A Beltane Evening.

Strolling through the woodland at the back of our home on this Beltane Evening,  the whisper of a breeze blowing the hawthorn petals across the mossy path I walk and the sun low in the sky making every white petal glow like fireflies against a darkening green of the trees.

The woodland is full of bird song and everywhere I see tiny woodland homes, almost fae like. In this part of the woods are foxes and rabbits almost living next to each other.

I hear an owl calling close by.  He's waiting for the moon light.  The Sun has made longer shadows and will soon be gone from the sky.  Golden light shines through the young green leaves.

The natural sculptures and shadows of the old will make way for the new.

The Bee. Hand embellished with gold leaf.

Spiral.  These are tiny original paintings .  This time I used watercolour and inks instead of acrylic.

The Guardian.    Some of these you can find in my Etsy shop and I will be painting more miniatures soon.    Beltane Blessings!

Artist's sketches, new and old and beginning.

The last couple of weeks have been beautifully sunny and very warm, sometimes reaching up to the mid 30s. Summer is here at last and the garden is looking amazing this year with all the flowers and our honey bees are doing their magic travelling from colour to colour. After finishing a few commissions this last month, I have had a look back at some of the sketches I have kept in my art draw and decided to draw with pencil and pen and ink to create small pieces of art. First I'll show the older sketches. A sketch for each month for 'Earth Pathways Diary' 2012. This morning I went for a wander through the woodland behind my house, 6am and everything gleaming in the summer dew. A few photos of the woods and garden before I show you the newer sketches. The few new. There is a folklore tale that inspired me to draw 'The Keeper of Special Things'. To cut a long story short, and once upon a time, a young princess was lured into a Kings ancient greek kingdom by the most beautiful bright and shiny jewels of crystal and gold. Not so long after, when her father found out he was so angry at her he changed her into a jackdaw. This is why the jackdaw loves bright and shiny things....but look at where she is now and what she has found. I might make this into a story to write soon.