And they say that the elves in the Wilderness had no names for their gods , perhaps that is why they have all been forgotten .
They did not call them gods , the elves liked to call them "spirits" .
The unknowable primal forces granted them abilities .
They could implore the trees for aid .
And call upon mighty winds to defend them .
And ask the rivers and rain for healing and comfort .
And in return, they tended the garden of the great spirits , ever watchful and protective of the many lifeforms that lived within the great circle.
We are all part of the great circle, the only way to escape it is to cut yourself off form everyone and everything , it is a hard path ... . . . . thank you
My first botanical illustration. Romulea rosea is a small member of the iris family indigenous to the fynbos biome here in South Africa. Oil paint on canvas. A4 size.
Still the same concept I've been working through for a while, but trying to dig a little deeper. I had a 1:45 min flight and I worked on this the whole time (minus turbulence).
Starring Django Django: Marble Skies (2018). Let me tell you a story about chasing dreams and overcoming obstacles. About the recurring feeling of "rain following marble skies". About success and frustration. About fascination and mania. Tricolor linoprint using one lino plate. September, 2020.
Turkey Vulture (Cathartes aura) done for a local drawing contest. Graphite, colored pencils and clean up on Photoshop. More like this illustration on: https://www.instagram.com/camilojulianc/
