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The Winter Season is coming, with the new year just around the bend. Yet this year still is good for some surprises... with much joy I have received the news that again a piece of mine has been chosen for Windsong Foundation's annual Pagan Calendar!
Odin the Wanderer will be your warden of January, if you purchase this very special selection of pictures from artists from all around the world! So if anyone still is looking for a special gift for Yule or Christmas, this might be the place to go:
www.amazon.com/2018-Pagan-Cale…

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  • Listening to: Penny Dreadful Soundtrack by Abel Korzeniowski
  • Reading: Uthred Part xy by Bernard Cornwell
  • Watching: -
  • Playing: Resident Evil 6
  • Eating: Lasagne
  • Drinking: Wine

Still looking for the perfect Christmas/Yule present?
Look no further!
The 2017 Pagan Calendar, published by Windsong Foundation, a non-profit organization dedicated to the preservation and continuation of polytheistic practices, gives you works from artists from across the world. Among them is featured a print of my Asa-Thor painting, which was picked exclusively for the calendar.
So, if you follow any Heathen tradition, whether you consider yourself Asatrú, Slavic or Celtic..., or just being in love with myth and culture, this might be the gift for you.

You can buy it via Amazon here: amzn.to/2hdJtZK

Have a good Winter season and stay in good health!

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  • Listening to: "Hour of the Nightingale" by Trees Of Eternity
  • Reading: "War" by Sebastian Junger
  • Watching: Penny Dreadful
  • Drinking: Tea
Again I have the pleasure to feature a bunch of gifted artists who delved into the realm of the mysterious and the macabre, and participated in the latest contest hosted by  group :icongrimgloomtale: , for this time also one in the realm of the wet and the fishy. To dream about mermaids can take you to memorable daydreams... I hope you will enjoy those the contest winners' entries will give you!

You can view all the entries here Mermaids - contest #14This contest has ended. The winners announement can be found here.
Bring on the singing.
The voting for this contest's theme was quite interesting to follow, and it gives some good suggestions for the next competitions, with mermaids gathering 26 votes, Scottish legends 25 votes, and witches 24 votes. This contest will be fishy.
Our Spring 2015 competition is a mixture of water and seductive singing, and there might be dinner involved. Are the mermaids nice and pretty, or rather the more believable dangerous hunters? Do they live in warm shelf waters, or are they the dwellers of the deep? Don't forget this group's name.
:bulletblack: Deadline: the 25th of July 2015
:bulletblack: Limit of submissions: one piece per member.
:bulletblack: The entry must be prepared for the contest precisely.
:bulletblack: The entry must follow the group rules.
:bulletblack: Lit
and the group's winning results here <da:thumb id="553162180"/>.

And the winners are...

:iconchecanty:

Beach Holiday by Checanty The Cat and the Moon by Checanty Swept away by Checanty Banshee by Checanty

:iconoddeum:

Waterbaby by Oddeum The Clockwork Wimble by Oddeum Signpost by Oddeum Part 1: Waiting by Oddeum

:icontrollgirl:

Enigma De Profundis by TrollGirl Psychopony by TrollGirl Wolf Yin Yang by TrollGirl Ravenheart by TrollGirl

:iconthornyenglishrose:

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SekhmetNo lion, but a lioness
Were you, their deity of war.
More often god; there, then, goddess,
No lion, but a lioness.
Men may make women powerless,
Yet whose the warlike, godlike roar?
No lion's, but a lioness'.
Were you their deity of war?

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:iconerinclaireb:

Mermaid and Merrow by erinclaireb Baobhan Sith Dance by erinclaireb Dragon Book Hoard by erinclaireb

Please give these special artists your time and consideration. Congratulations to you all!

There sure will be another interestings contests hosted, so you will read more like this.

Have an inspiring time,
Duncan Meredyth
  • Listening to: "Haven" by Kamelot
  • Reading: "You Only Live Twice" by Ian Fleming
  • Drinking: Tea
A little feature around the time of Spring... yet the contest has nothing to do with emerging flowers and funny hares... it is about visions of grim and somber tones usually, as this is another contest hosted by  group :icongrimgloomtale: and again, it is one worth of notice.
Resuming the pieces made for the contest It seems to me that the mood and colour of most are in a way lighter and more positive than common in this group. It might be that the topic 'time travelling device' has a more positive connotation than past themes and put more optimism into the artistic process. Within the literary entries however, there are some distinctly ghastly piecesworth reading. Altogether it is a contest showing much diversity and is therefore fun to present.
You can view all the entries here Traveller in Time - contest #13This contest has ended. The winners announcement can be found here.
Just one.
How many scientists does it take to invent a time machine?
A portal or an elevator, or perhaps a corridor with lots and lots of doors... how would you prefer to go back or forth and skip some years on your way? What would you wear to fit into the period? Would you take someone with you? Or maybe some unexpected companion was revealed, after hiding behind a curtain or under the stairs.
In this last contest of 2014, your task is to venture into the realm of time travellers. Is your time machine an actual machine, or just a doorway in the basement? Your task is to figure it out and describe or depict. You might present it in any time or place you want (remembering The Rules concerning modern things, please see to it to get the details). How about an alter
and the group's winning results here <da:thumb id="520337045"/>.

Now to the winners' feature.

:iconevagataartist: is simply amazing, I don't know what else to say about her ;) Her entry for the contest was my favourite, so I'm doubly glad to feature her work here.

Here-and-Now by EvaGataArtist Giving by EvaGataArtist Daenerys Targaryen and the silver by EvaGataArtist Hope for Better by EvaGataArtist Guildwars Mania by EvaGataArtist

:iconsquidmaiden: and :iconalicenact: both deliver stunning visual art. They made places 2 and 3.

To see Clio's face by squidmaiden Whoa, what a secret! by squidmaiden Green side of Vintage by squidmaiden

My Mistress Of Time by AliceNACT

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Rosy Bust by AliceNACT
Shattered Dreams by AliceNACT

:iconpennedinwhite: and :iconmagicaljoey: both won places in the literature branch - a seperate category for the first time.
The Little Time TravelerIt was his masterpiece; a simple cardboard box created by a little boy's imagination. As a canvas for his markers, colorful lines swirled along the sides. Each line told a story of excitement and adventure: thrilling times for a little boy and his ever faithful companion. He held Teddy in his arms, knowing his friend's purpose took much care to achieve; his protector from terrible evils.
Lively blue eyes glanced at the fuzzy friend as a big grin was plastered on the little boy's face. The things they had seen on their journeys, defied everything the world had tried to teach them to believe, but they maintained they were too young to believe the world's words. They just wanted to explore the universe for themselves.
Gathering himself up, he sat Teddy down in a chair and made his way to his closet. Sifting through the shirts and trousers, he found his travel clothes and presents them to Teddy; a brown newsboy cap, pants, and shoes with a plaid bow-tie and suspenders. He also found Teddy&
Keeper of the Clock TowerI am the keeper of the clock; the guardian of time. I am the music of passing ages and long forgotten worlds.
Through the fleeting moments of consciousness, she weeps over her eternal ivories and becomes the harmonious spells of her encumbrance. Many tears fall for the ticking hands of eternity as she sits alone, cursed for evermore. She rests on her immovable throne, singing woeful ballads of her immortal fate. Time is her puppet; her burden. She is charged with its protection. Sightless eyes see all: the past, the present, and the future. Living in the Tower of Visions, she is as she is, and always will be.
I am the keeper of the clock; the guardian of time. I am the music of passing ages and long forgotten worlds.
I Can, I Will, I Have Done“You can’t.”
That’s how it started. A boy, a girl and the words, “You can’t”.
With her mother having died from pneumonia, only six months earlier, Suzie arrived at her 21st birthday realising little else had changed in her life. Her sole purpose was now to keep the house in order, an ordeal which started before dawn and ended way after her father and brother had gone to bed. There was bread to bake, grocery shopping to do, cleaning, cooking; the list was endless and she collapsed into bed at night for a fitful few hours sleep grabbed between her loads of work.
“Why was I born different ma?” She spoke to her mother as if she was there listening. “Why was I born like you, with the female body parts? All I want is to be like Phillip – he can run about, he can vote for change, a change that doesn’t affect me so much as him and father.” A small tear trickled down her cheek. “I’m clever too ma, smarter
SleepSleep
21-3-15
Will I always wake?
I sleep and dream.
Fighting sleep I dream worse than before
Until I wake no more.
I will not always wake.


Please give them your attention, you will enjoy your time. I am looking forward for the next contest... and another great display of dark and gloomy art in excellence!
  • Listening to: "The Sleeping Beauty" by Pjotr I. Tchaikovsky
  • Reading: "A View to a Kill" by Ian Fleming
  • Watching: Valkyrie
  • Playing: Alien: Isolation
  • Drinking: Tea
12 times the illustrious yet decidedly spooky group :icongrimgloomtale: has called out for an art contest - this time daring the contributors to immerse themselves in water... artistically. Whoever is not yet familiar with the group profile should definitely check them out. The group folders showcase artwork of consistently high quality depictions of anything gloomy, ghastly, and refreshingly tasteful macabre! While you can see all the entries here So much water - contest #12This contest has ended. The winners announcement can be found here.
I don't swim where I can't see the bottom.
This time we have a rather loose contest theme - as another Autumn approaches, and the rainy days with it, let's bring this water in. Whether it be salt water in an ocean or a massive wall of rain, your submission must have a huge amounts of water in it. Well, for a 2" tall fairy, a bowl of water might be a lot, if you think of it. But for a giant, ain't no little puddle going to work in this contest.
Obviously enough, since this group is called this and not that, and our mood is exactly what it is, you need to think about it, too.
:bulletblack:Deadline: the 25th of October 2014.
:bulletblack:Limit of submissions: one piece per member.
:bulletblack:The entry must be prepared for the contest precisely.
:bulletblack:You must be a member to participate.

Prizes
Features by: :devDarkLi
I give you a feature of the winners alone, presented with their winning piece and picks from their galleries. While choosing is always difficult, you won't regret taking a second look into the artists' galleries!


:iconnokeek: Lena from Russia does traditional illustrative art with a perfection it's hard to believe she isn't a professional! She also does love trees, what can you ask for more? She is featured here for the first time.
Too Much Rain by nokeek  Nightfall Town by nokeek  Book Elf by nokeek   Amsterdam Lights by nokeek

:iconakitku: from Poland was winner of the last contest and now made a great second! She works traditional media and impresses with a subtle use of watercolour and interesting themes, the toughtful and contemplating mood reflecting her main profession.
The same deep water as you by akitku Meeting the Goblin by akitku Almost Ready by akitku Six Owls by akitku

:iconchecanty: Jana from Germany was my personal favourite in the contest. Regarding the sombre mood and elegance of her work, I wouldn't be surprised by her making No. 1 on one of the next competitions...
  Reaching by Checanty Monster by Checanty Kelpie by Checanty Swept away by Checanty

:icondarkliminality: from the UK made her appearance here for the first time, if I am correct... I find it hard not to instantly fall in love with her imagination and unobtrusive, well-balanced style. I again predict that she won't be featured here the last time...
Wave Maidens by DarkLiminality Blodeuwedd by DarkLiminality Freya by DarkLiminality Creature of Bark and Roots by DarkLiminality

Congratulations to all! To write features like this is pure bliss, picking favourites from these galleries has been a privilege. Also, many thanks again to :iconstelari: for organizing these wonderful contests.

May you all have a good and inspired time!
  • Listening to: Call Of The Mountains by Eluveitie
  • Reading: Those Who Hunt The Night by Barbara Hambly
  • Watching: The Hobbit II Extended Version
  • Drinking: Tea
'Let there be contests!'
Yeah!
The call went out from :icongrimgloomtale: to rally for the 11th contest of that illustrious group, to depict the beginning of an adventure. Thirteen artists took on the task. You can see all of them here The Adventure Begins - contest #11This contest has ended. The winners announcement can be found here.
Pack your socks and Narnia maps, and don't forget about the handkerchief!
After listening to your comments, I decided to postpone my prepared theme and go along Oddeum's idea, which was earlier widely endorsed by other GrimGloomTalers.
It's not about the adventure itself - it's about how it begins. A carefully planned journey with a backpack full of anything you could possibly need (and plenty of things you'd not need anyway)? Or did you just get into a crazy run with an armed tanuki escaping from a horde of legged fish? Or perhaps you're still sitting on the stairs before the porch and gather strength, as it is traditionally done in my region?
Your task is to depict or describe the beginning, whether it's the first step over the threshold or packing up the clothes, or planning everything over the map - or perhaps all at onc

while the outcome is reported in detail here <da:thumb id="467473053"/>

These are the winners, presented with their winning piece and picks from their galleries. Their work is outstanding, so if you look at their sites and give them attention, your time will not be wasted.

Here we go:

:iconakitku: from Poland works traditional media and impresses with a subtle use of watercolour and interesting themes that always include some kind of story. She is featured here for the first time.
Almost Ready by akitku The stars shine brighter at sea by akitku Six Owls by akitku Merovingian Woman with Hounds by akitku

:iconoddeum: from the US is another first and a rather astonishing hobbyist artist. With a unique imagination and her very own style she draws fantastic pictures of a world aside our own.
Are you ready to go? by Oddeum Lady of the Lake by Oddeum The Magician's Clocks by Oddeum Beast of Burden by Oddeum

:iconkafkami: from France was my personal favourite in the contest. Her art is rich in colour and mood. Her work is presented here for the second time!
Say goodbye by Kafkami Houleuse rencontre by Kafkami Hiver exotique by Kafkami Cavale fantomatique by Kafkami

:iconevelyntaliette: , also from the US, writes. She writes in a way that rips you in pieces and leaves you torn, yearning for more. 'Better Lands than Ours' is an introduction that keeps you poised for an epic adventure tale that is just around the bend. Let us hope for more...
Better Lands than OursShe had been planning this night for years, and with each passing day she felt as though she drew closer to her destination. This single destination, as it was classed in her mind, was actually a conglomeration of every distant land imaginable. They varied from the desert sands upon which the sun never stopped shining, blinding even in her imagination, to the castle upon distant cliffs that was painted to blend into the midday sky. She had heard of them from the wanderers who flocked to her father's eccentric store, and with each new description by another visitor their existence grew more possible, more feasible for her to reach once she left her domestic valley. In reality the fantastic lands lay an incalculable amount of distance away and grew no closer despite her feeling that they did so-- but her mounting courage to leave home did. And now the time had finally come.
She slung her small rucksack over her shoulder, just as she had done each night for years in preparation, both test
  Shattered Ice, Festering WoundsShe studies her face in the mirror; frigid turquoise eyes stare back, imitating the blank eyes of the dead. A sheet of white fabric floats idly around her black hairline, framing her pale, angular face. Absentmindedly, she brushes the cloth away before pressing her toughened hand against the glass, watching her mirror image do the same.
At least I have you.
Indecision lies in the curling of her youthful fingers, the worry of her lowered brow. Without a word she pulls the spider’s web of fabric over her face- an obscuring, shielding veil- and examines herself in the mirror.
Do I look the part of the jubilant bride?
She eases her lips into a masked, shy smile. She feels naked, though she’s wrapped in swaths of fabric. In the mirror, she resembles a doll dressed up in layers upon layers of heavenly snow. Just a mannequin, perhaps; a mold, practice for reality.
Maybe he won't notice.
Pushing herself into motion, she mechanically makes her way out of her roo
  Remembering Who You Once WereLittle Eve,
Life can be told through numbers- did you know that, dear child? That by saying a few simple syllables, by writing a stream of organized marks, you can communicate so much. Everyone knows you can pack a world, a story, a person into just a few words- but none consider numbers. Then again, I know you’re not one for numbers- even now (if this letter arrives on time, of course) you’re beginning to favor the weaving of words instead of the futile calculation of numbers…
Enough of all that rambling, I have a feeling that you’re wondering why this is here. Well, I’m here to tell the story of us- of everything after you, of everything before me- in just the simple numbers of years gone by.
1996
Just barely experiencing life. You were young, innocent, and free, though you had no knowledge of being any of these. After all, it's impossible to know just how free you are without once being imprisoned, or to know your youth without being old. You didn't ca


Congratulations to all! This was a great contest - again - and indeed, more is awaiting in the future.
May we meet there again!
  • Listening to: Dark Moon Rising by FALCONER
  • Reading: BEOWULF by J.R.R. Tolkien
  • Watching: SHERLOCK
  • Drinking: Tea
'Let there be contests!'
Yeah!
The call went out from :icongrimgloomtale: to rally for the 11th contest of that illustrious group, to depict the beginning of an adventure. Thirteen artists took on the task. You can see all of them here The Adventure Begins - contest #11This contest has ended. The winners announcement can be found here.
Pack your socks and Narnia maps, and don't forget about the handkerchief!
After listening to your comments, I decided to postpone my prepared theme and go along Oddeum's idea, which was earlier widely endorsed by other GrimGloomTalers.
It's not about the adventure itself - it's about how it begins. A carefully planned journey with a backpack full of anything you could possibly need (and plenty of things you'd not need anyway)? Or did you just get into a crazy run with an armed tanuki escaping from a horde of legged fish? Or perhaps you're still sitting on the stairs before the porch and gather strength, as it is traditionally done in my region?
Your task is to depict or describe the beginning, whether it's the first step over the threshold or packing up the clothes, or planning everything over the map - or perhaps all at onc

while the outcome is reported in detail here <da:thumb id="467473053"/>

These are the winners, presented with their winning piece and picks from their galleries. Their work is outstanding, so if you look at their sites and give them attention, your time will not be wasted.

Here we go:

:iconakitku: from Poland works traditional media and impresses with a subtle use of watercolour and interesting themes that always include some kind of story. She is featured here for the first time.
Almost Ready by akitku The stars shine brighter at sea by akitku Six Owls by akitku Merovingian Woman with Hounds by akitku

:iconoddeum: from the US is another first and a rather astonishing hobbyist artist. With a unique imagination and her very own style she draws fantastic pictures of a world aside our own.
Are you ready to go? by Oddeum Lady of the Lake by Oddeum The Magician's Clocks by Oddeum Beast of Burden by Oddeum

:iconkafkami: from France was my personal favourite in the contest. Her art is rich in colour and mood. Her work is presented here for the second time!
Say goodbye by Kafkami Houleuse rencontre by Kafkami Hiver exotique by Kafkami Cavale fantomatique by Kafkami

:iconEvelyTaliette: , also from the US, writes. She writes in a way that rips you in pieces and leaves you torn, yearning for more. 'Better Lands than Ours' is an introduction that keeps you poised for an epic adventure tale that is just around the bend. Let us hope for more...
Better Lands than OursShe had been planning this night for years, and with each passing day she felt as though she drew closer to her destination. This single destination, as it was classed in her mind, was actually a conglomeration of every distant land imaginable. They varied from the desert sands upon which the sun never stopped shining, blinding even in her imagination, to the castle upon distant cliffs that was painted to blend into the midday sky. She had heard of them from the wanderers who flocked to her father's eccentric store, and with each new description by another visitor their existence grew more possible, more feasible for her to reach once she left her domestic valley. In reality the fantastic lands lay an incalculable amount of distance away and grew no closer despite her feeling that they did so-- but her mounting courage to leave home did. And now the time had finally come.
She slung her small rucksack over her shoulder, just as she had done each night for years in preparation, both test
  Shattered Ice, Festering WoundsShe studies her face in the mirror; frigid turquoise eyes stare back, imitating the blank eyes of the dead. A sheet of white fabric floats idly around her black hairline, framing her pale, angular face. Absentmindedly, she brushes the cloth away before pressing her toughened hand against the glass, watching her mirror image do the same.
At least I have you.
Indecision lies in the curling of her youthful fingers, the worry of her lowered brow. Without a word she pulls the spider’s web of fabric over her face- an obscuring, shielding veil- and examines herself in the mirror.
Do I look the part of the jubilant bride?
She eases her lips into a masked, shy smile. She feels naked, though she’s wrapped in swaths of fabric. In the mirror, she resembles a doll dressed up in layers upon layers of heavenly snow. Just a mannequin, perhaps; a mold, practice for reality.
Maybe he won't notice.
Pushing herself into motion, she mechanically makes her way out of her roo
  Remembering Who You Once WereLittle Eve,
Life can be told through numbers- did you know that, dear child? That by saying a few simple syllables, by writing a stream of organized marks, you can communicate so much. Everyone knows you can pack a world, a story, a person into just a few words- but none consider numbers. Then again, I know you’re not one for numbers- even now (if this letter arrives on time, of course) you’re beginning to favor the weaving of words instead of the futile calculation of numbers…
Enough of all that rambling, I have a feeling that you’re wondering why this is here. Well, I’m here to tell the story of us- of everything after you, of everything before me- in just the simple numbers of years gone by.
1996
Just barely experiencing life. You were young, innocent, and free, though you had no knowledge of being any of these. After all, it's impossible to know just how free you are without once being imprisoned, or to know your youth without being old. You didn't ca


Congratulations to all! This was a great contest - again - and indeed, more is awaiting in the future.
May we meet there again!
  • Listening to: Dark Moon Rising by FALCONER
  • Reading: BEOWULF by J.R.R. Tolkien
  • Watching: SHERLOCK
  • Drinking: Tea
So here it is - another contest that I just missed to participate in, but can't afford not to feature:
:icongrimgloomtale:'s The Muse! With a reputation for an imaginative and versatile art community, this group's competitions showcase a palette of very different art styles of high quality appeal. This one is no exception.

Here is the Muse contest with all its entries - because I think they are all worthy to be recognized

The Muse - contest #10This contest has ended. The winners annoucement can be found here.
Hard-working or lazy, reliable or capricious?
A new contest for the new year: have you ever thought of portraying your creative vein as an actual being? Would it be a handsome woman or a hard to tame bird? Or a sloth (I hope a lively one, at least)? Does it walk around with you or stays and waits in some certain places? Or catches up with you all of a sudden no matter the location?
The task is to describe or depict that part of your mind responsible for all the brilliant ideas standing behind your creations. Or would it be a self-portrait of some kind?
:bulletblack:Deadline: the 7th of March 2014 the 9th of March, 3:00 pm GMT
:bulletblack:Limit of submissions: one piece per member.
:bulletblack:The entry must be prepared for the contest precisely.
:bulletblack:You must be a member to participate.

Prizes
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Here are the winners in the feature by :iconstelari:

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And here follows my winners' feature. Have fun!

Sei Fantasie by Sieskja

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Varmekilder by Sieskja
Not a second time by Sieskja Copy - The kiss - Gustaf Tenggren by Sieskja
Spiritual walk by Kafkami Voyage dans le Nord by Kafkami Promenade with Treebeard by Kafkami
Fleetfooted Muse by Oddeum Don't Play With Your Fools by Oddeum Quite the Charmer by Oddeum
Enacting on the MuseI blink to gaze at the austere dancers on the ballroom floor, and indeed, there are many elegant dancers, spinning as colorful flowers would, when brushed by the wind. There is a veritable multitude of marigolds and buttercups, several daisies, a few brilliant sunflowers in red and orange hues, and burgundy and black roses sashaying across the checkered floor. The black winds in pressed suits twist amongst them, and all the patterns ripple out, then in, as the winds step in time to the music, and all the flowers twirl into all the places the winds empty.
Where do so many flowers come from? To fill the gaping field of the ballroom so well? Why does that woman frown, oh, and picture such a woman, with sun-kissed hair and green silk waltzing down the center aisle. And everyone (everyone) watches, and the naked joy of being that central figure among other regal flowers and restless winds. I could imagine the majesty, and feel the violin song skim across my fingers, intimately b
  DefinitionSpider webs still cling to my dreams;
I wonder how I missed the clues.
Simple beauty still exists;
I always see it in their smiles.
Between them is a crazy perfection;
I am content amid the chaos.
Of Not AlonenessA quiet flutter
of falling snow,
perhaps a thousand little thuds,
little impacts on the ground –
also of a thousand hearts,
beating in time together.
Even though in this
there is no hand for mine to hold,
I am not so alone.
There are a billion hearts beating
out there in the world, somewhere past
all the echoes of falling snow.


Congratulations again!

The next contest will be there for sure...
I wish you all a wonderful and creative time. Be blessed!
  • Listening to: "Showtime, Storytime" by Nightwish
  • Reading: "The Warrior Ethos" by Steven Pressfield
Something that happens once in a while - which some say is a compliment of sorts. Someone collecting your artwork to embellish a website, his online profile, maybe printed matters, too. They even may use it for a book or cd cover. Why not? They have found it 'somewhere on the internet'. It happened that someone ripped off pictures from deviantART, printed them and sold them as his own work for lots of money during an art market in England. This is not a compliment. This is criminal.
I'm not a professional artist. Sometimes I work for money, sometimes just for the fun of it. Either way, there is work involved. Hours of drawing, colouring, and before - maybe a lot of research to get the details right for a historical piece, taking photos under awkward circumstances to find a special pose as a reference for the drawing, that gives the piece a unique touch. There is skill involved, and heart, and passion. And at least that deserves some respect, don't you agree?
Sometimes people ask if they can use a picture - for personal use, for a blog or a website, or a design for customization in another medium. A lot of my work are reinterpretations of Northern mythology; therefore I am occasionally approached by webmasters who manage Heathen sites on the web, and usually I say yes, unless there are tendencies there I can't identify with. It is nice to be asked, and it is nice to give permission. But I loathe to see someone using my imagery without permission, to promote his or her own agenda.

Just happened on facebook. Sharing pictures is a major issue on facebook, and maybe part of what that site is all about. It is easy to share, copy, and use pictures there without crediting the originator. Providing a link and crediting the artist should be considered good manners, even there. But good form aside, there are laws even in the www.
There is a German speaking group on facebook calling itself Germanische Götterwelt - here is the link: Germanische Götterwelt (Facebook)

Until yesterday they used one of my pictures to promote their profile. More, they use a multitude of art related to Heathenry to illustrate their posts without crediting their sources - THEY EVEN DELIBERATELY HAVE CUT OFF OR REMOVED ANY SIGNING OR MARK CREDITING THE ARTIST! THis doesn't happen by accident, and it is not the act of an uninformed kid that dabbles along. It is vile and it is criminal! They have a lot of pictures on their site that I have first seen here on deviantART!
I have written a statement on their page, demanding they stop to use my art and remove the stolen (and altered) pictures. They no longer use my Odin picture for their site, but they erased my comment from their board.

Please check out their site and the pictures. Report them if you recognize your art or pictures you know are ripped off from other places! Spread the word here on deviantART, so that artists affected can take action themselves. The more the protest, the better the result!
Visual art is impact! It is the art that made them hit 66.000 'likes', and none of the artist gets credit. This is shameful, and besides it should be considered unworthy of people promoting Heathenry in any way!

The logical consequence of incidents like this would be to post no more artwork without a big and distinctive watermark. I have pondered this once and again and always decided against, because I myself love to look at artwork without them. But the more often this happens, the less pictures will be made public without watermarks, bars, logos imbedded that are so prominent you can't remove them without destroying the entire image.
It would mean the end of sites like this. Like deviantART. It would be a sad thing.

Stand up!

P.S.: My own facebook site: Meredyth on Facebook
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  • Listening to: "Triumph and Power" by Grand Magus
  • Reading: "The Wolf Sea" by Robert Low
  • Watching: "Vikings"
This has been a busy year - unfortunately not busy in drawings, though much is in progress and not finished yet. Some craft projects took a long time to finish, some of them have not been uploaded here. Much is in store for next year! Just to get you interested:

A Tolkien-themed picture that merges Middle Earth and Vendel Age trappings, as it should be, probably. And no, it definitely will have nothing to do with Hobbits ;)
A commissioned belt pouch made from genuine crocodile hide for a veteran biker;
A custom-made leather shoulder bag in Viking age style;
A Celtic amazon drawing for Nathan Slack's 'Instruments of Darkness' storyline;
and some Nordic mythology... again!

So for now... a merry Winter Solstice, merry Yule, merry Christmas, frohe Wintersonnenwende, frohe Weihnacht, gesegnete Rauhnächte, glædelig Jul, god Jul,
buon Natale, Καλά Χριστούγεννα, hyvää Joulua, wesołych Świąt, feliz Navidad, sretan Božić, nollaig Shona, Счастливого Рождества - I hope I didn't forget anyone from my list of 'followers'.

Thank you very much for your attention through the year, and may the new one bring you health and good fortune!
  • Listening to: Nightwish
  • Reading: "Our Troth" by Kveldulf Gundarsson (Ed.)
  • Watching: Arrow
With the Yule or Christmas season all but upon us, it is high time to feature the winners of :icongrimgloomtale: latest contest: A Creature in my House! Find the review here:
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The winner pieces are just fabulous, with two of my own favourites among them, which makes this feature all the more a pleasure!

:iconcoalrye:
  Night visitor by CoalRye Starry Darkness by CoalRye Summer's almost gone by CoalRye Winter is coming by CoalRye

:iconvalentina-mustajarvi:
Who watches over me by Valentina-Mustajarvi  It's owls' time! by Valentina-Mustajarvi Pale light by Valentina-Mustajarvi Border by Valentina-Mustajarvi

:icontrollgirl:
TrollTea by TrollGirl Allonz-y! by TrollGirl Rainy Morning by TrollGirl Eye of Odin by TrollGirl

:iconhallosse:
O sing, museI fell asleep once with my memory caught
in tadpoles and roses and water and light,
in the mausoleum where bloodshot eyes
And paper meet (where ideas drop from nubby pencils,
to splay, stillborn, across a sea of white).
My pen bled circles
through my desk that night.
When I woke, you were standing
on the edge of my sight,
your eyelids trailing ink.
I watched your hands fold in and out,
The smell of words too strong to think.
You smiled at me and let me fall
into the promise of your face.
There I read snowflakes, sea-foam and angels;
flashes of of glory and splinters of grace.
I asked you in, and your words behind -
'Sing, muse, of roses and water and light,'
I was fool enough to call them mine -
My pen bled circles
through my desk that night.
  The Crownless by hallosse Swifter Than The Day
Oh, my love; lonely is the grave.
Keep the gift that the water gave:
Silver pearls, buried once in sand;
Thread them now on a golden strand.
Once I laughed, and again you sang;
Sunlight danced, and all the shadows rang.
Now the moon shines icy on your face,
Withered flowers, torn and tattered lace.
Tall oaks grow where you laid my grave,
Leave me cold in the whispering shade.
Oh my love, as you turn away,
Silver pearls bleed silent into grey.
Autumn comes, and all the swaying trees
Rusty shine, and all their sighing leaves
Paint the world in splendor, I was told;
I see blood, crimson, never gold.
Years run on, swifter than the day
I first saw the singing shadows play
Copper-gold, the fire hanging there:
Light was caught, eternal, in your hair.
Grey rain falls, quenching all the light,
Red leaves drown, this All Hallows night.
Formless candles twine a crown for me;
King of Sorrow, lord of Memory.
Until the Stars... by hallosse

Congratulations to all! As I mentioned, the Winter season is just around the bend, and :icongrimgloomtale: is taking a rest. But the next contest will be there with the next year, so there will be more to show!
  • Listening to: Atlantean Kodex
  • Reading: J. M. Straczinsky's "Rising Stars"
  • Eating: Cakes
Another contest feature - and this time Sylwia Telari of :icongrimgloomtale: chose a topic that couldn't have been more to my liking: creations illustrating the works and world of J.R.R. Tolkien. Unfortunately my schedule prohibited me from participating, but this does not diminish the pleasure of presenting you the stunning results! All the entries were made especially for the contest; You can get an overview here Tolkien - contest #8This contest has ended. The winners announement can be found here.
-Mr. Bilbo, where are you off to?
-I'm going on an adventure!

The very recent release of The Desolation of Smaug trailer quite inspired this contest's theme. It's just six months to go! Your task in this contest is not simply to draw a character or place from the Middle-earth, that would be just another boring Tolkien competition, wouldn't it?
Fire. Mountain(s). Ruins. Shadow. Flower. Treasure. Couple. Smoke. Lights.
9 words for one quest! Your entry must include at least 3 of these things (and you should mention the ones you've picked in your deviation's description). It must refer to something that actually happened in the Middle-earth or other realms from its dimention described by Tolkien. Entries showing nothing but a character posing like a statue or copied screenshots from the movies won't be accepted, this is
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All the entries are remarkable; Here is the feature of the winners!

:iconsieskja: made the first place. She is one of my favourites here on DA; she obviously loves horses and has a remarkable style and imagination that make her creations really unique!

Saruman, come forth ! by Sieskja Sie erfasst mein Herz by Sieskja Das schwarze Einhorn by Sieskja Oh dear black horse... by Sieskja

:iconvalentina-mustajarvi: also is no stranger, if you read my journal entries. A true professional, she creates images that carry both visual and artistical impact and deliver a potent statement.
Escaping from vargs by Valentina-Mustajarvi Moments of peace by Valentina-Mustajarvi Nothern sunset by Valentina-Mustajarvi Spring outside the window by Valentina-Mustajarvi

:iconsrudy: is in love with the surreal and delivers stunning images, striking both in technique as well as in powerful imagination.
Witchking of Angmar by SRudy The Horizon Bleeds And Sucks Its Thumb by SRudy Beatrix by SRudy I Am the Cosmos by SRudy

:iconcilab: won the distinction picked by :iconstelari:and I have to say I really am astonished by his striking use of black & white, and the dramatic approach to characters.
Tuor and Voronwe to Turgon's Hidden Kingdom - Inks by Cilab Boddhidharma - Da Mo by Cilab Bayushi Kachiko - L5R by Cilab Battle of Hurtgen Forest (1944) by Cilab

Congratulations to all! :icongrimgloomtale: already has the next contest on the way entitled A Creature In My House fav.me/d6l3gbu - reads really interesting! I could tell you somethings about inhabitants in my house, which is almost 200 years old, but at the time I'm just willing to say as much: That my daughter saw things there no one else could see. And they weren't nice... Might be worth a try. Anyway, I'm going to be more busy here in Autumn, so stay tuned!

All the best,
Duncan
  • Reading: &quot;Our Troth&quot; by Kveldulf Gundarsson
  • Watching: True Blood
  • Eating: Salmon
  • Drinking: Tea
Another contest done, another feature won...
Don't worry, this won't be an attempt at inappropriate poetry, it is the feature of the last :icongrimgloomtale: contest's winners - those who depicted best - in the eyes of the group's many voters - what is 'hidden in the forest'. As this group's contests in the past time already have build a reputation for itself, a look at the most favoured entries gives an excellent opportunity to discover some probably uncanny, definitely high-quality art.
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:iconcrisquinu: First Place

hunting in the woods by crisquinu  Victorian Alice by crisquinu  Long hair tinkerbell by crisquinu

:iconjoolita: Second Place

White Boar by joolita  Ulysses, stay by joolita  Which one is Ulysses? by joolita

:icontrollgirl: and :iconmadame-hobnob: share the Third Place

Forest Family by TrollGirl Light To Dark by TrollGirl   :thumb377744115:  :thumb327552857:

:iconyanadhyana: Distinction

Vasilisa by yanadhyana  Turtle Island by yanadhyana  Drowned by yanadhyana

Again, congratulations to all the winners!

Another contest already is on the way - and I can say I am really excited about the subject! So stay tuned for more, or best look here for what is coming: fav.me/d68pyyf

All the best,
Duncan
  • Listening to: Soundtracks by Howard Shore and Bear McCreary
  • Reading: &quot;Beowulf&quot; by Stephan Grundy
  • Watching: &quot;The 7 Samurai&quot; by Akira Kurosawa
  • Playing: Plants vs Zombies
  • Drinking: Tea
This seems to be becoming a holidays special feature... Happy Easter!
I have been out of country for a while, so this feature is rather late. :icongrimgloomtale: has already announced a new contest you can find here fav.me/d5yyk5u
But this is the promised feature for the INSANITY contest - find all the details here:
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Entries have been of highest quality, so the winners presented are only a small selection of superb artists; browsing the contestants' galleries is highly recommended!

So here we go:

El Sonambulo by Asfodelo La Boda - The Wedding by Asfodelo Patina by Asfodelo Y su halo ceniciento... by Asfodelo
Sleep Deprivation by erinclaireb Foolish Little Troll by erinclaireb Creeping Past the Dragon by erinclaireb
Delirium by SandraHultsved Love Escape by SandraHultsved Timeless by SandraHultsved
LithiumA single trickling rain drop
Like gossamer silk strands
Gliding along my third eye
Whispers wind's secret caress
Breath; Relax. 
             One.
                Two.
                  Three.
I exhale. Lungs releasing-
Pressing translucent memories;
Fragment of a fragment
As water kisses rose petal,
Drifting down stream's curtain
The curtain.
Pretty little curtain.
Where the wizard lies.
He smiles up at me
With his monocled brow-
Sipping on warm tea
And fingers quacking casually
To the rhythm of his notes
This is a safe-zone. Free-zone.
Innocent eyes sparkle,
Imploring it to be true. I breathe.
                         One.
Raw           Hailed as the weeper
                    that cries in your stead
  Those Albatross claws ruptured my redd
              Gone is my hollow
                            of prickly twine
              Leaving its chill-
                        burrowed 'gainst spine
        I'll be the lost one
               seeped in the
BirdcageNothing ever happens the way you read in the history books. In war there are never two armies, there is only a field of men. Never a number of dead; but individual lives snuffed out. That is what the subject of history is, years shelved and decimalized. Birth and death, graphed to the simplicity of lines. Great wars a footnote to the next great war. The achievements of men and women plotted out against the bookmark of day, month and year.
And somewhere amongst this, my mother breathed. Somewhere danced in now long-closed nightclubs, laughed at jokes told by a younger version of my Father. And then the unpin-able moment she fell in love with him, after which she would have sworn there was no moment, that she'd always loved him.
I try to place things, to tell the story to myself, but you cannot know the story of a life; you can only tell a new story from theirs, as one cannot speak with another's tongue.
Whilst other children would be given sweets, I would have to excavate them. Taught t



My congratulations to all the winners! May the Springtime come at last; and may you have a great time filled with creativity and inspiration!
  • Listening to: Eivør Pálsdóttir - Nú Brennur
  • Reading: &quot;The Dharma of Star Wars&quot;
  • Watching: The Clone Wars S.4 (with my daughter)
  • Drinking: Tea
The Yuletide is around!
I hope you all have a nice and cozy time seeing family and friends, celebrating Christmas or Jul and making some offerings to the Christ or Frowe Perchta or the Wild Hunt (maybe) and enjoying the mystical time between the years. Of course, the world did not end - but believe me, this kind of prophecies will come up again soon enough, some long-dead seer will have to be dug out again for that to attest. Until that happens, I have another feature to present.
:icongrimgloomtale: had called for a contest on "Autumn Shades" with a very intriguing and daring topic (portraying several autumn-like moods in one piece of art), and the entries I dare say all were striking and of distinctive quality! With a mass of prizes to win, it was a pity not to participate!

You can read more about that and the contest's outcome here:

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Now it is my pleasure to present here a small feature of the winners' art:

:iconvalentina-mustajarvi: is a rare mistress of traditional art! I have the honour of featuring her a second time!
Autumn Shades of Middle-earth by Valentina-Mustajarvi   Pale light by Valentina-Mustajarvi   Ragnarok by Valentina-Mustajarvi   Melancoly by Valentina-Mustajarvi

:iconrose-ann-mary-k: does scary things to old books and paper. The outcome however is so beautiful I have to forgive her ;)
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:iconbeareen: creates very emotional art in traditional medium. And she has a creepy way of taking on fairy tales. Amazing!
In a haste by beareen   Frozen by beareen     Break of Dawn by beareen   Melting by beareen

:iconerianrhod: is quite new to deviantART - I happen to know her for a long time, in fact I'm married to her :) Besides writing stories, she does music, embroidery, pottery, and is a constantly challenging muse. Though I admit I may not be objective in my assessment, I dare say she will contribute much more interesting things in the future!
Autumn Leaves by Erianrhod   Semper Fide by Erianrhod   Viking Embroidery by Erianrhod   The Hound Of Autumn by Erianrhod

My congratulations to all the winners! May the new year greet you all with health and inspiration!
  • Listening to: Erianrhod playing Renaissance Lute
  • Reading: Nancy Marie Brown&#039;s &quot;Song of the Vikings
  • Watching: The Hobbit (soon...)
  • Eating: Christmas Eve leftovers
  • Drinking: Home-brewed Mead
Yeees I know... this is as useful as horse shit on a birthday cake.
But it seems to be quite unavoidable these days.
So here is my "official" facebook page: www.facebook.com/meredyth.art
Feel free bla bla...
;)

Have a nice Autumn besides!
  • Listening to: Danny Elfman Soundtracks
  • Reading: Jasper Kent's "The Third Section"
  • Watching: Spartacus: Vengeance
  • Drinking: Tea
I have another feature to present.
:icongrimgloomtale: had called for a contest on "All Things Owl", and the past endeavours promised a high amount of creativity and quality both, so a feature was unavoidable. You will not be disappointed!

You can read more about that and the contest's outcome here:

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Now here the winners' feature:

It's owls' time! by Valentina-Mustajarvi Ragnarok by Valentina-Mustajarvi Making potions by Valentina-Mustajarvi Under the frozen sky by Valentina-Mustajarvi
Sprite Summoning by erinclaireb Throwaways 2 by erinclaireb Toadstools and Copper Pipes by erinclaireb Listening for Rabbits by erinclaireb
Autumn Owl by LiquidFaeStudios Ink by LiquidFaeStudios Envy by LiquidFaeStudios Dusky Woods by LiquidFaeStudios
The WizardFace hidden by his cowl,
An aged wizard shuts his book,
Watched only by his owl.
A tall, grey, wizened fowl,
He's caught in her unblinking look,
Face hidden by his cowl.
His bones creak, groan and growl,
As up he stands, with hand on crook,
Watched only by his owl.
He hears the cold wind's howl,
The squawks of the portending rook,
Face hidden by his cowl.
That hood conceals a scowl.
He lifts a locket from its hook,
Watched only by his owl.
Through dark night he does prowl,
A spell locked in that charm he took,
Face hidden by his cowl,
Watched only by his owl.
A Victorian ThrillerAnne and Mary were adopted by Mr Wilder shortly after he had fallen under the horse of a beauteous lady and lost his eyesight.  Mary did not suit his crumbling old mansion.  Slim, white-skinned and fair-haired, she looked like a frightened ghost standing against the black stone walls.  Anne, on the other hand, seemed to fit in with the bricks themselves, being so small and square and dark.
'I shall go mad here!' said Mary, across the rickety oak table at which she and Anne ate their supper.  'I preferred the orphanage.'
'Mary,' said Anne, 'the orphanage was terrible.  You can't want to go back to the gruel, and the cold, and that Mr Ebenezer taking away everything to pay for the rent.'
'Well.'  Mary looked at the window, staring out over the dense canopy of trees that disappeared into the distance.  'Perhaps I don't, but I know there are better places than this.'
The girls heard whinnying and clattering hooves in the
The Divine InheritanceOver the years many a Divine girl had spent her time scrunched up in a corner, watching an older sister get all the attention.  Claire knew that she was no different to her aunts, her great-aunts, her great-great-aunts, and… well, on it went.
'You don't have to watch, dear,' Mother said, as she held another length of ribbon against Sally's face.
'If you must look on like that, Claire, do come and be useful,' said Grandmother.  'Which one of these ribbons best brings out Sally's eyes?'
'What does it matter about Sally's eyes?' said Claire.  'Even I've got eyes on the outside.'
'You're silly,' said Mother, 'being miserable on purpose.'
'I'm not miserable on purpose!'
'My sisters were the same,' said Grandmother.  'Silly, jealous little girls.'
'If this always happens,' said Claire, 'then why have more than one daughter?'
'To love them, silly.  Stop, Mother.'  Sally brushed away the length of ribbon, crossed the room and crouched down in front of Claire.  'The Sight may


My congratulations to all the winners! All produced outstanding pieces of art.

So now as I'm in the lucky position to showcase art, you'll forgive me to add some more pieces that just didn't make it to the top, but need not fear comparison.

Dream State by palet-pod

Mature Content

Ladies of the forest by NoctiLuna
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Have a great and cozy autumn!

:icongrimgloomtale: has already announced the next contest: fav.me/d5i6ocq

Cheers,
D.
  • Listening to: The LoveCrave
  • Watching: The Expendables 2
  • Drinking: Tea
I'm back again from summer reenactment activities, so besides some crafting projects still on the way, I'll be doing some drawing again soon. Recently I did two commissions for Nathan Slack's upcoming comic project "Instruments of Darkness-The Mask of Herne". You can see the result here maskofherne.blogspot.co.uk/ It's a very ambitious storyline featuring Breton warriors, Norse witches, Franks and... Vampires (!) in the Viking Age. Nate is on facebook, too: www.facebook.com/pages/Instrum…
There's one more coming soon.
  • Listening to: "Choice of Weapon" by The Cult
  • Reading: "The One-Eyed God" by Kris Kershaw
  • Watching: Spartacus:Vengeance
  • Drinking: Guinness
For anyone waiting for more on Northern gods & Viking warriors - apologies, the Viking season has started, and I'm rather busy working on armor and stuff at the time, though I'm bend on finishing one or two pieces before August yet.

Meanwhile the realm of the eery has ensnared me again, and I managed to participate in the "Haunted" contest by :icongrimgloomtale:, this time in collaboration with my wife. She wrote a short story to which I contributed three illustrations - you can watch the result here fav.me/d55tt62
Semper Fide by Meredyth
With lots of luck our entry made the third place in the contest! Again, a lot of thanks to all who voted, it was an excellent competition with very different approaches and talent involved that surpasses mine by far!

You can read more about that and the winners here:
Winners of the Haunted contest:bulletblack: Please add this article to your favourites, so more people can see us! :bulletblack:
Here they come! It's really awesome that we've finally managed to have only 3 winners for their 3 places, unlike in the previous contests (: However, our voting attendance hasn't changed, it's even worse than previously. Shame on the lazy ones! Also, tell me in the comments when would you like a next contest.
:bulletblack:First Place:bulletblack:

Frrruuussstraation has gained 26 points. Good for him, it made him get to the top!
:bulletblack:Second Place:bulletblack:

Sieskja has received from you 22 points.
:bulletblack:Third Place:bulletblack:

Meredyth has received only one point less, which makes him an owner of 21 points.
It's also worth to mention that erinclaireb has got 20 points from you. So close!
:bulletpurple:Distinction:bulletpurple:

This piece from :devJose


Now, with the rather embarassing task of featuring my own exploits finished, I gladly present to you the feature of the most favoured artists in the contest. As I can skip my part in this now, I grab the opportunity to showcase some pieces who just barely didn't make it to the top, yet have every right to be brought to your attention!

Enough said!

Winner of the first place:
Lord Snow by Frrruuussstraation Shunned by Frrruuussstraation MAN by Frrruuussstraation

Mature Content

Come Find Me by Frrruuussstraation

Winner of the second place:
Ch'gvo blanc by Sieskja ...Och Tystnaden Faller by Sieskja Gulltar by Sieskja :thumb312161927:
Winner of the distinction:
Highwayman by JoseHolm Only snow... by JoseHolm
More competitors:
Beware by erinclaireb Sepulchre SolaceIt doesn't matter that I can't see your eyes, love.
I've already memorized the deep azure,
and if I stare deeply into the night sky above
I can find their hue, their shimmer in the twinkling starlight.
So it is of little matter that they remain closed
as I lie beside you on your bed of satin,
twisting my fingers through your long, dark hair.
It is longer than when I last saw you,
as you drew shallow, shaky breaths, and I drew you against me,
your frail form clutching with feeble strength
before they took you away.
They didn't want us together, love, you see.
So they hid you away from me, tried to tell me you were gone.
But I knew they lied - you would never leave me.
I heard you calling my name,
summoning me back to you, drawing me to your bed.
Your image haunting my steps until I found your face again:
so pale now - I remember how you used to blush
when I touched you like this; but not anymore.
Now I know you long for it - you're so cold.
So I exhale warm breath against your face
And
:thumb290371333: Hug by resuki
  • Listening to: Game of Thrones Soundtrack by R. Djawadi
  • Reading: The Lays of Beleriand by J.R.R. Tolkien
  • Drinking: Tea
Anyone who missed  the Brothers Grimm Contest by :icongrimgloomtale: - my understanding.
I would have liked to participate, but couldn't do for lack of time. Yet, if you do not know this splendid  group, take a look at its galleries. You will not waste your time!

You can read the full donations on the contest here:
Winners of the Brothers Grimm contestYou know, I was surprised at the previous contest, where we had double first place and double second place, so nothing else could surprise me again, but it's quite funny that now we have double second place and double third place. Which means that about 290 lazy people here could spent this one minute and vote - it's a shame that for over 320 members we got only 30 votes. Really, shame on the lazy ones :invisible:
Congratulations to all the 6 winners - don't forget about the distinction, of course. Many thanks for those who kindly donated the prizes and/or voted, and for all those who entered! +1 in being active (:
:bulletblack:First Place:bulletblack:

JankaLateckova has gained the mighty count of 38 points. To compare, the winners in our Illustrate Your Music contest gained 16 points each, so we've got a progress in voting somehow... but we had 200 members less then!
:bulletblack:Second Place:bulletblack:

Sieskja and



The Winners of the contest all produced marvellous pieces of art - too good not to give them a feature here:


Lovers by JankaLateckova Sleeping Beauty by JankaLateckova
Daenerys Targaryen by JankaLateckova Horses by JankaLateckova
Le Chant du Cor by Sieskja Lost in the woods by Sieskja
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Owen by SaskiaDeKorte Three Crows by SaskiaDeKorte
Nada and Dream by SaskiaDeKorte apaintingwhichdoesnotshowjonsi by SaskiaDeKorte
Innocence by Sinematics Take this one, dear by Sinematics
Brother and Sister by akitku You only cross my mind in winter by akitku

Mature Content

Elegy Of A Lost SeasonI am the fall.
Broken in June, buried in August -
haunting September from the boughs of hazel,
where not even the rain could reach me.
How my limbs ached to feel its soothing caress;
but my limbs felt nothing, and I felt nothing.
And the season moved on, without me.
Once, long ago, I was spring,
delicate and pure; fragile as willow seedlings,
believing themselves strong, as they stretch toward the sun -
before the wind breaks their stalks, and they fall
defeated, drained, limp upon the ground;
crushed and forgotten as tears.
But no, I was summer -
when I looked into your eyes for the first time
and forgot to curse the sun.
Tiny beads running down my neck;
hateful, so hateful - ignored, as you ensnared my senses.
You were summer, too
cradled in the branches of oak,
bright enough to burn my eyes and scorch my skin,
but never close enough to touch.
Until in your arms, I became summer,
and the sun could not outshine us.
But now I am winter -
numb and cold, faded, stripped and desolate;
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I should have done this kind of thing before, and surely will do so again...

To accompany the pictures, here is just the kind of music to go with it:
youtu.be/d2Vg1TGl7iQ
Watch out for the oncoming album!

Cheers!
  • Listening to: Trees Of Eternity
  • Reading: George R. R. Martin
  • Drinking: Tea