Iconography of the blind, the dead, the half mad... staring into the vortex of the soul, three sisters of the old ancient oak grove... place of my youth, where faeries play and the old ways still remember the folk long passed away to the summer lands. Yet corpse-like, you maidens of dire import stand before me bearing tidings most grim. For sorrowful is the dawn for loves lost children... scattered upon the four winds... the weeping moon... pregnant with unspoken tales of what once was, is, and ever shall be...

All items are shipped in standard frames. All ink drawings are sold as signed, limited editions of 23 Innova Giclée prints 210gsm. Original ink drawings and commissions available on request.