Monday, November 27, 2017

Woodland Graveyard


I'm not sure whether I'm just becoming more Goth as I get older, but I've developed a bit of a penchant for old graveyards and cemeteries. I've always thought they were extremely beautiful, and they're also havens for wildlife. They appeal to my attraction to the places that seem in between worlds. One of the biggest and most beautiful cemeteries in Bristol is Arnos Vale Cemetery, which I'd been meaning to go to for ages after passing it fairly frequently and catching peeks of the Victorian splendor inside. Of course, I chose to go alone, a couple of hours before they closed, on one of the mistiest, gloomiest days of the year. At least it was atmospheric, I guess?

Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Ending & Renewal | Celebrating Samhain


October 31st marks the Pagan Sabbat of Samhain. Samhain often has associations with death and spirits. The veil between the worlds of the living and the dead is at it's thinnest, and the Halloween tradition of the pumpkin lantern stems from the practice of leaving a turnip lantern out to guide the dead back home for a night. Personally, I haven't had a lot of experience of death, and it seems incongruous for me to focus on this aspect when it is not of great personal significance. I've developed my own ways of celebrating this Sabbat, focusing more on the ending and renewal aspects, and I thought I would share them. I live in the Northern Hemisphere so my rituals are geared towards that.

Friday, October 20, 2017

What's Inspiring Me Right Now


I was recently in Bournemouth for a few hours, and made a flying visit to the Russell-Cotes Art Gallery & Museum. It's wonderful and amazing and I definitely need to make a return visit, but what I loved most about it was the building itself. It's a rather Gothic looking Edwardian building, with absolutely sumptuous decor.

Wednesday, October 04, 2017

The Forest Mermaid


I've realised that in all the time I've been using this name, I haven't properly explained what a forest mermaid is, or what it was supposed to mean. 

The Forest Mermaid came to me in the middle of the night. I was lying awake, worrying about the future, and trying to think what it was that "defined" me. "The Forest Mermaid" floated into my head, and although it didn't make sense at the time it seemed perfect. I drifted off to sleep, and by the time I woke the next morning, The Forest Mermaid was starting to make a lot of sense.

Friday, September 29, 2017

Autumnal Thrift Haul


The seasons definitely affect my shopping habits, so it's no surprise that my recent thrift finds have all been rather autumnal.

Friday, September 22, 2017

Sunflowers


 Sunflowers seem to be everywhere I go recently. I have seen them in the expected places, the Botanic Garden and the city farm allotments, but also in the most unexpected places. 

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

The Magic Of Glastonbury


Glastonbury is a place I had felt a pull to visit for a long time. With its associations with King Arthur, Paganism, witchcraft and all things mystical and magical, it seemed like it would be my dream place, and I had vague memories of its magic from visiting as a child. But it was also somewhere I was avoiding, worried I had built it up too much in a combination of imagination and memory, and that in reality it would be just a tacky tourist cliche.