Sunday, 29 May 2011

The Woodland Fairy

A fairy came to visit me these days and left me a song and I couldn't do anything else than just draw her.

Woodland Fairy

And this is the song / poem she left me:

Hear the drums, hear the drums, hear the drums of midnight.
I will dance, I will dance, I will dance till midsummer's night.

My wings unfold, I stretch my limbs,
I will dance, till the summer begins.

My leaves they bow,
My leaves they shake,
until the blossoms are all awake.

I will dance, I will dance, I will dance till morning comes.

My wings unfold, I stretch my limbs,
I will dance, till the summer begins.

Bees and hoppers are all my friends,
till death will part us and the summer ends.

Hear the drums, hear the drums, hear the drums of midnight.
I will dance, I will dance, I will dance till midsummer's night.

Friday, 27 May 2011

Cranus - The Lord of the Wood

I drew him a year ago as an Alban Eilir present for a friend.
He is the Brythonic god Cranus, the lord of the woods, the way I see him.

Cranus - The Lord of the Wood

Faber-Castell Watercolour-Pencils “Albrecht Dürer”
A 5 watercolour paper 300g/m²

Affirmation - Today, I open myself

Sunday, 22 May 2011

Arianrhod - Goddess of the Moon

A few days before this drawing was started I made a meditation at full moon and found me sitting at a well full of moon light and liquid and accompanied by a female presence ... a dark haired woman, beautiful and what I could say - unknown to me so far. She did wear rather dark clothes and a cloak, not hooded but she had extremely dark hair.

I didn't know her but I always had a name in my mind: Arianrhod.

Of course, I did hear about her before but never felt the urge to talk to her or even to work with her. I am more drawn to Cerridwen and Hekate than any other goddesses. So I was a bit surprised.

A couple of days later I was searching for a reference to start a new drawing - I had a dryad in my mind and suddenly ended with a picture in my head of her. It was so clear and strict - that I couldn't do anything else than draw her.

So I ended up drawing her with a bit of difficulties as I thought I did ruin it when I becoming desperate concerning the background. The energies I felt while drawing the picture were so clear and full of challenge, deep wisdom and very female - I tried, as always, to bring that message onto paper and to hold the energies firmly in it.

I am very thankful that I was allowed to make this drawing.

Here we go - Arianrhod, the Goddess of the Moon:


Faber-Castell Watercolour-Pencils “Albrecht Dürer...”, acrylics and glitter glue
watercolour paper 300g/m²

Tuesday, 17 May 2011

The Energy of the Westwind

Energy of the Westwind

The Energy of the Westwind is part of the energy system, The Energy of the Four Winds, I was allowed to channel some years ago.

The Energy of the Four Winds – consists of the energies of the Northwind: element Air & Archangel Raphael, of the Eastwind: element Earth & Archangel Uriel, of the Southwind: element Fire & Archangel Michael and of the Westwind: element Water & Archangel Gabriel.

In this drawing you see the Archangel Gabriel - how he did reveal himself to me – plus the element of water and the wind spiral in the colour of energy I recognize when working with that energy. Although the colour can differ between pale yellowish to a light white with light yellowish patterns in it or pure white and shining light.

Work is originally drawn on 300g/m² watercolour paper with Faber-Castell Watercolour-Pencils “Albrecht Dürer”.

Saturday, 14 May 2011

William Rufus

William Rufus was nudging me for several days to draw him, and the day before yesterday I finally finished the drawing.
I have to admit that I am quite pleased with it.

William Rufus
Faber-Castell Watercolour-Pencils “Albrecht Dürer”
Derwent Soluble Graphite Pencils “Graphitint”
A 5 watercolour paper 300g/m²

William II of England, called William Rufus (probably because of his red beard or because of his red face when in anger) was born around 1056 as the third son of William the Conqueror (William I) in the Duchy of Normandy.
He was King of England from 1087 until 1100, with powers over Normandy, and influence in Scotland.
William was a great soldier, but according to the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle “hateful to almost all his people and odious to God.” Well…I guess not everyone liked his constant struggle with the church and he is one of the most maligned kings of England.
William was a bit outré though and rather contentiously and did not spare a thought about marrying or even “producing” heirs. (There were no illegitimate children either and it is widely believed that he was homosexual. Orderic Vitalis and William of Malmesbury seem to hint to that.)
Rufus was his father’s favourite son und thus succeeded him to the throne after his death.
He was educated by Lanfranc, the Archbishop of Canterbury and seemed to have a very special relationship to his brothers. Orderic Vitalis relates an incident that took place at L’Aigle, in 1077 or 1078: William and Henry, having grown bored with casting dice, decided to make mischief by emptying a chamber pot onto their brother Robert from an upper gallery, thus infuriating and shaming him. (I mean…guuuuuh…ewwwwww!) A brawl broke out, and their father King William I was forced to intercede to restore order.

William Rufus died 2 August 1100 while hunting.
An account by Orderic Vitalis describes the preparations for the hunt:
“an armourer came in and presented to [William] six arrows. The King immediately took them with great satisfaction, praising the work, and unconscious of what was to happen, kept four of them himself and held out the other two to Walter Tyrrel … saying “It is only right that the sharpest be given to the man who knows how to shoot the deadliest shots”
On the subsequent hunt that afternoon, the party spread out as they chased their prey, and William, in the company of Walter Tyrell (or Tirel), Lord of Poix, and many other magnates. An arrow, perhaps grazing a stag, lodged in the breast of the king, who, falling forward drove it through his lung and died on the spot, without, the chroniclers note with grim satisfaction, time to confess his sins.

William’s body was abandoned by the nobles at the place where he fell, because the law and order of the kingdom died with the king, and they had to flee to their English or Norman estates to secure their interests. William’s younger brother, Henry, hastened to Winchester to secure the royal treasury, then to London, where he was crowned within days, before either archbishop could arrive. The inscription on the Rufus Stone indicates that it was left to a local charcoal-burner named Purkis, to take the king’s body to Winchester Cathedral on his cart. At Winchester, left without a bishop like many other sees, while the king garnered the income, hasty and simple obsequies were in charge of the cathedral prior.

According to the chroniclers, William’s death was not murder. Walter and William had been hunting together when Walter let loose a wild shot that, instead of hitting the stag he aimed for, struck William in the chest. Walter tried to help him, but there was nothing he could do. Fearing that he would be charged with murder, Walter panicked, leapt onto his horse, and fled.

The inscription on the Rufus Stone reads “Here stood the oak tree, on which an arrow shot by Sir Walter Tyrrell at a stag, glanced and struck King William the Second, surnamed Rufus, on the breast, of which he instantly died, on the second day of August, anno 1100. King William the Second, surnamed Rufus, being slain, as before related, was laid in a cart, belonging to one Purkis, and drawn from hence, to Winchester, and buried in the Cathedral Church, of that city.”

William’s remains are in Winchester Cathedral, scattered among royal mortuary chests positioned on the presbytery screen, flanking the choir.

I drew him the way I see him – as always.

Friday, 13 May 2011

Angel of Well-Being - Tricia Danby Artwork

Yesterday I suddenly had the feeling that I should draw this angel

Angel of Well-Being

This is the Angel of Well-Being.
She is unashamed – as loving yourself is no need to be ashamed. Showing your beauty and who you are is a healthy way.

So often people hide themselves and disrespect themselves – and that is an unhealthy way of living.

Be yourself and be proud of yourself. You are allowed to show who you are! Feel free to show your beauty and don’t feel ashamed – as you are a child of love and light!

Faber-Castell Watercolour-Pencils “Albrecht Dürer”
watercolour paper 220g/m²

Tuesday, 10 May 2011

Affirmations and Inspirational quotes

Somehow we started to write down affirmations and inspiring words that are given to us by either our own inner wisdom or by our spiritual guides. It really seems to be a time of fertility for us at the moment.

We made a special folder on Facebook showing you the affirmations and inspirational quotes and, of course, they can be obtained via RedBubble

Saint Mungo

Saint Mungo - or also known as Saint Kentigern - was born about 518. He died at Glasgow, 13 January, 603.
His mother Thenaw was daughter of a British prince, Lothus (from whom the province of Lothian was called); his father’s name is unknown. At the age of twenty-five Kentigern (i.e. “head chief”;) beginning his missionary labours at Cathures, on the Clyde. Where is now the modern Glasgow to be found.

Kentigern was more known and populary as Mungo which is Cymric and bearing the meaning of “dear one”.
Christianity had been introduced to the region by Saint Ninian and his followers welcomed the saint and procured his consecration by an Irish bishop. He built his church at the confluence of the Clyde and the Molendinar Burn, where the present medieval cathedral now stands. For some thirteen years, he laboured in the district, living a most austere life in a small cell and making many converts by his holy example and his preaching.

Here is the bird that never flew
Here is the tree that never grew
Here is the bell that never rang
Here is the fish that never swam

The verses refer to the following:
The Bird — Mungo is said to have restored life to the pet robin of Saint Serf, which had been killed by some of his fellow classmates, hoping to blame him for its death.
The Tree — Mungo had been left in charge of a fire in Saint Serf’s monastery. He fell asleep and the fire went out. Taking branches from a tree, he restarted the fire.
The Bell — the bell is thought to have been brought by Mungo from Rome. It was said to have been used in services and to mourn the deceased. The original bell no longer exists, and a replacement, created in the 1640s, is now on display in Glasgow.
The Fish — refers to the story about Queen Languoreth of Strathclyde who was suspected of infidelity by her husband. King Riderch demanded to see her ring, which he claimed she had given to her lover. In reality the King had thrown it into the River Clyde. Faced with execution she appealed for help to Mungo, who ordered a messenger to catch a fish in the river. On opening the fish, the ring was miraculously found inside, which allowed the Queen to clear her name.

Saint Mungo as he revealed himself to me.

Faber-Castell Watercolour-Pencils “Albrecht Dürer”
watercolour paper 300g/m²

Monday, 2 May 2011

Cerridwen - Goddess of Fertility

Cerridwen - Goddess of Fertility
Faber-Castell Watercolour-Pencils “Albrecht Dürer”
watercolour paper 300g/m²

Cerridwen or Cerridwyn is a Celtic Goddess and she is more known in Wales. She tends the cauldron of wisdom, knowledge and divine inspiration. Change and rebirth as well as transformation are all under the control of this powerful Celtic goddess.

Together with Hecate she is the Goddess the most powerful by my side.

A few days ago I suddenly had the picture of her before my inner eye. She standing there and asking for a new drawing of her. She insisted on the birch, the hawk, the rabbit and the white sow. This time she had blue eyes - I see her having either blue, green or amber eyes but always reddish hair.

Cerridwen, my Goddess be
Cerridwen, keeper of fertility
Spread thy hands and offer me,
thy guidance, thy shelter, my destiny.