House Inside a Fairy Tale

Here is the other large painting you may remember from photos of the Saucon Creek festival on June 3.

It’s done in acrylics, 24″ x 26″, finished in May, 2017.

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22 thoughts on “House Inside a Fairy Tale

  1. Claudia McGill Post author

    Thank you. I like how it turned out. I still have it, it will not get out much since it is so big and I don’t always have space in the booth for it.

  2. Laura (PA Pict)

    I love this one! I really love that tumble of glowing, sunshine rocks in the foreground, the cool and bold blues that create a sense of shade in the background, and those black trunk lines connecting the two areas of the painting in such a striking manner.

  3. Claudia McGill Post author

    Thank you. Working bigger than usual was an experience that ended up pretty well I think because I stuck to familiar themes and objects and colors. Practice on smaller things gave me confidence.

  4. Claudia McGill Post author

    I love this, and I reply:

    Black trees in warped ranks.
    The house turned in on itself.
    Step out of the light
    into the cool blue unknown.
    The nameless story begins.

  5. wonkywizard

    Thank you for your inspiring tanka, and I respond thus:

    tall tales are nameless
    step out of house of desire
    sun shines on the blue
    dream as dream, time yet to be
    myth to magic, change is choice

  6. Claudia McGill Post author

    Old tales from childhood/half-forgotten, now recalled/spring to vivid life

    When I was young my grandmother used to read fairy tales to us before bed. That is where I learned to love them.

  7. wonkywizard

    Yes, you are right there. Now children are so scientific, and they miss lessons from these tales. A haiku to respond to yours:

    fables are pathways
    weave into integral whole
    holes to fill future

  8. Claudia McGill Post author

    Before the dreams come/we close our eyes and listen/to grandmother’s voice

    I think of this haiku literally, meaning our long ago night time ritual of listening to her read’ I also think of how our older family members influenced us younger ones. Now so long ago. And also, even today, in memory.

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