Morgaine's Well : Stories

orgaine's brother lay dieing with her son's sword in his chest at Camlann. He cried for the mother to come take him home... Only she had been dead for many years and could not answer. Instead a tiny woman came to him in a dress of black with a silver sash. She was old, so very old. She brought Arthur onto her boat and took him to her home, to her well, where he remains.

As Arthur lost his consciousness, slumbering into eternal sleep, he had a question... When this old woman who responds to the name mother dies, who will tend the well? Don't we all have an obligation to nurture that which nurtured us?

want to keep this short. I put these stories here in honor of the bard in all of us. The one that lives in each artist. The one that taps into these ancient threads of wisdom.

The harp in my logo symbolizes old things that no matter how hard you try to silence them, they will never be silent. These stories and many others like them are the reason that the harps were burned during the English attack on Ireland.

Originally many of these stories were told to music. With the murder of the harps of Ireland, pieces of these old piece af art have faded... but some of it still remains.

I refuse to let go of the colorful pieces of a picture that tells what is left of the story of humanity. How it rose and destroys itself slowly piece by piece.

But as long as we remember and honor the pieces that are left to tell the stories even without the music.

Create the art inspired by these old traditions... The essence of humanity will survive.

The Story of Aine of Knockaine
Aine, was a faerie queen considered to be the sweetheart of the fae.

Nemaine/Macha
Nemaine is considered to be an aspect of Macha who is an aspect of the Morrigan or the goddess of war.

Branwen's Tragedy
In spring, a little bird, a pigeon, appeared with a broken wing in the castle and Branwen was lucky enough to find it.

The Swan Maiden
Their search ends at the home of Bruigh Mac, who claims Caer to be his enchanted daughter turned into a swan.

Medea's Tears
Medea was a princess of Colchis, daughter of king Aeetes, granddaughter of Helios the sun god and a niece of the infamous witch Circe.