A Fae Chateau

A house and theatre of birch bark and pine cone scales, twigs and magic, seashells and old lace is near its finish and a long voyage to another land.

And though they are often shy of cameras the residents have agreed to appear here... relaxing, sky gazing and carriage riding...

 

(The fae carriage before the addition of the all important wheels...)

Nightlight

Shadowy views of my night time work table with puppets and poppets ensconced, awaiting their moment on the stage...alongside some small mixed media works in progress.

I recently discovered this small brass and bone Moroccan mirror with broken frame on the dumpster top--brought it back to my workspace and filled the gaps with a mosaic of minuscule shells from the magic isle of Noirmoutier on France's Atlantic coast. It now has a proud, toothy grin.

Of Griffin Claw and Dragon Tooth