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HeartSong
We really
don't know anything about HeartSong except she lives in California
and is raising a family.
She did grant
us her kind permission to exhibit her work. She is the only 3D artist
we are featuring now.
If you happen
to know her, and anything about her, please let us know, we are extremely
curious.
What we do
know, is that we Love her work-and the innocense and beauty she portrays
in her whimsical characters.
'Golden
Fields'
Fairies
I cannot see fairies,
I dream them.
There is no fairy can hide from me;
I keep on dreaming till I find:
There you are, Primrose! I see you Black Wing!
-
Hilda Conkling-
'Wood
Sidhe'
'Elietten
in Bloom'
'Deep
in Mystery'
Overheard
on a Saltmarsh
Nymph, nymph, what are your beads?
Green glass, globin. Why do you stare at them?
Give them me.
No.
Give them me. Give them me.
No.
Then I will howl all night in the reeds,
Lie in the mud and howl for them.
Golbin,why do you love them so?
They are better than stars or water,
Better than voices of winds that sing,
Better than any man's fair daughter,
Your green glass beads on a silver ring.
Hush, I stole them out of the moon.
Give me your beads, I desire them.
No.
I will howl in a deep lagoon
For you green glass beads,I love them so.
Give them me.Give them.
No.
-
Harold Monro-
'Saerlith'
The
Find
I took a reed and blew a tune,
And sweet it was and very clear
To be about a little thing
That only few hold dear.
Three times the cuckoo named himself,
But nothing heard him on the hill,
Where I was piping like an elf;
The air was very still.
"Twas all about a little thing
I made a mystery of sound;
I found it in a fairy ring
Upon a fairy mound.
-
Francis Ledwidge
'Seraph'
The soft stars
are shining
the moon is alight
the folk of the forest
are dancing tonight
O swift and gay
is the song that we sing
We float and sway
as we dance in a ring
O seek not fo find us
the wee folk so fair
We are shy as the swallow
and swift in the air
If you come, we are gone
like a snowflake in May
like a breath, like a sigh
we vanish away
because our dustings are done for the day!
-Author Unknown-
'Ethereal
Madeleine Fae'
'Lola'
Fairy
Frilly
Fairy Frilly for half an hour
Went to sleep in a poppy flower-
Went to sleep in her little green frock,
And the time of the ball was ten o' clock.
Quarter to ten and five to ten
Ticked from the dandelion clock again,
But Fairy Frilly was deaf to all,
And ten was the time of the fairy ball!
Little West Wind came by that way,
And he pulled off the petal where Frilly lay,
Pulled it off with the fairy on it,
And blew with a great big breath upon it.
Off sailed the petal, Frilly and all-
And thats how she managed to get to the ball
- Florence
Hoaston-
'Taylon
Faery'
'DavaBelle-
The Child
and the Fairies
The woods are full of fairies!
The trees are all alive;
The river overflows with them,
See how they dip and dive!
What a funny little fellows!
What dainty little dears!
They dance and leap, and prance and peep,
And utter fairy cheers!
I'd like to tame a fairy,
To keep it on a shelf,
To see it wash its little face,
And dress its little self.
I'd teacher it pretty manners,
It always should say "Please";
And then you know I'd make it sew,
And curtsey with its knees!
- Author Unknown-
'Daisy'
The
Stolen Child
Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water-rats;
There we've hid our faery vats,
Full of berries
And of the reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping
than you can understand.
Where the
wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances,
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping
than you can understand.
Where the
wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping
than you can understand.
Away with
us he's going,
The solemn eyed:
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal-chest.
For he comes, the human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
From a world more full of weeping
than he can understand.
- William
Butler Yeats-
Lovely Fairy
(Faery) Books
HeartSong
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