Sunday, May 19, 2013
WILD FIRE Magazine features articles on fair trade, vegan
lifestyles, fashion and well being. The ladies behind the
production are spectacular and extraordinary. Joanna Kilkelly
and Kohii Love, babes of our future. We sent down some items
for their Issue 3 and the images above are what they captured
from the lens to the pages of the magazine.
You can connect, download a free issue, and stay with their
Thank you, Joanna and Kohii, your beauty precedes you.
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Asta Nielsen, a wild and fancy free womyn from the earlier
1900s. My healthy obsession with silent films has led me towards
this femme. She is simply striking for her wit, minimalist style,
outrageousness, beauty, and devotion to womyn.
Die Asta was born in 1881, Denmark and lived until she left
this planet 1972, at age 90 in Denmark. She often portrayed
strong willed, passionate womyn trapped by tragic consequence.
There are over 70 films with Asta, mainly made in Germany.
“Asta Nielsen, she is the most exquisite actress the screen
has ever seen, her absolutely masterful portrayal and her strong,
soulful depth produce the greatest artistic pleasure that film
has to offer. Her artistry shakes me to the core.”
“Asta Nielsen is the only female artist in film who can be
considered outright as a genius and whose artistic achievements
have the unforced quality of natural events. Everyone who
has ever enjoyed the pleasure of her friendship knows that she,
like all the other real greats in the world of art, is also
a significant human being whose exceptional sense of humor
and deep wisdom about life are without parallel.”
"Asta Nielsen" means the power to speak of pathos, to see pain,
and to find the middle path between Baudelaire's flower of evil
and the sick rose of which Blake sang."M. S. Fonseca
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Ellefolk v.7, our quarterly newsletter for Under The Root,
with coupon code too, is out among the ether. The
following link will direct you to a subscription page.
Inside are swirling pixies circles, dandelions, a sprite
survey, monsters, and a breathe from our Spring/Summer 2013
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Derona of the flowers
Dellar of the stars
Domar of the lake
Engatha one who sews
Euphren of powerful magick
Emathe of the sky
Elmar of the arts
Foresta forest sprite
Fettam of the Moon
Freylar of the roses
Goldame water nymph
Golar golden queen
Hepsonar green fields
Hollamia of the grass
Hopenny of the lake
Islatar of the trees
Ilsepas golden haired
Lopeth of the bluebells
Leray of the birds
Lifthe dark haired
Magendar of the rainbow
Miphaneth of languages
Maizmar of music
Nofar of the night
Nephley of words
Opaline of the garden
Ottepha of gifts
Presmath who does act
Pincole dance and music
Pinevair home and hearth
Queenstar from the royal castle
Quilesse from the golden hills
Questar of the stars
Questaphane gossamer wings
Quistine of the clouds
Roselph golden orbs
Ristain faery keykeeper
Rifensar faery tablet keeper
Rometh of languages
Silver myths and legends
Umbar friend of elves
Unile newborn babies
Unefet health and vitality
Unape apple trees
Veronay blue flowers
Velmear red hair
Vamsar watches over children
Xpensomal magick faery dust
Yesmire mind magick
Yitten blue light
Zephan all that is good
Zeph of the stars
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
The work of Domenico Gnoli cast a shadow of particular
inquiry to my view. After an initial search across the
world wide web, the avenue emblazoned with his eye.
(b Rome, 3 May 1933; d New York, 17 April 1970)
Italian painter and stage designer. His interest in art was
encouraged by his father, the art historian Umberto Gnoli,
and his mother, the painter and ceramicist Annie de Garon,
but his only training consisted of lessons in drawing and
printmaking from the Italian painter and printmaker
Carlo Alberto Petrucci (b 1881). After holding his first
one man exhibition in 1950, he studied stage design briefly
in 1952 at the Accademia di Belle Arti in Rome;
he enjoyed immediate success in this field, for example
designing a production of William Shakespeare’s
As You Like It for the Old Vic Theatre in London in 1955.
He then began to live part time in New York, where he began
to work as an illustrator for magazines such as Sports Illustrated.
During this period he drew inspiration from earlier art,
especially from master printers such as Jacques Callot
and Hogarth, from whom he derived his taste for compositions
enlivened by large numbers of figures stylized to the point
of caricature. In other works he emphasized the patterns
of textiles or walls, boldly succumbing to the seduction of
manual dexterity and fantasy in a style that was completely
out of step with the prevailing trends of the 1950s.
biography found here
you can read a swarm of goodness about him here
In 1962, a fairytale he had written and illustrated was
published in English as Orestes, or, the Art of Smiling.
L’opera grafica di Domenico Gnoli, which was published
by Arnoldo Mondadori Editore in 1985.
The below images are of a set of drawings dating from 1968,
and collectively entitled Bestiario Moderno, or,
Cos’è un mostro,
(What is a monster?)
These particular designs had first been printed in the 1983
volume about Gnoli published by FMR.
The name, Dandelion, comes from the French, dent de lion,
or tooth of the lion. A couple common names in lore for this
herb are priest's crown, pig's snout, pee in the bed, fairy clock,
clock, clock flowers, clocks and watches, farmers clocks,
old mans clock, wetweed, blowball, cankerwort, puffball, and
The Dandelion, though not occurring in the Southern Hemisphere,
is at home in all parts of the north temperate zone, in pastures,
meadows and on waste ground, and is so plentiful that farmers
everywhere find it a troublesome weed, for though its flowers
are more conspicuous in the earlier months of the summer,
it may be found in bloom, and consequently also prolifically
dispersing its seeds, almost throughout the year.
excerpt and more reading
As a detoxification herb, it helps cleanse the liver by stimulating the
production of bile and its flow to the gallbladder, one avenue through
which the body naturally removes toxins. Dandelion leaves are
also a diuretic. Steep the roots to make dandelion tea, or add
the leaves to salads. Dandelion is simply one of those unglamorous
weeds that you've been poisoning or pulling out of your garden
and lawn, stepping over or on, and possibly tossing it aside.
This beauty is one of the world's most powerful healing plants.
The entire weed can build and maintain good health:
boost your immunity, strengthen your liver, help you build
strong blood, counter colds and the flu, increase your vitality.
My first introduction to the hundreds of hidden magiks in our own
backyards was by Susun S. Weed with her enormous steps
to enlighten the populace.
This green menagerie may have left our typical diet but maybe it was
hiding until we have found it again. Wellness Mama is a superb source
to find out more on the dandelion.
|image My Pantry Shelf|
|image Lara Allport|
|installation Regine Ramseier|
|print Hey Harriet|
Friday, March 29, 2013
|Fairy Feller's Masterstroke illustrated by Richard Dadd|
The name "fairy tale" was first ascribed to them by Madame d'Aulnoy
in the late 17th century (in French, conte de fées).
Folklorists have classified fairy tales in various ways.
Among the most notable are the Aarne-Thompson classification
system and the morphological analysis of Vladimir Propp.
Other folklorists have interpreted the tales' significance, but no school
has been definitively established for the meaning of the tales.
I am reading, most recently, The World Guide to Gnomes, Fairies,
Elves, and Other Little People by Thomas Keightley. This novel
of 560 pages is bringing me so much warmth in the belly and
cheeks. My inherent pull towards folklore, tales, and those
supernatural beings described within began in my youth. Not the
stories which were read and seen in pictures, it was and is the
tickle of the unknown that gives me consistent belief that
not everything is as it seems.. shadows of the peripheral, tiny noises
in the backdrop, and quiet messages in the brain. Somehow
I need to know that I do not know and the etherworld is the key
to my mortality.
excerpt from a play called Britannia's Pastorals,
writer William Browne, Devon (Pixy region)
Near to this wood there lay a pleasant mead,
Where fairies often did their measures tread,
Which in the meadows made such circles green,
As if with garlands it had crowned been;
Or like the circle where the signs we track,
And learned shepherds call't the Zodiac;
Within one of these rounds was to be seen
A hillock rise, where oft the fairy-queen
At twilight sate, and did command her elves
To pinch those maids that had not swept their shelves;
And, further, if, by maiden's oversight,
Within doors water was not brought at night,
Or if they spread no table, set no bread,
They should have nips from toe unto the head;
And for the maid who had perform'd each thing,
She in the water-pail bade leave a ring.
moral of the story:
remember to set out water, bread, and sweet butter
for the night or a pinch you will receive
|Frenn made by M & CH|