My newest drawing is inspired by shape shifting figures in mythology and folklore.Melusine; a spirit of the ocean, half woman and half fish. She is imprisoned by her metamorphosis and may only transf...
"I must be a mermaid... I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living." ~ Anais Nin.I apologise for such a long absence, sometimes it is difficult to overcome the swamps of sadn...
*I met a lady of the ocean, she spoke in an unknown tongue but I acquired her name; Marina. I couldn’t help but glance at her tail, however she did not have one for she was no mermaid. You may have h...
Keeper of the NestOwls are powerful and wise hunters. Many of them are nocturnal moon gazing birds but some are active during the twilight hours of dawn and dusk. The snowy owl is a guardian, she wat...
To celebrate my love’s twenty fourth summer, we journeyed to the wild and windswept moors in search of myth and magic. Following the meandering tarmac road that passed worn out urban landscapes, chin...
July ~Two foxes bathing in the sun warmed valley, white geese, aylesbury ducks gliding along a salt water lake, the family of swans at swanpool - all six cygnets flourishing, moorhens and their young...
My dear friend Amy and I braved the elements for the first gathering of the fae clans in the ancient kingdom of Dumnonia. The festival welcomed kin from all over the globe... Mermaids, pirates, elves...
June 6th :Stumbled upon two mute swans with their six juvenile cygnets. They were wandering on land, between sand and sea. The pen and cob acted as protective guardians, snapping at neighbouring duck...
At the end of March I put down a deposit and one month’s rent on a small but quaint art studio room situated in a three story building. The building itself is called The Old Bakery Studios, and there...
The story behind this painting derives from a childhood memory. The girl child sat upon the bear’s furry back is named Sugarplum (after a fairy I suppose), and the bear acts as a father to her after ...
Forest MaidenI dwell in the forestAmidst the oak, birch and ashBranches and roots intertwine at the hollow of a treeWhere a nuthatch drinks from a shallow pool of waterBeyond the enclosure of trees a...
Bluebell woods; a solitary mute swan guarding the placid lake overgrown with weeds, yellow brimstone butterflies, horses grazing in a field, animal runs, curling ferns and ivy, lavender and bluebells...
I have begun a new sketchbook project that is based on the myths and folklore of Cornwall. The wind has carried many tales and retellings of ancient history. I aim to visit standing stones, haunted c...
I call this place the wild wood, it is unruly and untamed. The trees sway and creak in the chill easterly breeze, the air is filled with strange voices, whisperings and foraging in the thicket. After...
Feral Creatures : ACEOs (inspired by the little people that haunt my dreams from time to time)Riding The Skies At Eventide : Watercolours and acrylics on A4 hot pressed watercolour paper.Hello dears....
Forever dreaming of the sea, it sings to me like a sirens song calling to Persephone. Hearken to the sound of music upon the wind, the sweet luring voices that will someday enchant a seafarers heart....
ACEOs & Faerie horns. ☾ http://www.thetanglewoodtales. com/ ☽
Spirited Away. Snail House. Three Rooks and the Hatchling.Dandelion. Four A6 miniature paintings, and two bookmarks.
There once was a witch from FrogpondA small village with labyrinthine roads and nothing moreAt the bottom of her garden was a weathered old shedEnshrouded in cobweb and shadows of the deadThe witch w...
In a forest far from urban dwellings and the enchantment of mortal contraptions, lived a faerie. Her name was Luna, and she was born under a lightning moon, on the fifth day of the eighth month.Luna ...
Winter’s veil unfurling.It was three o’clock on a brisk December afternoon and whilst out exploring and scouring the woods for earthly treasures, my muse stumbled upon the most enchanting place. Mist...
November 29th. This morning, I peered out of the windowpane and discovered a winter wonderland. The thunder gods awakened a blizzard during the early hours.The muted colours of autumn have faded and ...
If you would like to receive a Christmas card from me this year, please leave your address and I shall send you a flower fairy {with copious amounts of glitter of course!}.xx
Autumn Faerie.Archways of leaves, autumnal colours; burgundy, copper, ochre, gold, windswept barren fields, collecting pumpkins from a farm, sunshine and bitter winds, apple trees, fairs, hibernation...
She discovered a hagstone amidst a scattering of chestnuts. It made her think of the doorway into faerie. Perhaps this primeval stone was the key. She put the stone to her eye, saw nothing at first… ...
LEAFIT WAS A COLD AND MISTY MORNING IN THE FOREST...I had gone to sleep with the full moon peering through my open window, a dreamless night, ready to wake at dawn like every other morning. The house...
Carmilla, by J. Sheridan Le Fanu."I cannot call it a nightmare, for I was quite conscious of being asleep. But I was equally conscious of being in my room, and lying in bed, precisely as I actual...
Adventures in Wonderland.... As you walk through the first gate, you will glimpse lush summer fields and wildlife, a winding path that leads to nowhere, a clock tower and red brick walls with ivy cov...
"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token...
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