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Buy it here ThomasDodd.com/Store “What fools these mortals be…” / All hail the Queen of the Fae…..
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Watercolor on watercolor board, original sold. I’m honored and happy to announce that Imber has selected this image for the Pay It Forward group. This is what Imber wrote: ” “I wish I could have painted it!!!!!!!!!! She is so talented!!!!!! All those explanation marks made me laugh – its so nice to be appreciated now and then, isnt it? Thank you, Imber! Im a sinsere when I write that this was a great surprise and really made my day, and week. Everybody, click on the link and check out Imber’s beautiful imagery!!! Rhiannon is a Welsh goddess known by many names and in many manifestations, associated with light, summer, warmth, abundance, white horses, and birds to name a few. She has many faces and turns up again and again in the great mythic cycles for she is the primal force of nature and life itself. One of her better known manifestations left the realm of Fairie and her marriage celebration with a god in order to elope and wed a mortal. For this she was banished from the fairie dimension, lost immortality, and most of her powers. Still, Rhiannon maintained some relationships with the Fae,small birds, and wild creatures. If you’ve read the Mabinogion, you know she kept herself focused and centered during the many dark years that followed,never abandoning hope. The shadows in the painting are included because as we live, we acquire knowledge of what dwells within those shadows. Like the fairies, shadows may appear to be one thing and later prove quite another. Passing through dark forests in life sometimes leaves us bitter or unteathered spiritually, we might feel aimless, frustrated, or angry. Holding sacred the inner heart light enables us to take both the bitter and sweet of our existance and expand inner vision by seeing beyond our immidiate needs and sensations. Life can and will still hurt, very much so at times, but rather than destroy us the experience can prove transformative. The white dove is sacred in many spiritual traditions, and is included because she’s also associated with Rhiannon (and Aphrodite). Behind it burns the inner fire of Rhiannon’s being. Text and image copyright Helena Nelson -Reed
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This dreamy glade in Pisgah National Forest, North Carolina, gave me the feeling of being in two worlds at once – the “normal” world we live in and also a world filled with faeries, gnomes and is that a troll hiding in the forest?? I added the Orton effect with PhotoShop to give it an even more dream-like quality and enhanced the colors. This was taken in the early morning hours just after the sun rose. Featured in the Your Magic Place Group – 2009! Featured in The Woman Photographer – June, 2009! Featured in All Countries~Wetlands, Ponds, Lakes and Rivers, June 26, 2009!
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I AM HONORED AND WANT TO EXPRESS MY GRATITUE TO ARTIST AND MUSICIAN DONALD DEAN FOR SELECTING THIS PAINTING AS HIS PAY IT FORWARD CHOICE. TAHNK YOU SO MUCH, DONALD. YOU ARE A TALENTED ARTIST IN YOUR OWN RIGHT AND A SWEETHEART TOO! HERE’S WHAT DONALD WROTE ABOUT THIS IMAGE” / “Its asking a huge amount to nominate just one artist amongst all the fantastic work on the bubble, but in order to perpetuate the group you need nominations. If I have to pick one artist who i find inspiring it would have to be Helena nelson-Reed. Now there is the even more difficulte task of nominating just one work amongst all her magic. Well,l let me tell you I’ve been back and forth through all her paintings on bubble several times and i choose The Hollow Hills. The imagry and delicays are mesmorising. Every time you view this piece you get something different from it and her explination just adds. I find with all her work a deep spirituality that comes through the painting and without knowing it invades your soul but also her warmth of character i believe shines through her work and for me after a difficult decision this painting captures all of those qualitys. I cannot express enough just how much her work moves me i think it comes down to the fact that not only does Helena create magical images she infuses the work with such an underlying philosphy that you cannot but be moved by her work.” Celts believed (and many still do) that earth is alive, intersected by a web of energy currents, or ley lines. The concept is similar, but not identical to the Chinese tradition of feng shui. Shorelines, hilltops, groves, wells, springs, and burial mounds (cairns) were believed to serve as points of entry into the fairie world. On certain dates the portals are either wide open or entered easily when the traveler used the correct incantation or ritual gesture. During Samhain veils between dimensions were thought especially thin, a time when spirits and ghosts may entered our world with ease. Samhain was a ritual period when one’s dead were honored and restless souls placated. Depending on the community, it could be a time for casting fortunes and auguring. Sensible folk stayed indoors close by the fire, for strange mischief was afoot and mysterious energies rode the winds. For mortals, crossing dimensions wasn’t without danger. The risk included not returning to one’s original place in time and geography with body, mind and soul still intact. Many entered faerie and never returned. Others returned but lost their minds along the way. Examples of some mythic imagery and personal symbolism follow. On the left side, is a faerie hill, the entry to Faerie. The woman represents the intuitive self, or soul, and the hill is the unknown. The entrance is luminous and beckons in the dark. At night the wilderness can be mysterious and frightening, it’s easy to get lost. Setting out to find a Hollow Hill and doing so with only stars lighting the way infers the traveler is serious about his/her quest, and is brave (or foolhardy) enough to take risks. Birch is a word descended from a Sanskrit and Indo-European word meaning “bright” and “shining”. Some state it’s directly derived from an Anglo-Saxon term meaning “to protect or shelter.” For this reason birch trees protect and disguise the entrance. Their bark is shining in the night, indicating no ill will befall the pure of heart who enter here, but to survive and avoid being lost the traveler must stay focused upon her goal, just as she will this distant light in the darkness. She might detour or tarry along the way, but it’s frightening, difficult journey that purifies and strengthens the spirit, not the destination or Fairie itself. We can’t reach The Hollow Hill without first undergoing The Quest. Text and Image copyright Helena Nelson – Reed
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The Butterfly Painter / The lifespan of a butterfly ranges between a few days, weeks or certain species can live a year or two. / In the fairy kingdom of Alhambra, the job of The Butterfly painter is to ensure however short the lifespan / of their winged fairy cousins…..it is a life is spent in awe inspiring beauty Available as a framed print, canvas, mounted print and card. / Image and concept copyright © 2009 Shanina Conway. / Copying and displaying or redistribution of this image without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited The talented PJ Ryan / wrote this exquisite poem about the Butterfly Painter The Finest Brush / by PJ Ryan I painted his wings / intricate sins of colour and love / yesterdays above; the places we flew / I always knew that you were forever / leaving / that’s the risk of love isn’t it? Your guilded edges were pathways for me / enlightened / enticing / you; shimmering like a sunshine kiss / it’s all I know i’ll miss / enough to fly away. In my hands falling fragile / I was born tame and tactile / you have changed; my eyes different / for a moment we’ll be flying / our life cycle; squared and dying / and what a gift it is. The Finest Brush © PJ Ryan / / Thank you to Ida Mary Walker for playing the part of the beautiful Butterfly Painter.
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Airbrushed and mixed media My Work Was Featured In Fantasy Art / (Thanks Everyone) Read the Collaboration of Written Work by Tony Hedger Part 2 of 2 / The way to get there is many in choice, / But a good first step is the inner voice. / By air, or water, by earth or fire, / Fairyland is your hearts desire. There you are free, all you can be, / And everything is real. / You could sit for a while, / Upon a sundial, / And chase the rays of the light, / You could float on the air, / Without any care, / Or fly with butterfly wings. / Buzz with the bees, and fly through the trees, / Float down with the falling leaves. You could go on a boat, / Through sparkling waters, / Made out of the shell of a tortoise. / Sit in the ring where the fairies all sing, / Drink, dance, fairy fling. / Diddle on the fiddle, play fairy in the middle, / Sparkle, shine, drink buttercup wine. / T’is close, you must believe, / Just follow the voice from within. Excerpt from poem, To Journey to Fairyland / By Joannda Riche Created in Photoshop, hand created images and mixed media. Most Popular Purchases of This Image / Mounted Prints / Greeting Cards For Part 1 in the Series Click Here You can contact Carrie at: carrie@carrieglennstudios.com and please visit Carrie Glenn Studios /
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The Loss describes the fact that we all lost something, then we feel so lonely. It can be something or someone that made of us what we are, that made that we felt alive. / But finally all those events that hurt us so much built us, make us stronger and give us something in addition, something that will make us special! We only notice that (for those who notice it) a very long time later… In this creation this loss is reprensentated by the snail’s cockle, like if before she was in it, this was on her back, just like when a snail leave it. / But look at her back, ya see what she got in return? Wings. / The tree branches on her head symbolize her thoughts, so deeply rooted in her mind that she cannot see the good days and hope that are coming to her! This represents our blocked thoughts, when we feel so bad that we cannot help from having dark and depressive thoughts. / She also has elvish ears, the magicks she cannot see yet! So this creation is for those who actually feel bad, who have felt bad, who will feel bad. . Yet sold two posters of this creation. My gallery is Copyright © Wandering Soul. All rights reserved. / All the materials contained in my gallery may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my written permission. My images do not belong to the public domain. / Please read the Etiquette Policy and respect it! / Modifying, tubing, cropping, using it for letters or stationeries, layouts, backgrounds, stock, copyrighting, stealing my work is not only against the law but unethical. / Altaring or using without express written permission is stealing. View More ART here!
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Colour pencil
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Greeting card here: / More Fairies
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My favourite season..
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A child of the sea, without a soul and forever a child/fish. I am curious about the ocean, about the human connection with the sea through evolution. All these dreams, myths and faerytales hint at something much more deeper. / When I swim in the ocean there is a hypnotic silence that complements the raw, wild power of the wind and water. / Although my heart beats rapidly I feel the silence and it’s familiar calming. Despite a gentle yet insistent reminder from my lungs that I need to breathe air, I feel the pull of the ocean. *I’m experimenting with backgrounds, I’m starting to feel I should move forward with my pencil drawings, imbue some emotion with colour/fabric/textute etc. Any sugguestions would be welcome.
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Whoever said faeries don’t exist, must he himself seize to exist.
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MY ZODIAC SERIES / / / /
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12×18 pastel on Wallis sanded paper RED BUBBLE FEATURED ART ON MAY 4TH, 2009 This is the third of an Elemental Wind series. The West Wind is the Wind of Autumn, wisdom and age. It is the wind we turn to in quiet contemplation that tells us the secrets of wisdom. Turn to the West and smell the faint scent of fallen leaves. Let the Spirit of the West Wind guide you into your inner-knowing. Also from the series: /
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All work in this portfolio is © Stephanie Rachel Seely. / These materials (images and poems) may NOT be edited, copied, reproduced, printed, distributed, displayed, performed, or used in any way, in whole or in part, without my written permission. Please respect copyright and do not save or upload any images or poems to Photobucket, Flickr, Myspace, Facebook etc. These creative materials are NOT public domain. This work was featured in Rain Drops, The Love of Eerie and Enchanting Artwork, Sold! and Music Inspired Art This work was featured on the Homepage. Twice :D “Anyone who says that sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain”. This pretty much sums up how I feel about it! / 100% Photoshop This tutorial was a big help! Inspired by Summer Rain by ATB Fairy brush from Obsidian Dawn. Info for Sold! Group / Sold a small canvas print to an RB member. A follow-up to this piece can be seen here
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Photograph “to see a video of Israel Kamakawiwo’Ole” CLICK This is a photograph I took of my youngest daughter. When my daughters were younger, we used to tell Faery stories at bed time and take turns adding to the story. The stories were very long and often times they would be very revealing, these were happy memories for us so…….. I wanted to capture what one of those characters might have looked like, she was a Tree Faery and her hair was a birds nest, egg included.
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This is a shot taken in Spring of the bluebells that carpet the floor of the Weald. I remember playing In and Out the Dusty Bluebells as a child at school. I wonder if it is still played anywhere today? In and out the dusty bluebells: All but one of the children stand in a circle, hold hands, and then lift them up into arches. The remaining child weaves in and out of the arches to the tune of In and out the dusty bluebells, In and out the dusty bluebells, In and out the dusty bluebells, Who shall be my partner? The child then stops and stands behind one of the other children in the circle. While they all sing the chorus, the child behind taps on the child’s shoulder in front. Tippy tippy tappy on your shoulder, Tippy tippy tappy on your shoulder. Tippy Tippy tappy on your shoulder, You shall be my partner. The child behind then gets hold of the second child’s waist, and they weave through the arches together, with the remaining children cloing up the circle. Thetwo then pick a third child at the chorus, and so on, with the line getting longer and longer until the last two in the circle foorma an arch, one gets chosen as the last partner and the last child starts a new game in the middle. How simple life was then.
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Watercolor and pencil on drawing paper. “My people are the Tuatha de Danann, and I’m the lover of handsome Caoimhin, he of the long, curling locks. Bored with those around me, I fell for this wild man. Driven from my land of Fianna for wanton behavior he was immoral even by our lax faery mores, but when he held in his arms, I cared not. And so I left the fairy dimension, accompanying him to the human world. We made love and laughed by the sea without cares until one day the magical wave sent by my father, Manannan Mac Lir swept me from mortal shores. I’d fallen asleep and was napping on the warm sand and pebbles of Glendore Bay in fair County Cork, when it caught me unaware. Trapped in its swift undertow I was returned to Fianna. For such and more I’m now a goddess of the otherworld, afterlife, and physical beauty, a goddess of the sea, often called the ruler of the waves. Fairy humor! For who knows better than I the sea’s great strength, the myriad hidden paths meandering beneath the western oceans, and that there is indeed life after life after life? From my lover I learned the deception of fair appearances, a graceful wave’s hidden power, ways of crossing one realm to another and back unseen. While forbidden to leave Fianna ever again, there are secret ways by which I travel to the earthly dimension, my still body lying as if asleep while spirit flies abroad. Often I don the guise of sea bird or shapely earth woman accompanied by three brightly feathered birds. These magical little creatures are always with me, and I feed them apples plucked from the World Tree that grows in the Otherworld. Their sweet singing charms the ailing to sleep, and waves of healing wash away pain and sickness while they dream”. Text and Image copyright 2007 Helena Nelson -Reed. Please don’t use any part or form without written permission.
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Autumnal colours deep in the woods are picked out by the late sunlight. I’m sure little eyes are watching as I take the shot. Harrow Weald Common, Middlesex.
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The Green Fairy ( La Fee Verte) The source of artistic inspiration and enlightenment to the likes of Picasso, Oscar Wilde, Lautrec, Crowley, Van Gogh and Poe. Available as a Card The Green Fairy is now available in Print and Poster size, click art work to see more detail
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The complete and real title is : “Poupée – InnerSelf”. I asked to myself : Stars… They bright the sky, our eyes, our mind & soul. They are inside of us. We always look for them, for these glimpses of lights and happiness. / Do we really know ourselves? / Do we realize that we have all of this inside of us? / What are we in fact? / As we don’t really look in the correct place, we don’t really know ourselves i decided to ‘almost’ delete the face. My gallery is Copyright © Wandering Soul. All rights reserved. / All the materials contained in my gallery may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my written permission. My images do not belong to the public domain. / Please read the Etiquette Policy and respect it! / Modifying, tubing, cropping, using it for letters or stationeries, layouts, backgrounds, stock, copyrighting, stealing my work is not only against the law but unethical. / Altaring or using without express written permission is stealing. View More ART here!
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“The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation.” / Hermann Hesse See this image in my Díptico: / Original pic: /
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Inspired from ‘The Visit’ a song by Loreena McKennitt. / I began to make this creation and i was singing her songs… My gallery is Copyright © Wandering Soul. All rights reserved. / All the materials contained in my gallery may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my written permission. My images do not belong to the public domain. / Please read the Etiquette Policy and respect it! / Modifying, tubing, cropping, using it for letters or stationeries, layouts, backgrounds, stock, copyrighting, stealing my work is not only against the law but unethical. / Altaring or using without express written permission is stealing. View More ART here!
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The Grass Really Is Greener…. 20×24 Mixed Media “The difference between the impossible and the possible lies in a person’s determination.” – Tommy Lasorda Featured in First Things / (Thanks Everyone!) Featured in Don’t Fence Me In / (Thanks Heather and Lisa) Featured In Live, Love, Dream / (Thanks Bamgirl) Featured in Dream & Fantasy / (Thanks Ana & Hal) Featured in Core [C.O.R.E] / (Thanks theyellowfury & Ushna ) Winner of the Today’s Best award, June 24th, 2008, at Zazzle / You can contact Carrie at: carrie@carrieglennstudios.com and please visit Carrie Glenn Studios /
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