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This is a gift I bought Sarah and this faerie's name is "Kaleiah", the faerie of vulnerability. She came with a quote on the name tag, "Risk is not fear, risk is freedom."
This is a dancer with Kan'nal, a great band that I saw at a recent festival in Veneta, and I will see them again soon-I am really excited about that.
Every year, on the first sunny day after the first rain of the season, a ritual occurs throughout the bay area...
We call it the Launch of the Faeries... it is actually subterranean termite alates, launching from their nests in countless thousands, overwhelming the predators and ensuring that some survive to proceed with the next generation.
This is the first, and last, time these creatures will ever see the sun. When they land somewhere, they turn and bite off their wings, then seek a place where they can crawl underneath something, and start digging down to build their "forever home".
I sometimes wonder what kind of mythology they have in their cultures, about that dangerous, one-time journey into the Big Light, the journey from which none return...
From the Colmore Collection. Banner for the natural fairy bog mummies from the Craw and Loupe Bros. All Hallows E'en Odditorium. Photos to follow.
Attendees pose at Faerie Court LCS after party during week 8 of the 2023 LCS Spring Split at the Riot Games Arena on March 16, 2023. (Photo by Colin Young-Wolff/Riot Games)
Finally got some pics of my Amethyst Faerie, I just finished her hair a couple of hours ago. She is made of Japanese glass seed beads, organic cotton, and real amethyst beads for her ball-joints. Now she just needs a dress!
Some lovely autumnal faerie slippers in felt with glass beads and suede on the bottoms... don't want those faeries slipping over do we?
I made a new mohair wig for my Fidelia Firefly Faerie today. She has a crown of flowers and real working antennae lights!
Taken on Museum Row in downtown Raleigh at a Raleigh Social Group meetup greeting several new folks... including Katie's future husband, Matthew Black Power. We climbed up into a flowerbed and used the faerie lights wrapped around a tree to provide the lighting.
A scene from my bride's faerie village. She makes the houses and most of the other things for the village.
They don't come much more Rackhamesque than this. I'm sure that after I photographed this wonderful hawthorn tree in one of the glacial valleyes in the chalk on the Berkshire downs, it scratched its head, did a little dance behind my back, and then assumed an entirely different pose in order to enchant the next passer-by. Not that there are many passers-by in this particular place.