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went to the Brecon Beacons in South Wales at the weekend and photographed these beautifull, mystical trees coverd in moss and lichen. They inspired me to do a bit of artwork :-) Doorway comes from St. Konan’s Kirk, Loch Awe,Scotland
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
A montage of my photographs, the traditional Scottish Croft was photographed on the magical Isle of Ulva, Scotland and the woods were photographed on a misty morning in July on the Isle of Mull, Scotland.
Read all about this character and all the rest of the “Lighter Side of Dark’ gang in the new series by Paul Rees-Jones and Shannon Rene’ Justice! Available for purchase online! Now you can purchase this design on a variety of new products including tote bags, cards, ties and even postage stamps! Check it out here! The Reaper by Paul Rees-Jones This is about the Reaper family, / A serious bunch, never too silly. Well, in truth, it’s about one, / One who reaps with a bit of fun. The youngest in the Reaper clan, / Quite a smart, little dead man. He brought a group of playful kids, / To the yard, oh yes he did. And why, you ask, would he save? / Just release them from their graves? When you are a Reaper Grim, / The days are long and awful dim. But to this small little reaper, / Loneliness ran a little deeper. So he made his friendly ghouls, / By breaking about 20 rules. But it’s worth it when the day is done, / Cause this lil Reaper finally has fun!
I have always loved ruined and bare country chapels where the outside elements seem to be brought in through the windows and shafts of light. To me, the deep greenwood and forests are nature’s chapels,which can bring you closer to the divine than any grand,gold guilded cathedreal. For me there is no seperation between the divine and the natural world around us…..and I have found peace and harmony many times amongst the sacred Celtic springs and ancient trees in forgotten corners of this country. This image was particularly inspired by the small holy wells of South West Cornwall, where even to this day poeple leave offerings and gifts to the water elements and the old Gods.
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
Mordron Is the Welsh Mother Goddess. / Our earth, we need to came to fundamentals. / We must remember where we come from. I used many fractals here. I wanted to depict the “unreal” part of this world representated by Her Mother. / Tool of the trade is Paint Shop Pro. / One photo of the model, then about 40 layers of fractals. arf arf… i cut and pasted a lot, above all to make the details of the dress. If you look closely you’ll also find a dandelion over the dress ;) I usually embedded the layers using various blend mode, my faves are soft light, hard light & overlay! / The bg is also made using various fractals, merged together thanx to blending ;) —-—-—-—-—-— 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!
Hecate is the Greek goddess of witchcraft, childbirth and the crossroads. She has power over skies, earth and sea, which I wanted to show through each one of the three figures. The central one carries several symbols attributed to the goddess: the pomegranates in her hair remind us of the legend of Persephone, in which she plays an important role; while she hides her right eye behind her hand, the eye still shows through the fingers, meaning that she’s got the “vision”, or the capacity of seeing the past, present and future. The moon under her right breast denotes that Hecate is a moon goddess, and that she protects the women in labor and their offspring – the moon is associated to the motherhood. The black dog is one of her companions. watercolor and pencil on illustration board / 20×15
Inspired like a lot of my work, by the book The Secret Garden. I am facinated by / the notion of secret doors which may lead to magical experiences or new adventures.
STARS “While we / Know they are / Enormous suns, / Gold lashing / Fire-oceans, / Seas of heavy / Silver flame, They look as / Though they could / Be swept / Down, and heaped, / Cold crystal / Sparks, in one / Cupped palm.” Valerie Worth
Inspired by the beautifull song of the same name by Enya. Several of my own photographs merged together in photoshop CS2.
Watercolor and pencil on illustration board, / 10×8 / 2009 Model: Adhara Batul One of the Greek myths I adore the most, for its incredible strength, poetry and significance, is the myth of Persephone. In Greek mythology, Persephone was the goddess of the underworld and of the Spring growth. Daughter of Demeter, goddess of the harvest, she was abducted by Hades and taken to the land of the dead. By a determination of the Fates, she was forced to stay for two seasons each year after eating pomegranates seeds, thus becoming consort of Hades and queen of the underworld. This time I opted by depicting her sorrow and solitude after having the seeds, although there’s quite an air of resignation with her destiny.
Lady of the Wildwood portrays the second, mother aspect of the Great mother (virgin, mother, crone) and is based on ancient Celtic myth and spirituality. When creating her I incorporated an alchemical formula for gold (wholeness and balance), a form of blessing on anyone who studies the image and the places where she hangs. Most of the elements represent images of alchemical symbols used during the early Dark Ages. Her consort is the Stag King, another painitng on my Red Bubble page. Here’s a portion of the material I’ve written about her: “I am the feminine spirit of the wildwood; past, present, and future. I sprout the fertile acorn, guard the pregnant doe heavy with fawn, and personify life energy emanating from the primordial forest itself. Withing my womb you see the Royal Child, my future dancing baby. We represent a visual doorway opening into the circle: embrace the poetry of my closed system in which all is connected, the great web of creation is my being. Nothing is simply a thing; all has life and properties of its own. Beware; don’t make the mistake of assuming this doesn’t exist. Think of the pentagram and its five points: the elements of earth, water, fire, air and the fifth essence, ether (the quint – essence); life quality made by a sentient, universal creative force. Pale and luminous against deep forest shadows, I am light itself, ruling the kingdoms of nature. My heart glows with life, rosy with health. Within the shadows are my creatures, my beloved hares and deer, birds and salamanders, all composed of graceful, vine – like patterns. This represents their wild environment and interconnectedness. You can understand me on many levels, all true, for I represent Queen of Fairy, the feminine energy of the wild and untamed wood. The Lord of the Wildwood, masculine energy perfected and personified, is my consort. I am the goddess in her guise as Earth Mother and protect the feral and freeborn. I am metaphor and allegory for certain truths, yet just as easily convey a personal meaning only you understand”. Text and image copyright Helena Nelson-Reed. Please don’t use without written permission.
After too many millennia without Her, She is finally rising into our consciousness again… I borrowed this wonderful image from Mark Peterson and added a number of Apophysis layers to it. If you like what you see here please go and check out the rest of his great work.
SAMHAIN / Entry for The Spirit Walks contest / (Halloween , All Hallows Eve, All Souls Night) Celtic New Year / Beginning of Winter Festival of the Dead,ruled by the Crone aspect of the Goddess. Now in her wise woman aspect she returns to the underworld with the energies of the earth to rest and digest the years growth and lessons.The nights grow longer in the dark grip of winter untill the Sun is re-born at Yule (Winter Solstice) and the Goddess will return re-newed and virginal at Imbolc (Feb 2nd)
Read all about this character and all the rest of the “Lighter Side of Dark’ gang in the new series by Paul Rees-Jones and Shannon Rene’ Justice! Available for purchase online! Skelly Puppy by Paul Rees Jones There is a boy whose life is quite tough, / He works for his dad and its never enough. He works alone almost everyday, / Well not alone, cause his Puppy won’t stay. A lovely pup, always trying to please, / A pup who luckily never gets fleas. So faithful and loyal to that Reaper, / His master, his friend and keeper. A dog is man’s best friend, / But also a boy’s to the end. And Skelly Puppy never has to get fed, / Afterall he’s already dead.
Special Closeout Sale – Large (30×22.5) Gallery-wrapped canvas / $149.99 / Buy it here ThomasDodd.com/Store One of my few images of a MALE God form… Bacchus represents revelry, drunkeness, poetic intoxication and lust. We all need a bit of his madness in our souls – but not TOO much! / (This manipulation is of a self portrait by flickr user “teenage jesus”) / original photo link / / Available as a Poster!
this is a commission I received from someone who wanted a Stonehenge picture without anyone in it… / here’s the result. Hope it’s alright… / So everyone is aware – this is a photomanipulation – not an actual photo that I took…. / I manipulated sky, grass, clouds, colors…. :) to give it a fantasy feel… Peace, Claudia
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!
Lainers the Happy Lil Dead Girl by Paul Rees-Jones She floats around the light, / That shining orb so bright. She knows its ringing call, / But doesn’t want it at all. Skin so white, cheeks pink and red, / Content in being the living dead. Her friends are cold, just like her, / Living and playing, just like they were. And oh the joy of pranks and scares, / To those who trespass without cares. Moaning and groaning like a ghost, / Is something she like the most. Flying free, spinning in a whirl, / Lainers the happy lil dead girl.
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Colored Pencil, original available / GODDESS OF SMALL THINGS Who cares for all beings, including the plain, non – descript, or annoying creatures everyone else ignores, drives away, or attempts to destroy? I think there needs to be a special goddess dedicated to this purpose alone. She will be the goddess who inspires us to notice the quiet child in a classroom, to acknowledge and respect the shy or awkward person nobody else bothers with. Those who honor this goddess will be recognized by random acts of kindness and senseless gestures of mercy. Devotees will capture and release the ladybugs that accidentally fly indoors during late autumn – or let them sleep in peace right through ‘till spring, snuggled in a corner of the window sill. They’ll be the persons who don’t recoil, but instead admire the plain brown snakes undulating gracefully across trails on warm spring and autumn days. A universal, daily prayer of this Goddess cult will be the ritual of feeding the nameless, drab birds as well as their more glamourous cousins. This Goddess of Small Things will be a guardian of all life, not just the colorful, dramatic forms.; she won’t pick and choose. We are surrounded by creatures deserving our tolerance, if not protection. The field mice and voles falling into basement window wells, nameless brown birds pecking for seed in the ice, non- descript beetles, mangy stray dogs and flea bitten feral cats. Who watches over the almost invisible little creatures sharing our world as they go about the daily business of crossing busy streets, avoiding predators, traps, and poison? The Goddess of Small Things is another name for the gentle heart that respects and protects all the little creatures deemed commonplace, disposable, or undesirable. The smallest face and tiniest beating heart holds a sacred place in the hoop of life, and is entitled to compassion and respect. Text copyright Helena Nelson – Reed. Please do not use without written permission.
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