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.
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.
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.
The drawing the painting is based upon
“Skylandialon” 12″ x 9″ graphite.
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