Category: Gardner

Letters from the Lovelorn...

1/21/2020

"Morning is my favorite time of the day," thought Griselda. "I can enjoy the latest edition of the Bellwether and have my fresh cup of tea in peace."

"Now where is that section that Sneefle was telling me about? Something about the Baron placing a letter again this year," she remembered as the Dowager turned to the Lovelorn page of the newspaper.

"What's this? Be My Valentine?" Apparently every year the newspaper publishes a few of the letters it receives from the locals looking for love... "and this year is no exception it seems," Griselda mumbles while perusing the page.

Would you be my Valentine?
If you love the enchantment of romance, we can go for long walks in the starlit Moon Garden where the flowers of love bloom. We could even go along the paths where the Pyksees play as I give you rides in my wheelbarrow.
If this sounds like your type of evenings, then please respond through Snail Mail to the address below.
~~~Looking for a Dream
Gardner, the Garden Brownie

Can She Hear Me?
I have given my heart to a raven haired beauty who awaits by the docks each morning to watch me teach the fish how to sing. She calls to my soul as I sit by the old fishing nets that I don't use anymore. We talk for hours of the wonders we have seen and the places we both still wish to go. I write in hopes that this letter finds it's way to her so that she might know of my love that is deeper then the deepest ocean.
~~Looking for his Soul Mate
Ichthy, the Fae Fisherman

Looking for Love in all the Wrong Places...
A lady who is ready for an adventure is whom I seek. Where we would go and what we would do does not matter as it will be a new experience since we will be doing it together.
Sharing my love for animals (all sorts of strange creatures) would be nice and having the ability to talk to dragons isn't a requirement (but could come in handy). Please have any health/life insurance paid up before our first date.
~ Looking for a Partner in Love & Wonderful New Adventures
BATS, the Baron

"... so, apparently these letters will continue until Valentines Day. I wonder who will be in the next edition of the Bellwether," she thought to herself. "I wonder... do I date... I mean dare?"

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Acorn's Adventure Continues...

9/30/2017

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On his way to the caves Acorn, for not the last time, wondered what was causing the feeling he had. What could be pulling at him that was making him feel so itchy? “Why did it just start?” he asked out loud, but since no one else was around, he did not get an answer.

Following the trail to the end of the woods he started to leave the protection of the trees. He had made this trip several times, but he always was a little hesitant to enter the open area outside of the village.

As he skirted around the town to reach the caves, he saw Gardner working in his garden and Ember, the Apprentice, heading towards some errand that Granny Flare had probably given her. Normally he would have stopped to talk, but not today. The ‘itch’ was driving him crazy and as he grew nearer the caves, it felt stronger, but why?

I think I will look in the caves first and if I don’t find something, then I will go talk with the fish. He was trying not to have to talk to them anyhow since fish usually are boring conversationalist.

"They always want to talk about worms, algae, and school. Never seen anybody who loves school as much as the fish do,” thought Acorn.

As he entered the caves, he was still thinking about the fish and how he didn’t really want to visit with them if he did not find anything here. Thus distracted, he did not notice the movement from inside of the cave, but a sound did reach his ears. It was a scrapping type of noise, like claws scratching on stone. As he approached the spot where he thought he heard the noise someone stepped out of the darkness behind him and cleared their throat.

“Ahem… and what can I do for you?”

Acorn, quickly recovering from discovering that someone was able to sneak up on him (that was his special skill he thought) flew up into the air several feet and turned to see who spoke. “And you are?” he asked.

“I am the Baroness Dragonia, and you are…?” she said, placing a pause at the end of her question as if she was waiting for him to finish it.

Regaining his impish demeanor, Acorn replied, “a Fae with questions”. There, that should confuse her. “And, why would a baroness be in a dark cave on such a beautiful day? What is here that would take you away from your mansion?”

The Baroness looked at Acorn for a minute without saying anything. Finally, after apparently making some decision, she spoke asking again to Acorn, “Why are you here?”

“I came because Tad said the fish were talking about something strange happening at the caves and I need to find out why I am being pulled here,” replied Acorn.

The Baroness raised an eyebrow and smiled. “You are here to help me I am thinking. There is something magical happening within these caves and I will need your assistance.”

Walking deeper into the cave, they finally came to a small opening leading into another chamber. A light inside would brighten and then dim, brighten and dim, a steady repetition. Dragonia stopped outside of the opening and looked at Acorn one more time before stepping inside of the smaller cave. “Acorn, I need your help as this is more than I can handle on my own. I discovered it by accident and now it seems to be coming alive.”

As Acorn entered the opening he could see deeper into the chamber and saw nestled in a pile of stones a Dragon’s egg! And it was hatching!

Acorn had nothing to say. His tongue was frozen in place and his heart nearly stopped. “It is a… a… dragon ‘s egg” he finally was able to stammer. The ‘itch’ was burning furiously between his wings – he had found the reason and was now not sure if he had made a mistake in finding it.

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Gardner - Art from the Soul

2/22/2017

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Art from the Soul - 2017

I do like doing the Art from the Soul competition. It gives me the opportunity to look back in time and remind me why I do the art that I do.

The requirement for the competition is to complete a piece of art that reflects an emotion. Gardner, my garden Brownie, has a toothy smile that hopefully makes one just smile when looking at him. Creating his toothy smile took me outside of my comfort zone. This is what art will do for me, take me to some unknown space to explore and discover… all within the safety of my own home and personal space.

Sometimes it is hard to create a happy face in my art. It reflects a part of my soul yet to be found. I have to dig deep down within and see if I am willing to look at that part of me that wants to stay hidden in the Dark.

I once read that it takes just as much energy to smile as it does to frown. That being the case, then I choose to laugh/smile. I need to peel away the vines and roots that have me tied up in old concepts/thoughts. I choose to pull out the weeds (ideas I no longer need), clear the grounds, and plant that big toothy smile in place. Let that smile be over the top! A big laugh in the face of whatever might hold me back from reaping the ideas and art hidden within my soul.

At this time there seems to be a battle of darkness around me. So many people’s fears, anger, and hate which affect my perspective of my art and what I chose to reveal about myself. But art also allows me to change my destiny and my perspective. Just by putting my toothy laugh in my art, I have the choice of how I choose to present my inner-self to the Darkness.

This little gardener, small as he is, awakened a piece of my soul, allowing it to come to life like a seed reaching for the sunlight. He took me down a garden path I haven’t seen before. He helped me create a haven where I could escape the Darkness of Reality for just a few minutes. Art captured that nurturing energy of Love and Peace which grows in my garden transforming it into my garden Brownie. Art feeds my Soul with seeds of inspiration and lets the sound of laughter beam down like rays of sunshine.

Now I am ready for winter to be over and spring to arrive...

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The Clothes Make the Man (or Brownie)

2/17/2017

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I finally captured Gardner long enough to get him to work with me on some clothing ideas. Selecting colors is so hard for me, almost as hard as sculpting in the first place.

Colors reflect the mood and personality of the character. The colors also assist in capturing the eye of the observer who is looking at the character. Contrast is important to any piece of Artwork. The contrast of light to shadows and from the colors of yellow to blue all add to a successful piece. That is why picking the right shades of colors can be difficult.

But, I think we finally came to an agreement of colors here. He is a Garden Brownie therefore he should be of Earth colors. I love stripes on my Fae characters. Don't know why - but to me it always gives them a touch of whimsy.

Haven't decided on his hair just yet, cause after all, the clothes are what make the Man... or Brownie (in this case). And just like any man (or Brownie) he is trying to run off - now that he has given me his two cents worth. He doesn't know we are just getting started (but he will figure that out soon as I have velcroed his tush to the table).

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The Things We Do For Love...

2/11/2017

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Gardner needs to pull himself together. He is heart broken over the nightclub singer, Esmerelda, who he has been trying to see on his days off.

Esmerelda likes where Gardner keeps her in flowers, but she needs the Outies (humans) to be able to hear her sing and that takes all of her spare time.

In the meantime, Ember, Granny Flare's apprentice, is mooning over Gardner who has not even noticed her yet (sounds like a Hallmark movie doesn't it?). The things we do for love...

I am trying to help Gardner get his act together but he is on his own where True Love is concerned. Inconceivable... (for all of you Princess Bride fans)!!!

Enjoy your Valentine's Day.

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Letters from the Lovelorn...

Acorn's Adventure Continues...

Gardner - Art from the Soul

The Clothes Make the Man (or Brownie)

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