FAIRY FALLS
- yellowtopaz23
- Apr 18, 2025
- 1 min read
Updated: Jul 27
Once upon a time I took a voyage to Oregon, where I experienced the magical world of fairies for the first time. They looked like daddy long legs gathering about the windows smeared with dew. They sprinkled me in fairy mist. The waterfalls hushed onto rivers and trails led up to their sources. The water was clear and cold, and the sounds of their little voices delighted me. I saw Horsetail Falls, Multnomah Falls, and Wahkeena Falls. As all the water fell, I saw fairies. They made me feel happier. I saw their little legs, and I heard their little voices. I painted the waterfalls when I was back home and the pretty fairies floating in hearts over a sky. The paintings brought me back to their majesty. Painting the fairies made me feel more alive. The paintings in that series called Fairy Falls became a solo show at The Tigermen Den in the Marigny neighborhood of New Orleans. The fairies stayed with me and helped me, when I most need to wake up and shake up my reality. They inspired me to realize my illustrated fairytale, The Fairy In the Garden in 2023.







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