Visualising Fantasy, a talk at the
@britishlibrary
with the award-winning book artists and film designers
@AlanLee11225760
(The Lord of the Rings),
@brianfroud
and
@wendyfroud
(The Dark Crystal and Labyrinth) is now available to watch online here:
In these dark days, I often think of these words from Toni Morrison: "This is precisely the time when artists go to work. There is no time for despair, no place for self pity, no need for silence, and no room for fear. We do language. That is how civilizations heal." R.I.P.
Very sad to hear of the death of writer & illustrator Jill Barklem: creator of the much-loved Brambly Hedge series about a community of mice in the English countryside. Her work brought much joy into the word, and she greatly will be missed.
@bramblyhedge_
Signs of spring: Here's the first foal to be born to our local herd of
#Dartmoor
ponies this year. We're so lucky to be in lock-down in Devon, where sights like this lift my heart. I send it out in the hope it will lift yours too.
#LifeInLockedDownUK
Our beloved Tilly left us yesterday afternoon, gently crossing into the great Mystery surrounded by love. We are heartbroken, yet full of gratitude for the 13 years we've had with our sweet, funny, wise, and magical hound. We will miss her forever. And she will always be with us.
In Devon folklore, walking the labyrinth can set the world back on the right path. Here's my husband Howard on yesterday's walk, doing his folkloric duty.
A sad update to say that Tilly has reached the last phase in her illness and doesn't have long now. Howard has come home so that we can both be with her in this liminal time. She's very present, very loving, & very delighted that H is home. We are praying for a gentle transition.
The not-so-good news is that Tilly's health still is not stable. She recovered from the crisis in June, but our old girl is struggling once again and we're praying she comes through this too. Meanwhile, she's still loving her walks, her family and her good green life on Dartmoor.
The full herd of ponies was in the woods behind my studio today, sheltering from the early mizzle. I took my coffee break close by, sitting on the mossy border wall between the woodland and the hill. They are growing used to me being there, sharing the quiet of the morning.
Today's dose of beauty: magical reindeer illustrations (from The Snow Queen) by Charles Robinson, Anastasia Arkhipova, Edmund Dulac, and Boris Diodorov.
Happy Halloween, Samhain and the turning of the Celtic year from Myth & Moor. The veils between the world grow thin tonight, so be careful out there. Carry salt in your pocket to protect from faery mischief, and an acorn for good luck in the year ahead. (Art by Brian Froud.)
I love this. Particularly as our village (Chagford) was reputed to have more witch hares than any other in the West Country according to one book on Devon folklore.
(ht
@lawrenceschimel
. Passing it on to
@fayhield
&
@slhesketh
.)
“Of course, fairy tales are transmissible. You can catch them, or be infected by them. They are currency that we share with those who walked the world before ever we were here." -
@neilhimself
There are Dartmoor ponies resting in the woods behind my studio this morning. It's always a delight to see them.
"It's all a matter of paying attention, being awake in the present moment...The magic in this world seems to work in whispers and small kindnesses." - Charles de Lint
Today's dose of beauty: more enchanting fairy tale art by master illustrator Edmund Dulac. Born in France in 1882, he became a British citizen in 1912. Immigrants have given so much to British arts & letters...and continue to do so.
This is what Coronavirus lock-down looks like when you're married to a mask theatre director and puppeter. We may be self-isolating here, but our house is crowded with little people....
@KateForsyth
Here's my writing/art studio, Kate: a small but sturdy hillside cabin made from recycled materials. It's up a steep, winding pathway from our house, with a stream running behind it and a small woodland beyond. It's quiet, cozy, filled with light, and I'm so grateful for it.
I found my ovarian cancer late due to the kind of doctors who dismiss women's self-reporting of pain - and as a result, I almost didn't survive. If your doctor doesn't take you seriously, look for another one who does. Don't be afraid to be pushy: it could save your life.
Libraries provided a safe haven when I was growing up in a violent home; they gave me a place to study, and access not only to books but to librarians: smart, kind adults who affirmed the value of reading & learning. There are children everywhere who still need this.
This is one of the many wonderful reasons for protecting libraries. There is nothing else in your community that does this. Nothing else that quietly supports people in this way. Libraries save and change lives.
#savelibraries
Today's dose of beauty: four more paintings by Frances MacDonald MacNair (1873-1921), one of the leading figures in Scoland's Arts & Crafts movement. Her husband (artist Herbert MacNair) destroyed most of her work after her death, and only a small amount survives today.
On an Arizona road trip some years ago, I drove a British friend up north to see the Hopi dances and made sure we'd have good coffee on the way. On this coffee break beside the Grand Canyon he told me he'd fallen in love with me. Reader, I married him.
#InternationalCoffeeDay
.
Today's dose of beauty: visions of the world I'd like to escape into by printmaker Flora McLachlan. She lives and works in West Wales, "on the edge of a wild and scented moor, surrounded by lichened trees."
"Water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can't go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.” - Margaret Atwood
Today's dose of beauty: fairy tale illustrations by Charles Robinson (1870-1937), the son of an artist and brother of illustrators William Heath & Thomas Heath Robinson. What a family!
The rain is so ferocious right now that my studio feels like a ship at sea: the wind is howling, rattling the widows, and water drums down on the cabin's tin roof. Tilly, who is no fan of rain, is not amused.
I'm remembering all the years Tilly dressed up for Halloween to greet Trick-or-Treaters at the door. She always took the job very seriously, posing for my camera with as much dignity as she could possibly muster. Oh, how we miss her.
It's Tilly's 13th birthday today. We're all so very glad she's made it. Here she is with Howard at 8 weeks old, and with me and Victoria now (photograph by J. Higgs). She's a whiskery elder, speckled in white, but still and always our pup.
When all the madness is over, there will be dogs in the White House again. Meet Major and Champ. Major is a rescue dog, first fostered and then adopted by the Bidens. Champ is a lovely 12-year-old they've raised from puppyhood.
Tilly joined me for a birthday walk to the top of the hill behind our house. I'm grateful that life has brought me to this age, this place, this landscape, this story.
I love this artist, who spent much of her adult life on the coast of Cornwall, as a member of the Newlyn arts colony. She was only 52 when she died of cancer, yet she created an extraordinary body of work. I recommend "Singing from the Walls: The Life & Art of Elizabeth Forbes."
Tilly's morning: Our girl is shakey today, lying beside me with her head on my lap, so I won't disturb her by taking a photo. Instead, here's a picture from her youth, dancing in the mist with our daughter on the north Devon coast. There's such love and joy in this image.
I've very delighted, and enormously surprised, that Myth & Moor has been nominated for the World Fantasy Award. Congratulations to my fellow nominees; I am honoured to be in your company.
Meanwhile, up the road from us in Exeter this is happening. As a folklorist, I feel honour-bound to point out that it could all go terribly wrong.... 🤔
My mother-in-law (a retired seamstress) has just told me that the ex-vicar of our village, a fellow-member of her lawn bowling club, has asked her to make a new pair of trousers for his teddy bear. That has to be one of the most English statements I've ever heard.
Today's dose of beauty: An illustration for Hans Christian Andersen's "The Swineheard" by Austrian watercolourist Lisbeth Zwerger -- my favourite contemporary book artist. I'll post more of her work in the days ahead.
“Don't ever let anyone tell you that fairy tales aren't real. I drink a potion made from magic beans every day, and it brings me back to life.” - Nanea Hoffman
Happy
#NationalCoffeeDay
.
I'm heading off-line to get ready for traveling. Remember in the midst of dire news headlines and daily chaos that seeds are stretching upwards through the soil, bluebells are nodding in the wind, a fox slips by unseen in the shadows, and the world is still a magical place.
Howard and I had the blessing of seeing Charles Vess' Earthsea art in progress when we were all together on the Isle of Skye last year -- and now I CANNOT WAIT to see the finished book. It weighs in at 1008 pages, w/ 54 interior illustrations. Pub date: Oct. 23, from
@SagaSFF
.
Today's dose of beauty: fairy tale art by the great Edmund Dulac (1882-1953). He was born & educated in France, then moved to London to pursue an illustration career, becoming a British citizen in 1912.
"This is the thing about fairy tales: You have to live through them, before you get to happily ever after. That ever after has to be earned, and not everyone makes it that far." -
@KatWithSword
(from Roses and Rot).
Art: Catskin by Arthur Rackham.
#TellAFairyTaleDay
So our Christmas eve has started with our boiler breaking down, and we're huddled around the fireplace for warmth. But our daughter is home, the pantry is stocked, and we're hitting the wine together so we're good. Have a Merry Christmas.
Today's dose of wintery beauty: "The Snow Maiden" by Edmund Dulac (1882-1953). Born in Toulouse, France, he studied law before turning to art; he then moved to London in 1904 and became one of the finest painters of the Golden Age of Illustration.
Such a sad day. My British husband & daughter are losing their European citizenship, my EU-born neighbours are feeling unsettled in their own homes, & my next door neighbour is cutting down a cherry tree that I've loved watching from my bedroom window. Grief, grief everywhere....
Every day Tilly leads me up the steep path from our house to the studio, a tin-roofed cabin next to the woods. She's older and slower but still takes great pride in her role as the mythic Animal Guide, leading me safely from family life to the Otherworld of art-making....
Today's dose of beauty: fairy tale art by English book illustrator Helen Stratton (1867-1961). Born in India, she lived and worked in Kensington, London, for most of her adult life.
Happy Summer Solstice from me and Tilly! Be sure to carry salt and oak leaves in your pocket, garland yourself with wildflowers, and drive your cattle through the smoke of a midnight bonfire for protection from fairy mischief!
In folklore, times of transition are charged with enchantment. The Fates and the Fairies are drawn to liminal places, such as the space between the Old Year and New. Whatever you have planned for New Year's Eve, may it bring you magic and joy.
Tilly's morning: embarrassed. One of the neighbour's cats got in and spent the entire night under our bed -- and Tilly, who patrols our land relentlessly against cat incursion, DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE.
Tilly afternoon: sitting quietly in the studio with me. Her medical issues are flaring up again, but she's a good, brave, patient girl and we'll get her through it.
#ThankALibraryWorker
I'd like to thank a librarian at the Easton Public Library in the early '70s who watched me come in week after week -- a pale, silent, haunted-looking kid -- and quietly put Maya Angelou's "I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings" in my check-out stack.
I'm glad to see this push-back against the ageism prevalent in all the Arts, but I winced at the word "procrastinators." There are so many reasons for late-blooming careers other than laziness: poverty, racial discrimination, health/disability issues, care responsibilities, etc..
After reading one too many articles about the next crop of “Best 35 Writers Under 35,” we decided to compile our own: 35 writers who got their start *after* the age of 35. To all the procrastinators out there, this one’s for you.
UK friends: whatever your politics, I hope you'll be thinking of these things when you cast your vote tomorrow: the climate crisis, the NHS crisis, and the steep rise in homelessness, hunger and child poverty under this government. We are better than this.
Today's dose of beauty: four illustrations by British book artist Helen Stratton (1867-1961). Born in India and raised in Bath, she worked for many years as a prolific and popular book illustrator in London.
"Every time we make something out of nothing, that's an act of magic. It doesn't matter if it's a painting or a garden, or an abuelo telling his grandchildren some tall tale. Every time we fix something that's broken...that's an act of magic." - Charles de Lint
Today's dose of beauty, four fairy tale deer by Virginia Francis Sterrett (1900-1931), Ethel Jackson Morris (1891-1985), Margaret Evans Price (1888-1973), and Warwick Goble (1862-1943).
As an American ex-pat, I vote in my last state of residence, which is Arizona. This formerly red state has now turned blue, and I'm very proud to have helped.
#GlimmersOfLight
For those who've been asking after Tilly: The tests are back and the scary lump on her back leg is *not* cancer, thank heavens! She may still need an op on it - but that's a worry for another day. Today, we're just celebrating a precious spot of good news during stressful times.