This is my working illustration (right) which captures the essence of the Paper Galleon paper mâché sculpture created by Jessica Palmer (left). Along the bottom of the hull swims the figure of a mermaid. The sculpture was purchased by the Friends of Southamption’s Museums, Archives and Galleries (FoSMAG) for the Southampton City Council art collection. It now hangs in an upper storey window of Tudor House located in the heart of old Southampton (Hampshire, UK). The illustration was commissioned by the Friends to commemorate their 40th Anniversary this year. My working illustration featured above is the prototype painted in brown tones. The final is cast in shades of blue.
Сагаан hapaap! Сагаалганаар!
The New Year for the Buryats starts with Sagaalgan (the “White Month”) festival, which corresponds to the Mongolian Tsagaan Sar (“the White Moon”), and is celebrated one month after the first new moon following winter solstice.
The Buryats are Mongols who live in the south-central region of Siberia along the eastern shore of Lake Baikal known as Buryatia. In Buryatia bonfires, Buddhist prayers and visits to friends and family are the traditional ways of celebrating Sagaalgan. Buuza (big meat dumplings) and ‘white foods’ are consumed during this time which include cheese, curds, bread, dumplings and milk.
My illustration depicts a Buryat woman in traditional costume based on photos from the late 19th to early 20th century. She stands by a Buryat horse – a hardy equine breed which can endure the harshest of winter conditions.
To mark the 150th anniversary of Alice in Wonderland last year (2015), I wrote a steampunk short-story entitled ‘With My Every Breath’ that was inspired by some of its celebrated characters.
My tale is in fact a gaslight fantasy that is set in the city of Torontopolis during neo-Victorian times. It follows the trials and tribulations of a 16 year old girl by the name of Alice, who had just been resurrected from the dead by her father to carry out sinister deeds at his bequest. Alice becomes drawn into a web of espionage and intrigue involving a mad hatter, a ninja assassin and the mysterious Red Queen. But in order to thwart the machinations of the Red Queen, Alice must confront the horrifying truth about who she really is …
My drawing for this blogpost illustrates a scene where Alice attempts to break into the upper storey of the hatter’s headquarters by flying with the assistance of mechanical wings fashioned from jabberwocky bones.
My ripping yarn ‘With My Every Breath‘ has just been published in a new sci-fi/fantasy/horror anthology entitled Beyond Realities 2015 and is available from the publisher, Luna Press of Edinburgh (follow the link below)
Happy Winter Solstice!
As the aurora borealis has been lighting up the skies here in the UK, it is wonderful to find out they are associated with the northern fox in Finland. The northern lights in Finland are called revontulet, ‘Fox Fire’. One Finnish tale tells us that they are the result of a fox up north running through the snow. As it dashes along the fox sweeps it’s tail over the snow which creates sparks that leap into the sky forming the aurora.
The arctic fox also takes on the role of fox wife among the Inuit peoples of Canada and Greenland. Follow this link to a traditional Inuit story about the perils of marrying a fox wife:
Today is Tsagaan Sar – the White Moon – is first day of the Mongolian New Year. 2015 is the Year of the Blue Sheep in the Mongol lunar calendar. Domesicated sheep for Mongolians are seen as symbols of fortune and peace during this time. Above is the prototype for my Blue Sheep greeting card.
Шинэ жилийн мэнд хүргэе!
(Have a Healthy New Moon!, Mongolian)
Glad Tidings for Winter Solstice. This arctic owl is the prototype for my Yule 2014 card. It also reflects the sombre words of Rabbie Burns’s Winter: A Dirge (an extract):
The wintry west extends his blast,
And hail and rain does blaw;
Or the stormy north sends driving forth
The blinding sleet and snaw:
While, tumbling brown, the burn comes down,
And roars frae bank to brae;
And bird and beast in covert rest,
And pass the heartless day.
“The sweeping blast, the sky o’ercast,”
The joyless winter day
Let others fear, to me more dear
Than all the pride of May:
The tempest’s howl, it soothes my soul,
My griefs it seems to join;
The leafless trees my fancy please,
Their fate resembles mine!
Robert Burns, 1781
Hey-how for Hallowe’en!
A’ the beesties tae be seen,
Some are black, an’ some tangerine,
Hey-how for Hallowe’en.
This is the prototype illustration for my 2014 Hallowe’en card.
Have a Happy Hallowe’en!