Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts

Tuesday, 21 February 2012

Cried The Lady of Shalott ...

'She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces through the room,
She saw the helmet and the plume,
She look'd down to Camelot.
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror crack'd from side to side;
"The curse is come upon me," cried
The Lady of Shalott.'

John William Waterhouse - Alfred Lord Tennyson

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Tales from The Treehouse

All the doors are locked, which leaves me only with the window, a window which is shrinking. If I take all my pictures down, no longer a name, no longer in want or in memory - the doors' locks may become undone but what is left on the other side would become less desirable than before when clouded by ignorance. Because now it's accessible? surely that would make me dense? ... if then i did walk out the door, or climb from my window, with nothing out there to face anymore, no desire or fear just the non-picture of what I had not become but had reverted back to, of a world that is the same, what would happen then and where would 'I' go? would it even matter; you tell me that anywhere is everywhere, vice versa and each and all are in our minds. Nothing becomes important ironically as importance isn't found anywhere anymore. When we unravel all misconceptions, conceptions and everything in between we are left with nothing, left to exist either as part of or inside/outside the room with no-one else because you've worked out that you are both and all the same, the same as the room even; you and all have become everything and nothing in one, like what you always were; Abraxas? As this all grows inside and around I have no idea how I feel, because feelings have all been subdued by thoughts that question right back to the root and on answering make the original feeling vanish altogether and subsequent questions pointless, is this even possible? I told you magic is shy, but right now it's deafeningly loud... pass me a sedative.

Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Ode to St Valentine, whoever he is...

We loved with a love that was more than love ~ Edgar Allan Poe

* Ode to St Valentine Flutterbydaisy collection *

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... Beautiful Macabre; heart shaped Etsy findings ...

Where to find them : Art Print : Heart Illustration : Doll : Girl Print : Necklace

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Tales From The Treehouse

... something more than can be understood from down here, just felt and overwhelmingly so. There was a song and she sang about what I know it is now, swirling to the sky, I now know because I can feel it; a locked box of erratic moths. I can say the things you say I can't because they are honest, though the future is no longer there not even the then or now because time's not here anymore, it's forever and not at all in the same breath, because that's what complete feels like. I won't wonder and wish or wait and worry; the words are fading into nonsense as I write them beside time and compulsory because they aren't real either; word patterns:thought patterns, pass me an eraser; delete them all... imagine the paper illimitable, not bleak, just positively blank.

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Saturday, 28 January 2012

Peacocks a plenty...

* Ruby Heels * ordered a rag doll halter dress from me, asking for it to be inspired by the colours of a peacock, and here it is. In my search for inspiration I stumbled on some peacock wonders from Etsy land and I'm going to share some of my findings with you...

Here's where to find them : * Vintage Art * Necklace * Fascinator * Artwork *

... looking forward to the Solocosma 'Emmaline' print I've just ordered to arrive ...

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Tales from The Treehouse

A train booked and I can't wait to get there, just a trip and less exciting than yours I guess. That place brings back all those thoughts and nights and breaking slowly, but I'm not the one who's getting on the plane, but the train, like I said. There needs to be days full of nothing in between everything sometimes because I think the laughing man was right about the addictions, to feelings, to people. So when they say 'I need to miss you' maybe this is what they mean, though I've only heard that once and it was before the plane, the first plane, long ago. So maybe not. But one day when there's nothing for real I will be able to sleep without having the feeling I was dreaming all this wrong. I miss you, and will, in a good way...

Saturday, 14 January 2012

A Fairy Story found me again and then I got lost...

On an Etsy late night tour again, between knitting rows of dresses I found these lovely pieces of a fairy story, so of course I thought I'd share them with you...

Where to find them: * Paper Doll * Bed * Ring * Art Box * Pendant *

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Tales from The Treehouse

Lost in a paper doll world, pins, hinges. A shadow puppet I found by the window danced. We were so tiny we could fit under the bedroom door like a secret letter addressed to Geppetto. Soon we will be real. The brightest star is already there, she said we have to wish. But first let's go play in the garden. It's so big because we are so small and it will take forever to see it all...

Wednesday, 14 December 2011

A Pretty Packet...

* Lola *

Today a pretty polka dot packet arrived from the postman tied with a red ribbon, inside was a present; this print of Lola from my petal Luna ... here is her website : lunaviola.com :
I miss all the past times, the flat eggs, the Big Red drinking sessions, the hangovers, Spaghetti House, friends on TV, our rooms, moving, over coffee gossip and all the times in between... Sending Luna lots of love from all the way over here xxx

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Tales from the Tree House

Never ending mornings and my curtains make everything look like summer and you say it's like another world. We can go to our usual and order our usual from the bear man after watching bad movies with saltcorn; we're here for the snacks. Homemade soup and gifts and then I start to daydream but stop myself just in time, because I don't have to anymore...

Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Pretty Prints from the Woodlands...


... I finally bought a couple of prints from one of my favourite artists...

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Tales From The Treehouse

I bought one for him, because I like him. I'm the bunny. One day, on my future walls will be this and more art/prints, on another will be butterflies, dragonflies and moths... curiosities beyond; A place to fall away, be and dream, it's not about stuff, or having, but about whatever it wants to be, a secret place to share: beautiful. Because maybe, if it's even possible to stop ourselves from being attached to others, another, on one, the one, we are left with just ourselves, be everything, anything all at the same time, not being able to even give, all the while saying nothing, it's heavy, like one of those dreams where your feet can't run and your voice stays inside. Maybe then we revert back and keep going until were living in a dolls house or a fort in a field. Even if they aren't real places and just in our minds. Both are the same and I'm afraid I'd rather ... no, I'm just afraid. My fish can't breathe, the line won't catch, the bread sinks to the bottom and everyone is hungry.

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Thursday, 20 October 2011

The photographer stole my breath: they do that sometimes

I came across : www.aelalabbe.etsy.com
and now I'm in love
Go see her work because it's beautiful...

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Last night I stayed awake until this morning. It started with a loose end and finished with my camera remote. I customise things now more than before. Up-cycle. Outfit on LookBook, Garments on Etsy. Seven places at the same time non have meaning, and my head spins.... I'm also in the middle of joining Model Mayhem - as Photographer/Fashion Designer. Not sure if it will find me more prettiness in the world to collaborate with, but we shall see. That word just got stuck; sometimes people aren't what they say... recently, sneaky, bleak. But let's not talk about that now. I was wondering about acquaintances too : there are many he said... then sent me a photo of the sky where I got lost before. But not friends he said. I get it I said. he said I said. We said. Then I stopped talking. I should go next week, unsure why. Either and both the same until I make things up, believing them gets me into trouble. A song just came on; I was five again. Impossible, then sad. I want to get lost in the sky for real, but for now my room is what will keep me; there's no-one in there and right now I like that.

Tuesday, 18 October 2011

A Tale of Two Witches...

Mirror Mirror on the wall... Two new Black and Gold dresses

photographed by Hanna Daisy : www.facebook.com/hannahdaisyphotography
now in my Etsy shop : www.flutterbydaisy.etsy.com

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I had a little sleep that lasted a couple of days, it wasn't like in the fairy stories though; there was no-one leaping from the wings transferring a spotlight or anything. It was more like the radio downstairs got louder... or my alarm worked... or my dream was a bit too freaky to stay in... or I was a bit too freaky for my dream to keep me. So I managed a biscuit breakfast and came back upstairs where the internet stole me and still is ...

I became obsessed with 'lookbook' and made a profile : http://lookbook.nu/flutterbydaisy

...tomorrow I will be productive; work on the Garden Party dresses for the shoot Wednesday with Mike Blowman... looking forward to seeing the Tea Party shots from O-Ten Photography and the Self Portrait Bird Dress series from Danniella Jaine... I also have a magic dress on it's way to me which I can wait to get into... I'm not tired yet but I'll sleep now, because I should.

Tuesday, 4 October 2011

Splash : Mermaid Beautiful Polaroid...

** A polaroid from the latest shoot of Allison Harvard **
* model wears her Flutterbydaisy mermaid tale *
...more to come...
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http://www.allisonelizabeth.com
http://www.flutterbydaisy.co.uk

Friday, 27 May 2011

buzz buzzy

It's all happening in Flutterbydaisy land - I've done lots of shoots including sets with Jess, Alex and Mia, some pretty girls I found who are really fairies... more to come and also collaborations with other artists, photographers and doll makers like the beautiful Danniella Jaine, Alicia Wrist and Mika Jones who is drawing up my Flutterbydaisy T-Shirt design for me to start screen printing for you... maybe one day I will sleep - but not yet, I'm too busy dreaming...

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New Dresses/Art/Prints/Originals can be found in my shop from June