In the Pink

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In the Pink Image Size 8″ w x 10″ h watercolor

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Pink was Keria’s favorite color. She always wore pink and she even wished her wings to be that same rosy color as well. Oh yes! Fairies have the power to change the color of their wings at will. Most don’t stay the same color all the time. They have their favorites but usually they have many. But not Keria. Pink was her color and soon everyone was calling her Pinky. They called her Pinky for so long that almost all forgot what her true name was. Which was fine with her. Only her mother ever called her Keria anymore and only in private by Keria’s rather adamant request.

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Words and Images Copyright 2014 Ann Gates Fiser

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MIA (for a month)

After posting so regularly many of you may wonder what happened to me. ( I often wonder that myself).  My husband I were hired to paint the bedroom and playroom of three little girls ages 4-9.  The bedroom room is huge- approximately 29′ by about 22′.  The playroom is also big but I never took the time to measure.  The girls’ playhouse cottage bunk bed has three full size mattresses in it to give you some idea of the scale. The ceiling is vaulted and goes up about 12-14 feet on the high side.  Well enough writing.  On to the pictures.

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Skylandialon (Watercolor Painting)

“Skylandialon” 13″ x 13″ watercolor

The people of Skylandialon had once lived on the ground but that was a long time ago. Longer than anyone could remember they had lived in the clouds with the birds and other flying creatures. In their scrolls there were tales of the mighty wizards that had been employed by the king to find a way to raise the royal city up high into the air. The wizards had found a way to do just that. It was done for two reasons; the first being most important, was to live as the birds did. And second it was to protect the city from any encroachment from outside forces. Both were achieved and Skylandialon enjoyed a peace and prosperity for millennia. Though other kingdoms sent spies and hatched plots to take over the kingdom, the magic that had been woven was so strong that none succeeded. For the wizards had wisely fueled the spells with the power of contentment and love. They had instructed the king and his people that so long as the citizens of Skylandialon were treated well and had the freedom and support to create any kind of life that they wanted, the city would remain floating and protected. The wizards also knew in their infinite wisdom that there would be those who would be unhappy no matter what they were given, and so the magic only depended upon the majority being content. The king was therefore always obligated to be a caretaker instead of a power hungry despot.

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The drawing the painting is based upon

"Skylandialon" 12" x 9" graphite.
“Skylandialon” 12″ x 9″ graphite.

Copyright 2013 All rights reserved Ann Gates Fiser

Bath Tub Serenade

Petrius P Pandymon was unusual even for a citizen of Annaria. He was wealthy, and to be sure the wealthy can assume the title of eccentric rather than buck-ass crazy, but Petrius was beyond the pale. He started living in a tree after falling in love with the dryad. Liliah, to whom the tree belonged. And being so very rich meant that he could have the tree outfitted with all of the modern conveniences that Anarians are so very fond of. In spite of the fact that he loved the Dryad so very dearly, she finally had enough of Petrius’s attentions and forsook her tree to go and live with her cousin, a lake sprite, who assured Liliah that lake dryads were allowed to drown their lovers when they grew tired of them. As for Petrius he loved living in the tree so much that he never again ventured out of it, not even for the Empress. I believe that she even visited him a few times, but being as it hurt her neck to crank it upwards to talk to him, and that it was beneath her dignity to climb up in a tree, she declined any future visits.
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This is the original pencil sketch that the painting was based upon.
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Copyright 2013 All rights reserved Ann Gates Fiser

The Wyrd Sisters and the Gift of Prophecy

The witches of Macbetth were based on earlier references such as The Fates, and Holinsheds Chronicles of England, Scotland, and Ireland* (1587) which described the women as “three women in strange and wild apparell, resembling creatures of elder world,”  who gave their prophecies and vanished immediately our of sight. Holinshed observes that “the common opinion was that these women were either the Weird Sisters, that is… the goddesses of destiny, or else some nymphs or fairies embued with knowledge of prophecy by their necromantical science. **

In other words, magical creatures, maybe even fariy kind.  It was only in Shakespeare’s time that the three women were described as ugly, dirty, old hag witches. At the time he wrote his masterpiece,  there was great superstition and fear around witches and the gift of prophecy.

Those who can see the future are often blamed for  making happen what it is that they’ve seen. The people that they predict the future for, often don’t want or can’t see that their own actions are leading to outcome in their future. A seer simply follows the lines into the future and tells what they’ve seen.Is the future indelible? Is it written in stone? Why have someone tell you your future if you can’t do anything about it? The truth is that, at each and every moment in our lives we shape the future with our thoughts. feelings and actions. If you don’t like what you’ve been told then change your thoughts, and more importantly, your feelings, so that your actions lead to the outcome you that you do want. And please don’t blame the messenger!The_Wyrd_Sisters

In my painting, the woman on the left looks inward to see what thoughts and feelings of the past that have inspired actions. The one in the middle looks at those past actions that have led to this nexus, and finally the one looking into the crystal ball follows the lines to the probable outcome in the future.

Holinsheds Chronicles of England, Scotland, and Ireland, is a collaborative work published in several volumes and two editions, the first in 1577, and the second in 1587.

** ^ Nicoll, Allardyce; Muir, Kenneth. “Shakespeare survey”. Camb

My Christmas Card & the Passion of Doing What You Love

I’m working on my Christmas card right now.  It’s a painting called “The Toymaker”, and it’s of an elderly elf sitting, working at his bench making a toy in the wee hours of the night. I feel a strong connection with this one because,  it illustrates the passion and dedication of people who create, who are driven to create. Loving what you do, no matter what it is,  is I believe one of the most important things in life. We spend more time working than we do on any other activity, so it makes sense to me that it should be something that we really love to do.  In these hard times I know that a lot people feel stuck in jobs that they really don’t like. Afraid to quit and look for something that really inspires them , they are trudging through their lives, believing that they won’t be able to find more work.  I also know people that don’t know what they love. Who’ve never found that thing that makes them want to get out of bed in the morning and get the day started.  If you are in the first category I recommend any of the books by Abraham and Hicks, and really a powerful little book called “Every Word Has Power” (Yvonne Oswald). If you are in the second category, there are many books out there that help you figure out what your calling is.  I can think of very few things that are more important than figuring  that out.  Happy Holidays!

Here’s the finished card: