Orbsen mac Allot aka Manannán mac Lir giving a teenage Aengus Og a much needed lecture on consent
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#14. Oranges. Dry pastels, pastel pencils, chalk.
Even if I want to draw something simple and joyful, it always looks like a 17th century vanitas. Love my style :)
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The Ghosts of Craughwell: The Daffodil Girl
This one here has a backstory. I live in a small, quiet Irish village steeped in history (which small quiet place isn't?), and while we were on a photo walk around the neighbourhood in hope to get closer to the local castle, my husband spotted a patch of daffodils under a tree in a field, the length approximately of a not very tall human. Now, I've had some forensics training during my BA, and I've been to a lot of destroyed and forgotten graveyards in my time, and this did look like a very old unmarked grave by the roadside.
I could not shake this image off me, so here it is. There are also the Gaelic Confederate guy from Killora graveyard, and someone whom I've heard singing on the road in the dead of night on the night of the Winter Solstice, and many others mentioned in the Folklore Commission's database, so I hope to continue this series and sketch them as well - as I imagine them.
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Green and grey on St. Patrick's Day.
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#12. Fly amanita. Dry pastels, pastel pencils, chalk.
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#11. Red anemone. Dry pastels, pastel pencils, chalk, sepia.
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A king can afford some attitude.
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#10. Quince tea. Dry pastels, pastel pencils, chalk.
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#9. Cones. Sanguine, chalk, pastel pencils.
Not perfect, but let it be here.
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#8. Garlic. Dry pastels, pastel pencils.
It made me cry a bit.
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