Fairy Next Door

17 Apr 2010

Brian Froud ~ Runes ~ Sustenance

Brian Froud ~ Runes ~ Sustenance

14 Apr 2010

Fairy Tales

If you are ever walking through the forest 
and happen upon a fox 
caught in a furrier’s trap 
and the fox says to you in a funny little voice: 
“Hey, if you help me out of this trap, I’ll grant you a wish!” 
and you help the fox out by prying open the trap 
with a tree branch 
and the fox thanks you 
and tells you that he has to go back to his fox hole 
to get his magic spell book 
to grant your wish 
but first he needs to borrow twenty dollars or whatever cash you have on you 
I can tell you FOR A FACT 
that you are never going to collect on that magic wish. 

Even if you wait around until dark.

Dallas Clayton

14 Apr 2010

Brian Froud

In the world above, as night draws close, the grasses turn in the wind. Flowers bend. Petals fall. (Wendy Froud)

Brian Froud

In the world above, as night draws close, the grasses turn in the wind. Flowers bend. Petals fall. (Wendy Froud)

13 Apr 2010

“Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.”
— G.K. Chesterton

13 Apr 2010

Brian Froud 
Runes ~ Fate {Fate is for those too weak to determine their own destiny ~ Kamran Hamid}

Brian Froud

Runes ~ Fate {Fate is for those too weak to determine their own destiny ~ Kamran Hamid}

11 Apr 2010

“Faeries tell us that small things can hold great truths.”
— Brian Froud

11 Apr 2010

Brian Froud ♥

Brian Froud ♥

9 Apr 2010

“Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.”
— Jean Cocteau

9 Apr 2010

Brian Froud
He will love you for the heat you generate,
for the flames you ignite around you,
though he encase your tiny feet in glass
to keep them from scorching the ground.
-Jeannine Hall Gailey-

Brian Froud

He will love you for the heat you generate,

for the flames you ignite around you,

though he encase your tiny feet in glass

to keep them from scorching the ground.

-Jeannine Hall Gailey-

7 Apr 2010

“Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”
— C.S.Lewis

7 Apr 2010

Another World. Another Time. In the Age of Wonder. A thousand years ago, this land was green and good… until the Crystal cracked. A single piece was lost, a shard of the Crystal. Then strife began and two new races appeared: the cruel Skeksis and the gentle Mystics.
Dark crystal (1982)

Another World. Another Time. In the Age of Wonder. A thousand years ago, this land was green and good… until the Crystal cracked. A single piece was lost, a shard of the Crystal. Then strife began and two new races appeared: the cruel Skeksis and the gentle Mystics.

Dark crystal (1982)

6 Apr 2010

“The gift of fantasy has meant more to me than my talent for absorbing positive knowledge.”
— Albert Einstein

6 Apr 2010

Who is to say who is the wise and who is the foolish? He who laughs in disdain but lives in a self-imposed, barren landscape, or he who stills his soul and listens with his heart for a faery’s song?
Brian Froud

Who is to say who is the wise and who is the foolish? He who laughs in disdain but lives in a self-imposed, barren landscape, or he who stills his soul and listens with his heart for a faery’s song?

Brian Froud

4 Apr 2010

“What we do in life echoes in eternity.”
— Maximus. Gladiator

4 Apr 2010

Black womb spilling unseen images  waiting to manifest in our dreams. 
Crow Mother dances, crowned with stars. 
Carrion feast waits, silently iced over. 
 Amber eyes watch from shadows,  beaks and fangs ready for the taking. 
Flesh and bone, Crow and snow  colours of the moon:  red, black, white.
 WinterWoman turns out the light. 
 New Moon.

Black womb spilling unseen images waiting to manifest in our dreams.

Crow Mother dances, crowned with stars.

Carrion feast waits, silently iced over.

Amber eyes watch from shadows, beaks and fangs ready for the taking.

Flesh and bone, Crow and snow colours of the moon: red, black, white.

WinterWoman turns out the light.

New Moon.


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