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

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The Nixie of the Mill-Pond…

georgia2Has just dropped by to remind you that her dear friend, Raisie, will be on display in the art exhibit “Reflections on the River,” an exhibition of works by local artists which includes Anastasia Traina.  The David & Joyce Public Milne Library in Williamstown, Ma. has hosted the show since Sept 7th… and where Raisie will continue be on display until Sept. 3oth, 2016!

Hope to see you soonishly!

Georgia Mc Donald as The Nixie of Mill-Pond

Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina ~2016~


The Blossomkeeper…

wild-2Says, Everybirdies’ welcome.

Wild Handel as the Blossomkeeper

Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2016 ~


The Haltija

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Is a fairy spirit or guardian of a place such as a glen of trees, water, the grave yard, villages, and homesteads. There are also Haltija’s which guards humans, by discreetly following them around to keep them safe.

The Haltija is a very close friend of Raisie and would like to invite you on September 8th  to “Reflections on the River,” an exhibition of works by local artists which includes Anastasia Traina.  The Milne Library in Williamstown will host the show where Raisie will be on display till Sept. 3oth 2016!

Just follow this link for all the vital information… http://milnelibrary.org/author/julianav7/

Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2016~

Georgia McDonald as the Haltija


Merman Oannes

sam 2SAMMY GEORGES, Artist, My Mentor Extraordinaire and Photographer as Oannes… Oannes was the name given by the Babylonian writer Berossus in the 3rd century BC to a mythical being who taught mankind wisdom. Berossus describes Oannes as having the body of a fish but underneath the figure of a man. He is described as dwelling in the Persian Gulf, and rising out of the waters in the daytime and furnishing mankind instruction in writing, the arts and the various sciences.

Underwater photography at The Piscine Georges Hermant in the 19th arrondissement, Paris by Anastasia Traina ~ 2016 ~


Ruby’s Metamorphosis

IMG_6897I have had the great privilege to be able to photograph the magical McDonald Sisters for the last five years…  and when I look over the photographs we have taken (a mere fraction of which I have posted) their metamorphosis into womanhood has been nothing short of astonishingly miraculous…  breathtaking, really.  And perhaps, when I began this project I did not truly understand the scope, or how tremendously moving it would be for me, the grandness of witnessing each of these tender buds, blossom into such beautifully unique flowers.  For in this photograph of Ruby, the youngest, it has become crystal clear to me that she is shedding her little red childhood cloak and bravely moving forward into the forest of the future and what ever may come her way… So I just want to humbly say, thank you for all the light and ticklish wonderment you have shared with me.  No, this is not the end, but nearly, and I wanted to leave you with my one wish for all of you, expressed so wondrously by  Maya Angelou, in  a letter she wrote to her daughter ~

“I am convinced that most people do not grow up…We marry and dare to have children and call that growing up. I think what we do is mostly grow old. We carry accumulation of years in our bodies, and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are innocent and shy as magnolias.”

With much love and muchiness, I thank you!

oxox,

Ana

Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2016~


Anna Liffey

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She asked that it be named for her… the river.

Georgia McDonald as Anna Liffey

Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2016 ~


Fanny Brawne and the Bishop

georgia and georgieFanny Brawne and the Bishop…
“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”
― John Keats. Photography by Anastasia Traina – 2016 ‪#‎johnkeats‬ ‪#‎afaerietaleofonesown‬


Neave

pip2 Neave, (Bright Light) is the daughter of the god of the sea, Manannan mac Lir and one of the princesses of Tir na nOg, the land of eternal youth. When she grew up she fell in love with  poet-hero Oisin.

Ruby McDonald as Neave

Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2016~


Olwen

IMG_0928 (1) copyWith the streaming yellow hair… when she walks flowers bloom beneath her steps.

Ruby Mcdonald as Olwen

Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2016~


Frigg

georgia 2The White Lady of Midsummer… Frigg’s home is in the great sea hall known as Fensalir, however, she also has a home in the celestial sphere where she enjoys spinning star dust.

Georgia Mcdonald as Frigg

Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2016~


Rose’s Bloom

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“The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of it’s scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.”

~ Therese of Lisieux ~

Ruby McDonald as The Rose

Underwater photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2016


The Rose…

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What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. William Shakespeare

With Ruby McDonald as The Rose

Underwater-photography by Anastasia Traina, 2016


The Last Breath of a Faerie…

The Last Breath of a FaerieThe Realm of Fairy is a strange shadow land, lying just beyond the fields we know. ~Author Unknown

Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2016 ~


Calliope and Homer

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Here rise to life again, dead poetry!
Let it, O holy Muses, for I am yours,
And here Calliope, strike a higher key,
Accompanying my song with that sweet air
which made the wretched Magpies feel a blow
that turned all hope of pardon to despair.

(Dante, Purgatorio, Canto I, lines 7 to 12)

For the Artist Underwater Series Channing Gibson, Author and Cynthia Wick, Painter

Photographed by Anastasia Traina ~ 2016 !


The Blue Moon… and Eglantina

The moon was a man, passionate, dark, and handsome. He hid in the shadows admiring the sun from a distance. It was a time when the moon had no light, but just watched and waited in dark shadows of sky and worshiped the sun from afar. Then one day as lady Sun was putting on a brilliant set of morning clothes, she felt she was being watched. She looked around and noticed the handsome moon starring at her from a deep corner of space. “Why do you stare at me so, somber moon ?”,asked the Sun. “I’m overwhelmed by your beauty and you leave me speechless so I can only watch you from a distance, because if I touched you I would surely die of ecstasy.” The Sun went closer to the moon and said, “You will not die if you touched me, come closer and kiss me.” The Moon went to her and kissed her fiery lips that morning and the fire was so strong it left him glowing all day and into the night. And every morning she would kiss him again and he would rise up glowing so brightly he lit up and the light filled his whole being and the night sky was full of light. Then one day the Sun came out and said he would not receive a kiss from her that morning because he was becoming too bright, and the people on earth would have two Suns instead of one and it would break the natural course of things. “But I will kiss you and love you as much as I can, just not every day.” The Moon was sad to miss the morning kiss and in his sadness he began to grow cold and dark again. But he did not become black as the night as he once was. The hope and anticipation of being with the sun once more kept a few embers glowing leaving the moon to look as if he had put on a blue cloak. And so is the legend of the blue moon. Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2015 ~

The moon was a man, passionate, dark, and handsome.  He hid in the shadows admiring the sun from a distance.  It was a time when the moon had no light, but just watched and waited in dark shadows of sky and worshiped Eglantina’s light from afar.
Then one day as Eglantina was putting on a brilliant set of morning clothes, she felt she was being watched.  She looked around and noticed the handsome moon starring at her from a deep corner of space.
“Why do you stare at me so, somber moon ?”, asked Eglantina.
“I’m overwhelmed by your beauty and you leave me speechless so I can only watch you from a distance, because if I touched you I would surely die.”
Eglantina went closer to the moon and said, “You will not die if you touched me, come closer and kiss me.”
The Moon went to her and kissed her fiery lips that morning and the fire was so strong it left him glowing all day and into the night.  And every morning she would kiss him again and he would rise up glowing so brightly he lit up and the light filled his whole being and the night sky was full of light.
Then one day the moon came out and said he would not receive a kiss from her that morning because he was becoming too bright, and the people on earth would have two Suns instead of one. “But I will kiss you and love you as much as I can, just not every day.”
The Moon was sad to miss the morning kiss and in his sadness he began to grow cold and dark again. But he did not become black as the night as he once was. The hope and anticipation of being with the Eglantina once more kept a few embers glowing leaving the moon to look as if he had put on a blue cloak.
And so is the legend of the blue moon.
Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2015 ~


Ole Lukøje…

Hangs his moon just so, while he fills his pockets full of its magical dust of very good dreams. Photography by Anastasia Traina

The Prince of bedtime stories hangs his moon just so, while filling his pockets full of its dreamy dust.
Photography by Anastasia Traina ~2015~


Will-O-The-Wisp…

Photography by Anastasia Traina

Photography by Anastasia Traina


The Enchanted Frog and his Maiden

    'Open the door, my princess dear,     Open the door to thy true love here!     And mind the words that thou and I said     By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.'        And when the princess opened the door the frog came in, and slept upon her pillow as before, till the morning broke. And the third night he did the same. But when the princess awoke on the following morning she was astonished to see, instead of the frog, a handsome prince, gazing on her with the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen and standing at the head of her bed.  Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2015~

‘Open the door, my princess dear,
Open the door to thy true love here!
And mind the words that thou and I said
By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.’
And when the princess opened the door the frog came in, and slept upon her pillow as before, till the morning broke. And the third night he did the same. But when the princess awoke on the following morning she was astonished to see, instead of the frog, a handsome prince, gazing on her with the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen and standing at the head of her bed.
Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2015~


The Illumination

Wishing each and everyone a boundless dollop of dazzle, firelight and love on this wondrous day of Independence!  Photography by Anastasia Traina with Georgia MacDonald

Wishing each and everyone a boundless dollop of dazzle, firelight and love on this wondrous day of Independence!
Photography by Anastasia Traina with Georgia MacDonald


The Starcatcher…

Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2015 ~

fills his jar with dreams. Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 2015 ~


I am…

 Graphite drawing by Anastasia Traina ~ 2015 ~

Good Word and Graphite drawing by Anastasia Traina ~ 2015 ~

I am but the star dust that tumbles

I am but the twig that snaps beneath your umbels

I am but the gentle breeze that rustles inside the leafless trees

And yet, I am all this if only you believe.


Merryweather

 

Underwater fairy portrait by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~

Underwater fairy portrait by Anastasia Traina ~ 2014 ~


E’mptynestress Emila…

Has recently join the  Secret Mycological  Society... and on her first hunt out she found the great and wondrous fabled Blue Amanitia! It's medicinal properties include:  letting go with ease...and most importantly, reremembering dancing on hilltops to only the songs you can here. Watercolor by Anastasia Traina ~ 2013~

Has recently join the Secret Mycological Society… and on her first hunt out she found the great and fabled Blue Amanitia! It’s medicinal properties include: letting go with ease…and (most importantly) re-remembering to twirl on top of hilltops with the songs you hear in your heart.
Watercolor by Anastasia Traina ~ 2013~


The Wild Geranium Leaf…

Is all ready to go to the masquerade ball! Drawing by Anastasia Traina ~ 2013 ~

Is all ready to go to the masquerade ball!
Drawing by Anastasia Traina ~ 2013 ~