I am… I am but the stardust that tumbles I am but the twig that snaps beneath your umbels…

Archive for August, 2014

Rosie Ponders…

It is so much further than she thought! Watercolor and a Rosie Thought by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~

It is much further than she thought! Watercolor and a Rosie Thought by Anastasia Traina ~2014~

 


Merryweather

 

Underwater fairy portrait by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~

Underwater fairy portrait by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~


Iris, the Messenger

Photography by Anastasia Traina ~2014~

Photography by Anastasia Traina ~2014~


The Paperwasp Keeper’s Assistant

 

Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~

Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~


The Tiny Hands of Clotho

Clotho, the spinner, was the youngest of the three Fates; she spun the thread of destiny with a distaff, determining the time of birth of an individual... Photograph by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~

Clotho, the spinner, was the youngest of the three Fates; she spun the thread of destiny with a distaff, determining the time of birth of an individual…
Photograph by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~


The Banshees of the Green River

 

Although known in several lands, the banshee (fairy women) was most widely reported in Massachusetts. The banshee's wail, predicting a coming death, recalls the ancient practice of wild screaming (keening) whereby women mourned the loss of a loved one. Occasionally the banshee were seen, swathed in somber gray and unearthly white. They can either be young women or old hags. However, their appearance are less notable than their voices, which ring with sorrow as they bemoan the dead. Fairy Portrait by Anastasia Traina~ 2014~

Although known in several lands, the banshee (fairy women) were most widely reported in Massachusetts.  The banshee’s wail, predicting a coming death, recalls the ancient practice of wild screaming (keening) whereby women mourned the loss of a loved one.  Occasionally the banshees were seen, swathed in somber gray and unearthly white. They can either appear as young women or old hags.  However, their appearance are less notable than their voices, which ring with sorrow as they bemoan the dead.
Fairy Portrait by Anastasia Traina~ 2014~


Leanan Sidhe

 

A beautiful otherworld woman who stole young men for her pleasure, first in erotic dreams, then in the earthly world to lead the victim to her fairy palace. There the lover danced to fairy tunes, ate food more delicious than any known on earth, and drank delectable wine that never made one drunk...Should a man live through his return, food had no taste, and music no melody... Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~

A beautiful otherworld woman who stole young men for her pleasure, first in erotic dreams, then in the earthly world to lead the victim to her fairy palace. There the lover danced to fairy tunes, ate food more delicious than any known on earth, and drank delectable wine that never made one drunk…Should a man live through his return, food had no taste, and music no melody…
Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~


The Princess and the Pea…

 

finds the perfect bed! Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014~

finds the perfect bed!
Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014~


Little Red Riding Hood and her Lilliputian Peacock…

 

Photography by Anastasia Traina ~2014~

Photography by Anastasia Traina ~2014~


Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather…

 

Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina ~2014~

Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina ~2014~


Capturing the Shy Moura…

Underwaterphotography by ANastasia Traina ~2014~

Underwaterphotography by Anastasia Traina ~2014~


The Enchanted Moura

The mouras encantadas are shapeshifters and there are a number of legends, and versions of the same legend, as a result of centuries of oral tradition. They appear as guardians of the pathways into the earth and of the "limit" frontiers where it was believed that the supernatural could manifest itself.Mouras encantadas are magical maidens who guard castles, caves, bridges, wells, rivers, and treasures.  Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina ~2014~

The mouras encantadas are shapeshifters and there are a number of legends, and versions of the same legend, as a result of centuries of oral tradition. They appear as guardians of the pathways into the earth and of the “limit” frontiers where it was believed that the supernatural could manifest itself.Mouras encantadas are magical maidens who guard castles, caves, bridges, wells, rivers, and treasures.
Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina ~2014~


Chamomile Tea

This chamomile tea features the delicate sweet apple sprite notes found only in the world’s best chamomile.  Graphite drawing and quip by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014~

This chamomile tea features the delicate sweet apple sprite notes found only in the world’s best chamomile.
Graphite drawing and quip by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014~


Underneath Queen Anne’s Lace

Graphite drawing by Anastasia Traina ~2014 ~

Graphite drawing by Anastasia Traina ~2014 ~


A Shadow Thought!

Even on rainy days, a Funnybunny can still enjoy a good romp in the forest! Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~

Even on rainy days, a Funnybunny can still enjoy a good romp in the forest!
Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~


Robin Redbreast

Call for the robin-red-breast and the wren Since o'er shady groves they hover. And with leaves and flowers do cover The friendless bodies of unburied men. Photography by Anastasia Traina ~2014~

Call for the robin-red-breast and the wren
Since o’er shady groves they hover.
And with leaves and flowers do cover
The friendless bodies of unburied men.
Photography by Anastasia Traina ~2014~


Lorelei

poem by Heinrich Heine I know not if there is a reason Why I am so sad at heart. A legend of bygone ages Haunts me and will not depart. The air is cool under nightfall. The calm Rhine courses its way. The peak of the mountain is sparkling With evening's final ray. The fairest of maidens is sitting So marvelous up there, Her golden jewels are shining, She's combing her golden hair. She combs with a comb also golden, And sings a song as well Whose melody binds a wondrous And overpowering spell. In his little boat, the boatman Is seized with a savage woe, He'd rather look up at the mountain Than down at the rocks below. I think that the waves will devour The boatman and boat as one; And this by her song's sheer power Fair Lorelei has done. Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina

poem by Heinrich Heine
I know not if there is a reason
Why I am so sad at heart.
A legend of bygone ages
Haunts me and will not depart.
The air is cool under nightfall.
The calm Rhine courses its way.
The peak of the mountain is sparkling
With evening’s final ray.
The fairest of maidens is sitting
So marvelous up there,
Her golden jewels are shining,
She’s combing her golden hair.
She combs with a comb also golden,
And sings a song as well
Whose melody binds a wondrous
And overpowering spell.
In his little boat, the boatman
Is seized with a savage woe,
He’d rather look up at the mountain
Than down at the rocks below.
I think that the waves will devour
The boatman and boat as one;
And this by her song’s sheer power
Fair Lorelei has done.
Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina


Daphnis and Chloe

Photo by Anastasia Traina ~2014~

Photo by Anastasia Traina ~2014~