The hills, they are hollow
(The hill in the background is actually a rath)
Co. Galway, 2024
Hi I adore your name!
(I'm gonna ignore that I thought it was pronounced ay dawn like the word for forehead my whole life ;_;)
Awww, thanks so much!
Béal Feirste, 2025
Today’s Inktober prompt is ‘Passport’. I drew a Russian passport (as a person who has one) to remind everyone that Russia is a terrorist state as well as a dictatorship waging civil war against its own citizens, and to honour pro-Ukraine, anti-Putin resistance within Russia.
A sketch of a nearby barrow. There is a children’s graveyard associated with it (the small stones you see); since stillborn or unbaptized children could not be buried on hallowed ground, in a proper cemetery, people in Ireland in 18-19 centuries buried their stillborn and unbaptized babies themselves. Such improvised unofficial graveyards were normally located in church ruins, on ring forts or on barrows, that is, in spaces that were vernacularly considered sacred / liminal.
This one has a very peaceful vibe in life. I like to think that whoever lies there looks after these children ‘entrusted’ to them.
I rescued a snail today and drew its portrait!
Another current WIP - The Forest Nobles 🌿🌀
This is where I’m heading right now to lose myself in the woods and the timelessness for three days and three nights of you know what
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