Attention ladies, gentlemen, and every wonderful sentient being in between or neither: this artist here got locked tf out of his art insta, and since it's seemingly a prerequisite to have an art insta to communicate with people here in Ireland, I made a new one: right here. Please give me a follow if you don't mind me following you back!
The Tomb - Menlo Castle The castle, originally built in 1569, was abandoned in 1910 after a fire broke out that incinerated everything (and I mean everything) inside and took the lives of two people. One of those people was the owners' daughter, who had a disability and hence was physically unable to run for her life. She was cremated alive, and her body was never found. After an unsuccessful search for the body the Blakes - the owners - left and never returned, leaving the castle that became their daughter's grave to the elements. It is reported to be haunted.
A character from the dark fantasy book I’m writing. Spoiler alert: sapphic romance incoming
The Wren Prince V - The Pantry Raid of Crannog
What the Tuatha Dé Danann could have seen when someone finally cried 'Land ahead!'
Funguary - Stinkhorn
You might think that this is Maedhros, but this is not Maedhros. This is my OC, Prince Adhnár mac Earnáin of Síd Earnáin (yes, old king Cole Earnán is not exactly famous for his vivid imagination).
Truth be told, this is no Prince Adhnár either, this is Princess Áine. But since her life is hell atm, she is closeted even from herself for the time being (that won’t last forever, I promise).
Altars of the dying sun
Seven stars in the still water,
And seven in the sky;
Seven sins on the King's daughter,
Deep in her soul to lie.
(By Oscar Wilde)
This was a home once - Part I
I draw things ancient, magical and dead.Visual artist and photographer (he/him) based in Ireland.Art tagPhotography tagReblogs
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