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I developed an interest in mythology when I was in grade school, and it was something I read about on and off for years. Heck, it was one of the things Andy and I bonded over when we first started dating. Granted most my time was spent on the Greek and Egyptian pantheon, but the moment I saw this series on Slavic deities by Marcin Nagraba (styled by costume designer Agnieszka Osipa) I felt that yen to dive back into the mysterious world of mythology and lore all over again.
I liked how a number of these images are a little dark and creepy, especially considering that the Byzantine explorers describe the ancient Slavs as “worshipers of thunder and earth,” which, while impressive, does seem like it would be anything but golden harps and sparkles. Also, as I am scrolling through these, the apparel designer in me is well… almost salivating over some of these gorgeous pieces. The intricate details and elaborate combinations make me think back to the days where I spent all the time I should have been taking notes doodling princess clothes in the margins.
All images from here.
I love flowers and tea and teacups, so I’m sure it surprises no one when I talk about how much I like Floral Story series by artist Marina Malinovaya. Each image is created with a table, a tea set, and a lot of flowers. I’d also imagine a lot of patience. In addition, I suspect that the artist is some sort of wizard because I’ve seen her Instagram account and she appears to have a cat. I would never EVER be able to lay something like this on the table with out there being fluffy paws all up in everything.
I need that teeny spoon. It’s really cute, plus it might be the source of her cat control magic.
Images from My Modern Met.
Artist Isabelle Chapuis teamed up with Duy Anh Nhan Duc to collaborate on a series of flower enhanced portraits. The first being”Dandelion” and the second called “Etamine”. The artists have some really beautiful philosophies and ideas that lead to the gorgeous images below, and you can read all about it in the original article and see more of portraits on Issabelle’s website, but I want to take a step back and tell you what my first thought was when I saw these images.
As soon as I opened the article, I had a flash back to a much younger me, hunting around my backyard for the ever present dandelion weeds. We weren’t really sod or landscaping people; we kept the grass mowed…most of the time, but that was it. I remembered the delight I felt when I would find a stalk with its downy head still intact, how I would close my eyes tight, puff out my cheeks, and blow the seeds into the air, allowing the breeze to carry my wishes to far away lands. I looked at these photos, and all I could think was “they’re covered in wishes“: some still holding their possibilities tight, and others spent and covering the subjects in a veil of hoping and dreaming.
A little silly, right? But with all of the dandelions used for this project, you know someone had to have tucked a fervent little wish into at least one of the hundreds of seed pods.
All images from isabellechapuis.com
Category: Things I Love
We all know that relationships don’t always work out “happily ever after”. Evidently, this also holds true for mythical creatures, as you can see in this photo series by artist Anton Konashuk.
Beautiful, but a little bit heart breaking. You’d think giving up the sea for someone would be enough to keep them from passing out drunk while you cook dinner, even if the chain smoking got to be a bit much. Wait…is he passed out or did he die from second hand smoke? Is this a commentary about the dangers of smoking? Actually, the biggest problem I have with her is that she left the poor cat. “Take the goldfish and leave the adorable kitty”, said no one ever. Then again, my priorities might be a bit off.
I grew up in a very small town. My mother used to joke that I better behave myself because if I didn’t she would find out before I even came home. As nice as everyone was, there was this sameness that was indirectly but strongly encouraged. I knew pretty early on that I wasn’t meant to stay there. A lot of my high school years were spent studying and padding out my college applications with extracurriculars, but in my bits and pieces of down time, I devoured book after book, mentally cataloging all of the places I wanted to go. They weren’t the happiest years of my life, but I remember how powerful the “what if” felt, how ripe and full of possibilities the future was. When I saw these images by photographer Oleg Oprisco (facebook page) it reminded me so strongly of that time.
I think one of the saddest things about getting older is the narrowing of possibility. Not that you can’t go out and conquer the world at 60, but that “you can be anything” is chipped away bit by bit as you make choices. College, career, mortgages, spouses, children; never necessarily bad choices, just ones that force you life into a more defined shape. Can you tell that my birthday is next week and I am thinking about the fact that 30 is right around the corner?
All images from here.