouchable park. Good rest, good laughter, good thought (but not too much).
Not designed to impress, but to nourish. We feed our bodies, often through our mouths, but sometimes we forget to feed our minds (our inner selves) through our senses, through our eyes. Abstract images... messages... bridges of freedom. Reminders. Peace.
Surround yourself with rare art, and you've already found what others are looking for.

Precious paintings, eternal meals, secret space-time bridges at their just... and humble value.
Peace, resilience. Beauty
But above all, a gesture:
a gesture without calculation and a gesture using the golden ratio,
offered to those who still know how to look,
and take an hour for themselves.

À la carte
A new journey, a new setting,
Inès Arab welcomes you with sincerity.
She cultivates her nuance, her difference and even, discreetly, works on her humility, making it a French brand.

She surprises us by awakening forgotten currents,
taking us to unexplored inner and outer lands.

Art that motivates.
At the edge of this sensitive world,
she travels or flies away
to creative lands,
an infinitely expanding inner library,
where each work is a living door. An inner summons, a call, a welcome.

Here, each canvas is a dish of strength and kindness.
You'll taste childhood perfumes, bursts of innocence, collages, pieces of fabric, tasty compositions, serious, flâne-precious, fine essences giving a unique, haute couture feel.
Accessible-Inaccessible-Accessible.
À la carte, all her sensibility is written in the materials,
in the light, in the silence, her universe that she shares with you at last.

Respectful paintings, but freedom never far away, like a wild child whose innocence we forgive. Rare, we exist.

Workshop working with care,
respecting the environment, people and places.
She doesn't calculate to the thousandth the touch of orange, blue or green. Instead, she works with
the ruler and her friend the golden ratio sometimes... Fibonacci,
It's gastronomy of the heart, Ariadne's thread, clinging to the desire for the good, the well, the beautiful, until one's last breath.
"We are all unique and carry TheBroithers's within us.
"A decisive pass to happiness."
As she tells it with conviction: orally, in her writings to those near and far, and through her book.

But to really taste it, you have to leave your habits on the doorstep.
You have to have an open heart.
Dare to open up.
To be ready to feel.
To let go of the noise. To savor the music of silence.
To tune in to what's essential.

Inès Arab,
is a rare voice. An artist who seeks neither to seduce nor to please, but to speak the truth, with gentleness, exacting standards and light. She cultivates nuance as an art.

She stands where few dare to stay:
on the edge of silence,
listening to the inner world, on the edge of mystery.
Solitude has forged her, and like the turtle, a dragon-phoenix, she awakens. In the Belle countryside, dreams overflow reality.

From the legend of Mulan, she carries the discreet fire that doesn't burn to please, but illuminates to last. Her work follows no current, for she creates one: Founder of the invented word TheBroithers's.
Inès is a sister of humanity, a woman, a creature, an almost forgotten link... Reminder :
yet present since the origins, rupestral and before... Atmosphere... she gave it a name: current, menu: the Déjà-vuism®.

She invents her own markers, her own gestures, her own words. She creates a square that she offers to herself, and in turn, wholeheartedly, to the world.

In this way, she advises and encourages others to think out of the box and awaken their senses.
She doesn't follow trends, she survives them. She could have been friends with ..., but she understands Coco Chanel, that poor orphan girl who had a dream, Basquiat, Soulages, Da Vinci, Walt Disney, R. L. Stine, Stephen King, Pamela L. Travers, Gaston Chaissac, Nicolas de Staël (also born on a January 5th like her), Laurent Herschbach's patience, and all the other people secretly inscribed in her heart.

TheBroithers's has been a French brand since 2023, a symbol of fraternity, sorority, poetry,
of rare, racy, pleasing elegance, a hymn to peace.
In the face of solitude (chosen or not), persecution, injustice, injury, pollution (of air, water, spirits, bonds), it rises up. It's a hand of tranquility extended to sensitive souls, to dreamers on their feet, to those who still know how to listen to the rustle of an ancient river, to birdsong, and to surround themselves with more than beauty...       

remember that art can warm,
comfort, awaken. Smell the original flavor of real life.

"When you drink from the river of silence, only then will you sing." (Phrase written by my colleague, because being comfortable in my skin, straight in my boots, I quote the author when it doesn't come from me) "When you drink from the river of silence, only then will you sing."

(Written by that fellow, creature drawn by the universe, human, born on Earth in Lebanon, the poet
Khalil Gibran from The Prophet... whose poem is also inscribed on the tombstone of a human
Heath Ledger).
 

Answer
Inès Arab doesn't impose.
She doesn't know how to lie badly, but she knows and tries to protect the good.
She radiates sweetness-true.
And it's clarified-true ... which makes her

unforgettable.

Savor with grace... (and gentle expansion)

Text by Inès Arab, because even with little to start with to create TheBroithers's like Gabrielle Coco Chanel and Walt Disney and other artists (true)..., we always find a way to roll up our sleeves like the legend of Mulan, Madame Erin Gruwell(Write to exist), Erin Brockovich etc., to protect the truth and lighten people's hearts, our own. Don't lie to them, and let them know the truth about who did what.

People's hearts are the most beautiful of cameras. Silent, untouchable, sharp. Greedy. And to make this day count...

Freedom
 

Savor with grace... (and gentle expansion)