This little treat arrived in my mailbox a few days ago and reminded me of these:
It’s been a little while since I finished this little series of fairy dwellings, but I never fully shared them.
I had the most fun painting them, imagining the tiny beings inhabiting each little house, adding little found bits of string, beads, and twigs.
My favorite part might be the tiny feather…
Or perhaps these little shell beads.
And, okay, I do love the festive rainbow flags.
It was also a lot of fun to find them here, in the latest issue of Somerset Magazine. I hope you’ll check it out!
Behind on deadlines, behind on winter-yard preparation, craving creating time… We’re nearly recovered from a little bout of sickness that started several days ago. (Or weeks? It feels like so long! With a houseful of people these things can sometimes linger and reoccur for what feels like forever.) The art above is a little WIP I meant to have finished last week, so I’m spending today catching up. Oh! and enjoying the latest issue of Sprout Magazine! Perfect post-recovery inspiration and an awesome kick-start for a powerful new week! I’m excited to be a contributor in this, the BECOMING issue, and honored to be included with so many wise and wonderful creators. I hope you’ll check it out!
I feel completely soaked. Bombed. Buried. Like I need a good cry and it just won’t come. I feel incredibly blessed and grateful, and yet incredibly overwhelmed and a little desperate, all at the same time. I feel privileged to be surrounded by wonderful people, whom I love; who love me. I feel alone. I feel vulnerable and I feel scared. I feel lucky.
Ha! And maybe you can tell: I’m feeling confused. I’m feeling fast and stuck and lost. And almost found.
(I also need a good belly laugh.)
I sense an alluring beginning even as I face what feels like a brick wall.
I’ll admit, there are moments of discouragement in all of this, but it also all makes me want to laugh. I am excited to see where it all might go.
This may be the most befuddled post in the history of blogging, and I already feel a teeny bit embarrassed. And yet, I also, on top of all of this, feel a need to be sincere and open. So there ya go.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled art blog.