Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts
Thursday, 12 December 2013
Mystical Mornings.
Serene and still. The cold December misty morning, holding back the sun rays from kissing the earth. I walked through the diamond air to the gathering of oaks and ashes.
The ghosts of Autumn playing among the silent, sleeping trees.
The crows speak of mystical tales while the diamonds of dew cling to the old and new.
Rosehip of Snow White's lips, the only vivid treasure for this misty Winter dream.
Friday, 25 October 2013
Having a few months to sort out for wholesale selling to shops and galleries, I've missed writing for my blog page so I'm sharing a few images of my 'Winter Wonderland' paintings for now and hope to share a story or two soon.
These are also available in my etsy shop as prints and look out for the greeting cards too!
A Winter's Dream' by Amanda Clark.
'Moon Stones' by Amanda Clark.
'Shaman Flight' by Amanda Clark
'Yule' by Amanda Clark.
There are many other wintery paintings, prints and greeting cards being re listed in my shop in time for a magical Xmas.
A Winter's Dream' by Amanda Clark.
'Moon Stones' by Amanda Clark.
'Shaman Flight' by Amanda Clark
'Yule' by Amanda Clark.
There are many other wintery paintings, prints and greeting cards being re listed in my shop in time for a magical Xmas.
Labels:
blue,
Christmas,
dream,
etsy,
fairy tale,
greeting cards,
magical,
moon,
paintings,
prints,
shaman,
shop,
Winter,
Xmas,
Yule
Thursday, 13 June 2013
Forest Glens and Rocky Beaches.
This is just one day in Ceredigion....
By rivers and wooded glens. Wild flowers and ferns beside our feet, uncurling and smiling up to the warm sunlight.
Moss covered pathways of wood and stone mark our pathway ahead by the riverside.
Megan leads the way.
Two quiet beaches together separated by the tide, we tip-toe through the icy waves where the only footprints are our own.
Soft sand and ripples of light sparkle on our faces.
Eyes bright and the colour of the sky.
The icy waves chasing our toes.
Time to dream and let the sound of the waves sooth our souls.
Drifting clouds bring the colours of time.
The tide is coming back in now and we cross over the dark rocks with bare feet, trying to catch the red sparks of the sunlit sea.
Tired after the salty air we sleep. The soft dawn light mirrors the next day.
By rivers and wooded glens. Wild flowers and ferns beside our feet, uncurling and smiling up to the warm sunlight.
Moss covered pathways of wood and stone mark our pathway ahead by the riverside.
Megan leads the way.
Two quiet beaches together separated by the tide, we tip-toe through the icy waves where the only footprints are our own.
Soft sand and ripples of light sparkle on our faces.
Eyes bright and the colour of the sky.
The icy waves chasing our toes.
Time to dream and let the sound of the waves sooth our souls.
Drifting clouds bring the colours of time.
The tide is coming back in now and we cross over the dark rocks with bare feet, trying to catch the red sparks of the sunlit sea.
Tired after the salty air we sleep. The soft dawn light mirrors the next day.
Labels:
colours,
dream,
footprints,
icy water,
pathways,
rocky beaches,
sandy,
soothing,
sparkles,
sunset,
time,
waves,
wooded glen
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