Late into the summer night, I walked the silent forest in the dusk
Some trees were joined in a warm embrace, creating a portal doorway and I always walk through these kinds of portals… so as I did the fairies and their tiny lights revealed themselves to me, they were collecting honeydew off the plants and berries in a beautiful rhythmical dance that was utterly enchanting and I forgot the time and the place and joint them in the joyous celebration of the dew
From the “Dreams and Fairytales” series
Oil Pastels on Paper
10 × 15 cm
Late into the summer night, I walked the silent forest in the dusk
Some trees were joined in a warm embrace, creating a portal doorway and I always walk through these kinds of portals… so as I did the fairies and their tiny lights revealed themselves to me, they were collecting honeydew off the plants and berries in a beautiful rhythmical dance that was utterly enchanting and I forgot the time and the place and joint them in the joyous celebration of the dew
From the “Dreams and Fairytales” series
Oil Pastels on Paper
10 × 15 cm
