There's something about the foxglove that commands my attention. It's literally impossible for me to walk past a foxglove without getting up close to it and giving it all of my attention for however long it demands it. And they deserve that attention, friends. Growing up to six feet tall, foxgloves are hardy bastards, who… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : Foxgloves
Most of the people in my life worship the sun. During the cold months, they pine for the long, balmy days of spring and summer, for endless blue skies and the bright light. During the warm months, I pine for the short, cold days of autumn and winter, for the darkness and brooding atmosphere. I… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : Fog
It's more difficult to see cobwebs now, what with there being so much sun. (Boooo!) I have to look much harder to spot them, and usually need to squint to make out the delicate, glinting spider silk that's set like steel. I miss the autumn months when I'd get up early and rush out into… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : Cobwebs
For the past week, I've been unable to stop thinking about a re-telling of Little Red Riding Hood And The Big Wolf that I read by author Sara Maitland. So it was kind of inevitable that I would end up collecting together some art - ha, who are we kidding? A colossal amount of art… Continue reading Art Of Little Red Riding Hood And The Big Bad Wolf
I'm a woman who has her heart in two parts. Half of my heart is given away to the ice of the High Arctic, to the vast glaciers and imposing icebergs, to the singing aurora borealis and silent mountain peaks. The other half of my heart is given away to the forests of my homeland… Continue reading Reading In The Dark : Gossip From The Forest
I am so, so thrilled to be bringing this interview to you today. Anita Arora of the jewellery and leather accessories brand SIGIL has been a friend of mine for several years, and I’ve been watching in awe as she has built her business up. In the circles I move in, it’s rare to encounter… Continue reading Interview : Anita Arora Of SIGIL
There are three memories from my childhood that, for reasons unbeknown, creep up on me at least a few times a week. These memories are of the stinging nettle, a plant most of us do our damned best to avoid, unless we know how to utilize it. The first memory is of when my seven… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : The Stinging Nettle
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 