Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Saturday, May 28, 2011



Quite some time since I posted here - have still been a drawing away - just lost track as quick whipped up faeries are wont to do...just a bit too much a going on in this busy world we inhabit today... but here they are from late summer to late autumn - I have no stories for them, no dreams no ideas - am struggling myself health wise but have the feeling they are out there for me to draw and the time spent on them is a gift for me





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Sunday, January 30, 2011

OUt near the dam under the trees, is a hum of the heat, cicadas and of bees... but down in the depths of the wet earthy ground...through a hole in the rock is another sound - a clinking, and clunking and laughter so loud - and falling about is this young elven crowd - I think they have found the sap and the seed, that gives faery wine the kick that it needs.

But hi
gh from the branches in the tall Silky Oak - graceful and regal fly the faerie queen folk - their soft whispers are calling like wisps on the wind. They call out the rabble from under the ground, who stagger and stumble but seem pleased to be found.

Bearing bottles of crystal and goblets of gold, the Queens join in a party as in days of old - where to drink and to dance and to tumble about, to sing and to laugh to swear and to shout - was what faeries did when to wine came into season, for that day they did things and lost all their reason - Better for me to back away from the Faeries - give them their space and learn to be wary.

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Wednesday, January 19, 2011

The months have passed and summer is high - this year the clouds have gathered in a strange grey sky. Not blue and brilliant, not waves of heat - but floods and destruction and tears of grief. A cycle moving to a different pull - the seasons changing as they always will. In ages past before man became - the faeries knew this would happen again again. Our memories short we seem surprised... that flood plains flood - and water rise - happens as a matter of course - and always has. The lessons learned we gather together - we turn our faces unto the weather - and for the time we will remember, grow old and all forgotten - cycles come and cycles go - the time is not ours to know. This is nature and here we stumble - in front of faeries we now are humble. From ages past till ages future - they know the ways of weather and creature.




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Thursday, November 25, 2010

And here they are the faeries wild -


with eyes of light and hearts of wild..




and in the night times when stars do shine they fly and smile and hearts divine they are my faeries heart.

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Monday, July 12, 2010

And spring has come the sky is alive.

Birds, bees and plants drive to survive - the faeries watch and help and see - how wonderful this is for you and me
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Thursday, July 01, 2010

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

A curtsey faery for Edy

This faery is taking a curtsey bow for Edy who has just had the good news that she is free of Cancer. So here t'is Edy..."Hip Hip Hooray! " Now just go out and have the best life you could ever have. Posted by Picasa

Saturday, March 18, 2006

These are just checking-up faeries who arrived uninvited just to make sure that blogger site was 'a ok' and allowed them all to visit when they felt like it. Looks like they were able to do that, the niggly little things. I tried for ages with no joy at all. Posted by Picasa
These faeries are "test" faeries which I employed to serve when I could not get the bloody Blog to respond to anything I posted... they broke the drought and here they are bold as brass... Do not know how they did it but all my figuring out had no effect...I finally posted these ones and the next onesand all of a sudden all my posts came back from "Internet Land" they appeared...mysterious wasn't it?Posted by Picasa
Its back...unbelievable
Trying to post to this site is impossible ...where's my bloody blog????

Saturday, March 04, 2006

I got a real shock when I first saw this striking faery. I was over near the dam near our front gate, just gazing at the purple and yellow lillies which had picked up the last rays of the summer sun... and there was a flash of colour in the corner of my eye. I snapped round to look and there she was... a brilliant anomally of patterns amongst the reeds. Then she was gone. The wild ducks swept up out of the reeds and were all gone away into the darkening sky. Maybe she went with them. Posted by Picasa
A gift more precious than diamonds is what this faery presents to us. Pure water, straight from the head of a river, right out of the mouth of the mountain; mineral rich and full of the life which comes from swirlsand eddys in and out the sunlight and shade, in and out the rocky banks and deep hollows of the rushing river. More precious to life than diamonds. No amount of boiling or filyering can creat living water which is needed for real good health and quality long life. Many thanks to the living water faery. Posted by Picasa

Friday, March 03, 2006

These are not tears... she is not a sad faery...she is the Lapis Lazuli Faery and all things blue are attracted to her. The tears are merely the blue jewels which run from eyes which have seen beyond our time. Beyond to the ancients, beyond them to the andeluvian worlds we know nothing about...of Mu beyond to the times to come which hold the dreams of manking and all sentient life on earth. Not sad tears... just tears of knowing. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, March 02, 2006

I rather like this one... no reason at all ... she jsut makes me feel peaceful ... and after all the shit thats gone on it my house today ... peaceful and calm is good ... all hail to the peaceful faery. Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

This lot whizzed past my window early this morning. I hopped up and found them zipping in and out the rose bushes. But when I opened my door they wooshed away, through the purple Hibiscus, past the Silky Oak and off away..so fast I couldn't see where.

It was an amazing morning. After the heavy rain of the night the sun rose slowly and all the bushes and trees were glistening in multicoloured droplets. Just so beautiful.

No wonder the happy faerys paid my yard a visit.
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