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.
In the Age of steam, man discovered how to harness the energy of heated water and began to invent many marvelous and some not so marvelous contraptions that allowed them to do things only dreamed of in the past. The elves, ever watchful of the goings on of mankind, took notice. Some of them who had long been envious of the fairy race’s ability to fly, saw an opportunity to finally join their cousins in the air. They began a mad dash to see who would be the first to build workable wings. And really, “workable” was the key word because many elves perished dreadfully, failing and falling after leaping from the highest trees only to have their flimsy, fluttering wings tear and finally collapse.
After a short time they realized they needed a stronger, more durable material to use in the construction of the wings that would grant them the freedom of flight. And that is where they began to follow the folly of mankind, beginning the slaughter of field mice and other small creatures to obtain their skins for making durable leather wings. In doing so, they were finally able to achieve their eons old dream of soaring through the skies, but at what cost to their souls? The elves had always been the guardians of nature. What now? What else would they be willing to destroy next in their selfish pursuit of unnatural desires?
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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.
Copyright 2013 All rights reserved Ann Gates Fiser