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Phantastes: Into Fairy Land
“I lay and looked through the eastern window of my room. The curtains of pale blue silk fell like a cataract over the windows. A large green marble basin, which stood on a low pedestal in a corner of my room, was overflowing like a spring, and a stream of clear water was running over the carpet. And where this carpet, which I had myself designed to imitate a field of grass and daisies, bordered the course of the little stream, the grass-blades and daisies seemed to wave in a tiny breeze that followed the water's flow.
“My dressing-table was of black oak, with drawers all down the front. These were elaborately carved in foliage. I happened to fix my eye on a little cluster of ivy-leaves. The first of these was evidently the work of the carver; the next looked curious; the third was unmistakable ivy. I saw that the branches and leaves designed upon the curtains of my bed were slightly in motion. Springing from the bed, my bare feet alighted upon a cool green sward; and I found myself under the boughs of a great tree, whose top waved in the golden stream of the sunrise with many interchanging lights.
“Faint traces of a footpath, much overgrown with grass and moss, were discernible along the right bank. ‘This,’ thought I, ‘must surely be the path into Fairy Land”.’
— Phantastes, by George MacDonald
April 1, 2021
Little House in the Snow
A winter version of Little House in the Big Woods.
February 25, 2021
Winter Rainbow
Anyone up for ice skating?
February 7, 2021
A Long Day's Walk
The coming year in perspective.
January 1, 2021
Christmas in the Glen
A winter night in the Glen of the Twins.
December 15, 2020
Rain in the Glen
Just a quiet rainy autumn day - in closeup.
This is my digital artwork, not a photograph.
November 13, 2020
Autumn in the Glen
Going down the lane seen in Glen of the Twins on a sunny autumn day. Can you see the kitties?
This is my digital artwork, not a photograph.
September 22, 2020
Perelandra
“The sky was pure, flat gold like the background of a medieval picture. The ocean was gold too, in the offing, flecked with innumerable shadows. The nearer waves, though golden where their summits caught the light, were green on their slopes: first emerald, and lower down a lustrous bottle green, deepening to blue where they passed beneath the shadow of other waves.… Far below him in a vast, momentary valley he saw the thing that had missed him. It was an irregularly shaped object with many curves and re-entrants. It was variegated in colour like a patch-work quilt-flame colour, ultramarine, crimson, orange, gamboge, and violet. It sat to the water like a skin, curving as the water curved. It took the wave's shape at the top, so that for a moment half of it was already out of sight beyond the ridge and the other half still lying on the higher slope. This thing might have been thirty acres or more in area.… And that is the nature of the floating islands of Perelandra.”
—Perelandra, Chapter 3 by C.S. Lewis
September 5, 2020
Birdsnest Falls
An image of peace and safety in the midst of turmoil and danger.
This is my digital artwork, not a photograph.
August 18, 2020
Under the Wave
I love playing with water and other refractive materials in the sunlight.
July 27, 2020