tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77280984591253536152024-03-06T12:01:44.733-08:00Down on Penny's Farmabout a life dedicated to folklore and art...Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-35393858420451233572011-07-29T01:06:00.000-07:002011-07-29T01:09:02.419-07:00Avocado Art<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSJm1Rm9hcX5Xxy8vOqzng5GPCJ0F8JQogmYpIw52yn8Pu8ZU1rArurozWF5eX0qIPEQkqM6djIYb0gNQJhNMQKO4Xu8l5h-WeMr4zKaOrxg0iBTKRiGmDx3uxTIcXktA9pPcsV3sbBaI/s1600/little_princess_by_avocadoart-d41yoqt.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSJm1Rm9hcX5Xxy8vOqzng5GPCJ0F8JQogmYpIw52yn8Pu8ZU1rArurozWF5eX0qIPEQkqM6djIYb0gNQJhNMQKO4Xu8l5h-WeMr4zKaOrxg0iBTKRiGmDx3uxTIcXktA9pPcsV3sbBaI/s400/little_princess_by_avocadoart-d41yoqt.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634682673854919538" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>This was a birthday present made for me by Marcus. You can find all his marvelous work here: <b><i><a href="http://avocadoart.deviantart.com/">LINK</a></i></b></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-84089377055931239962011-02-19T08:51:00.001-08:002011-02-19T08:55:10.143-08:00New Shadow Puppets!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinRBe9NQP6Z2XSbFtblzuRjbEy9mGVdxv5gWTtD1kIfgwnAMUsjy39NfXIdgxdy0nXrt9pOuROUpUgsavs847US_hH1YH4dt4UjqimDeVaSNBBm79IGpPkRucBbqSJAne5Zln_9raiBcQ/s1600/faustkopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinRBe9NQP6Z2XSbFtblzuRjbEy9mGVdxv5gWTtD1kIfgwnAMUsjy39NfXIdgxdy0nXrt9pOuROUpUgsavs847US_hH1YH4dt4UjqimDeVaSNBBm79IGpPkRucBbqSJAne5Zln_9raiBcQ/s400/faustkopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575444526892269138" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Faust and Mephisto</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOSgUCEO-veKhO2Ez-WGd-0ur8wfHt3OLui5GNO_Noo-v4N2OkHx8GLIjiaEXJ5FHhdcoppWfBpMi51DSb8-tESdKj9cd1uFfF8Vh6R37cW7HCAfLXl0MjagkyCb-WY4X697EogQF0NfU/s1600/Hans-grietjekopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOSgUCEO-veKhO2Ez-WGd-0ur8wfHt3OLui5GNO_Noo-v4N2OkHx8GLIjiaEXJ5FHhdcoppWfBpMi51DSb8-tESdKj9cd1uFfF8Vh6R37cW7HCAfLXl0MjagkyCb-WY4X697EogQF0NfU/s400/Hans-grietjekopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575444469690357266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Hansel and Gretel</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKF4db20COA38x-bb7IoMIS_AWNKA0sv80LkKQkLIiHOvKIZBExhjvf7-5q9kTAZrpukkCSGmXK9kPXwj1YlltXRsBpB4XGBrQVjJFvZhMwqgFU7jiYB69RteanMpoV71bs1eNs-lBE6c/s1600/zandmannetjekopie.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKF4db20COA38x-bb7IoMIS_AWNKA0sv80LkKQkLIiHOvKIZBExhjvf7-5q9kTAZrpukkCSGmXK9kPXwj1YlltXRsBpB4XGBrQVjJFvZhMwqgFU7jiYB69RteanMpoV71bs1eNs-lBE6c/s1600/zandmannetjekopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKF4db20COA38x-bb7IoMIS_AWNKA0sv80LkKQkLIiHOvKIZBExhjvf7-5q9kTAZrpukkCSGmXK9kPXwj1YlltXRsBpB4XGBrQVjJFvZhMwqgFU7jiYB69RteanMpoV71bs1eNs-lBE6c/s400/zandmannetjekopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575444352000757202" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKF4db20COA38x-bb7IoMIS_AWNKA0sv80LkKQkLIiHOvKIZBExhjvf7-5q9kTAZrpukkCSGmXK9kPXwj1YlltXRsBpB4XGBrQVjJFvZhMwqgFU7jiYB69RteanMpoV71bs1eNs-lBE6c/s1600/zandmannetjekopie.jpg"><b><i><br /></i></b></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>The Sandman</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Another series of hand-cut shadow puppets! Reproductions are soon for sale at my shop.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I hope you all like it!</div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-49623950534639821532011-02-19T08:46:00.001-08:002011-02-19T08:50:46.259-08:00Theater Decors<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAFlL5CBq4auCbtf8OLiUv1S1nnwMFL1SGUZS4KGtXAm5E1JwWxxrJmr2U39RTbQj0zWkcS9JVLb69aNrCoWfHAl83FnJmpYNZFubqJhGq5Iv_z4N6r61ntq5ZTcfBre0GmaMZrZSvmQs/s1600/Snoephuisjekopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAFlL5CBq4auCbtf8OLiUv1S1nnwMFL1SGUZS4KGtXAm5E1JwWxxrJmr2U39RTbQj0zWkcS9JVLb69aNrCoWfHAl83FnJmpYNZFubqJhGq5Iv_z4N6r61ntq5ZTcfBre0GmaMZrZSvmQs/s400/Snoephuisjekopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575443695741660018" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfzskSBAJij-LpPIXlnDkpBJ8rPEV-l9CB5V2P15gz_WvE7RZvDmMtf25vWb4xOh68dbZIL9IgeeSHaD8btFh5IACbhXxo0kIvKtWTmk4fBh5uKGq09eJs0PpNtobzn4sbM2M0iICtHzA/s1600/Kasteelkopie.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfzskSBAJij-LpPIXlnDkpBJ8rPEV-l9CB5V2P15gz_WvE7RZvDmMtf25vWb4xOh68dbZIL9IgeeSHaD8btFh5IACbhXxo0kIvKtWTmk4fBh5uKGq09eJs0PpNtobzn4sbM2M0iICtHzA/s1600/Kasteelkopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfzskSBAJij-LpPIXlnDkpBJ8rPEV-l9CB5V2P15gz_WvE7RZvDmMtf25vWb4xOh68dbZIL9IgeeSHaD8btFh5IACbhXxo0kIvKtWTmk4fBh5uKGq09eJs0PpNtobzn4sbM2M0iICtHzA/s400/Kasteelkopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575443649196634786" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfzskSBAJij-LpPIXlnDkpBJ8rPEV-l9CB5V2P15gz_WvE7RZvDmMtf25vWb4xOh68dbZIL9IgeeSHaD8btFh5IACbhXxo0kIvKtWTmk4fBh5uKGq09eJs0PpNtobzn4sbM2M0iICtHzA/s1600/Kasteelkopie.jpg"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">I decided to try something new for my shop... theater decors. I hope you all like it!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;">Reproductions are soon for sale at my shop!</span></span></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-2505440679623764582011-01-24T12:55:00.001-08:002011-01-24T12:58:11.412-08:00Tell me a Story - Update<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKvWQCqDwXvIvxdHtSF_mKJL80K0jIiW9eBS6E957hA0mW2Odm3_4grvXq35A0FuLLVoNWni2OIop8A8uo5hABxPPVPTek9MOE5khcimds68f0h7LJW6lT7AF2cZQPNRnlembVL7uvhVM/s1600/Paperback-voorkant.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKvWQCqDwXvIvxdHtSF_mKJL80K0jIiW9eBS6E957hA0mW2Odm3_4grvXq35A0FuLLVoNWni2OIop8A8uo5hABxPPVPTek9MOE5khcimds68f0h7LJW6lT7AF2cZQPNRnlembVL7uvhVM/s400/Paperback-voorkant.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565859150951006706" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBpSHyYl-V3AwCpFlZNchPBEkei-LkFBoiiiMRiDWzetB6tzjvcoNVLqNvPjU30c9XpH2vuz4z8YvRybCZSR4QYCRJD99lozrKBB52fkwc4RO9Coh0z2O2TRbnGdoaYEK8ro1ET8Tpg9Y/s1600/Paperback-achterkant.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBpSHyYl-V3AwCpFlZNchPBEkei-LkFBoiiiMRiDWzetB6tzjvcoNVLqNvPjU30c9XpH2vuz4z8YvRybCZSR4QYCRJD99lozrKBB52fkwc4RO9Coh0z2O2TRbnGdoaYEK8ro1ET8Tpg9Y/s1600/Paperback-achterkant.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBpSHyYl-V3AwCpFlZNchPBEkei-LkFBoiiiMRiDWzetB6tzjvcoNVLqNvPjU30c9XpH2vuz4z8YvRybCZSR4QYCRJD99lozrKBB52fkwc4RO9Coh0z2O2TRbnGdoaYEK8ro1ET8Tpg9Y/s400/Paperback-achterkant.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565859080415499890" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBpSHyYl-V3AwCpFlZNchPBEkei-LkFBoiiiMRiDWzetB6tzjvcoNVLqNvPjU30c9XpH2vuz4z8YvRybCZSR4QYCRJD99lozrKBB52fkwc4RO9Coh0z2O2TRbnGdoaYEK8ro1ET8Tpg9Y/s1600/Paperback-achterkant.jpg"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; "><div>Last week I received a copy of my upcoming book: Tell me a story.</div><div>I can not show you any pictures of the hardcover yet because I have yet to receive it.</div><div><br /></div><div>The book is now going through the last stages of perfectionizing and then my book will finally be for sale. I can hardly wait!</div><div><br /></div><div>Jacket Design made by:<b><i><a href="http://pezbananadesign.deviantart.com/"> LINK</a></i></b></div><div>Jacket Illustrations by me :-)</div></span></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-87082848728505022802011-01-24T12:18:00.000-08:002011-01-24T12:22:31.713-08:00DIY Shadow Theaters<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBzYp-Wosztw-ZqP_peuesU6PwbWqyRV7QctvI1Jix1Q7uGClT9kmBXZZocSFM27e4J5ZjDlAkNhG8QTrV5Qf4jnqUpFQDhjgyuO1W2fbDlhY3OdzubV4tz2wpXweMiBpzdNgOw9f3ye0/s1600/theater-licht.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBzYp-Wosztw-ZqP_peuesU6PwbWqyRV7QctvI1Jix1Q7uGClT9kmBXZZocSFM27e4J5ZjDlAkNhG8QTrV5Qf4jnqUpFQDhjgyuO1W2fbDlhY3OdzubV4tz2wpXweMiBpzdNgOw9f3ye0/s400/theater-licht.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565849758057857250" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBzYp-Wosztw-ZqP_peuesU6PwbWqyRV7QctvI1Jix1Q7uGClT9kmBXZZocSFM27e4J5ZjDlAkNhG8QTrV5Qf4jnqUpFQDhjgyuO1W2fbDlhY3OdzubV4tz2wpXweMiBpzdNgOw9f3ye0/s1600/theater-licht.jpg"></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFmTHyxmfWfygvYXYfIlxZpizX4MMdAwsnCRV3xnyByKHOkyvEKHqfaLZw14ytj-S8tN1MsyIU84Sa20Dmic82KSTOu9etg85f-zmZJ_Ew6xOYYQCs67_koBY-M-g1CoHtcXxggxzVOXM/s1600/Onderdelen.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFmTHyxmfWfygvYXYfIlxZpizX4MMdAwsnCRV3xnyByKHOkyvEKHqfaLZw14ytj-S8tN1MsyIU84Sa20Dmic82KSTOu9etg85f-zmZJ_Ew6xOYYQCs67_koBY-M-g1CoHtcXxggxzVOXM/s400/Onderdelen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565849675351871746" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0eEMKzCisgyjpsoSKg_WTJxGmRYqeOHkc1MMa6-iVQk3rzy9e-0jzqI9iRafwysA30MGBJaBmmr65SPTqyMcWj17bJSBEgooxS-f14oJPmQwmGGjDREvYmDKLSBSCLsNh52wh4Y_2uFo/s1600/Theaterkopie.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0eEMKzCisgyjpsoSKg_WTJxGmRYqeOHkc1MMa6-iVQk3rzy9e-0jzqI9iRafwysA30MGBJaBmmr65SPTqyMcWj17bJSBEgooxS-f14oJPmQwmGGjDREvYmDKLSBSCLsNh52wh4Y_2uFo/s400/Theaterkopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565849836301270082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFmTHyxmfWfygvYXYfIlxZpizX4MMdAwsnCRV3xnyByKHOkyvEKHqfaLZw14ytj-S8tN1MsyIU84Sa20Dmic82KSTOu9etg85f-zmZJ_Ew6xOYYQCs67_koBY-M-g1CoHtcXxggxzVOXM/s1600/Onderdelen.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(44, 54, 53); ">I have been working on some new products for my <i><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/IsabellasArt?ref=seller_info"><b>shop</b></a></i> for the last couple of weeks. One of these "experiments" resulted in a shadow theater which people can make themselves at home.<br /><br />I would have loved to play with it myself when I was a kid.... Actually I love playing with it now as well!<br /><br />More exciting shadow puppetry related news will follow soon!</span><br /><br /></div></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-47503759139505177402010-11-21T07:18:00.000-08:002010-11-21T07:27:10.939-08:00The Sketchbook Project!<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiyJWPA0Fton571n8Z1TGQ-JfabaXlu4El0jMrovJXg-7JxUGo_kyxg1dL11hCTZU6q-k8zpaHQv-Nf_bJajKmvw3WIADGNL8EZe7GSOW0zoX8UELJOtxnjLm1H8wfP7tIqFOzy0qShzI/s320/1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542023368878127874" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; "><div> </div><div>I finally have some time to tell you all about my latest project! It is a small project which I only did for fun's sake and also because I wanted to get my mind off of things during these busy months.</div><div>As usual I focused on the folklore theme, in this case Dutch folklore, but let me first tell you a bit about the project itself.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmkNCq8TYOfJXPlY4aZnlNleG66LQLUJ-g-BkXS1K3UQNwK9wucDMf4J2EmLs0E-g9iSg2OJ4S5lP-Bu0YZWKWG-p5a3KNAIUrxb1ZhpUn4MKI0LIuYdhaPbUwu1KAIPgm1VlEnXVnuIk/s320/3.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542023909621692882" /></div><div><br /></div><div><b><i>The Sketchbook Project:</i></b></div><div><br /></div><div>The Sketchbook Project, an initiative of Art House, is a collaboration of artists who submit their sketchbook in order to create the largest traveling sketchbook library in the world. Thousands of sketchbooks will be exhibited at galleries and museums as they make their way on tour across the USA. After the tour, all sketchbooks will enter into the permanent collections of the Brooklyn Art Library, where they will be bar coded and available for the public to view.</div><div>At the moment 28594 artists from 94 countries around the world are participating and one of these artist is me :-)</div><div>To find out more about the project and the tour dates please check out their website: <b><i><a href="http://www.arthousecoop.com/projects/sketchbookproject">LINK</a></i></b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxevRF7yqRKcm6M29iB77D5bAcrXIjLFtQQUqt3bB1-q2lW2TF53RIpj0kMCKw0p-3lL3gElT24eoBaqJIAmjf8xLCT8H35p7sMUirLjzsz4z2wKuSkTos3EMBf9sIsOwBiDM2pPllDQ0/s1600/4.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxevRF7yqRKcm6M29iB77D5bAcrXIjLFtQQUqt3bB1-q2lW2TF53RIpj0kMCKw0p-3lL3gElT24eoBaqJIAmjf8xLCT8H35p7sMUirLjzsz4z2wKuSkTos3EMBf9sIsOwBiDM2pPllDQ0/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542024424928444770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px; " /></a></span></b></div><div><br /></div><div><b><i>About my Sketchbook:</i></b></div><div><br /></div><div>It will probably not surprise you that I decided to work with the folklore theme for my own Sketchbook. I thus created a character: Mister Oswald who is a professional folklorist and story-collector. For his work he travels through Holland in order to collect as many folktales as possible. These tales he writes down in his journal, accompanied by drawings he makes and other things he finds on his way. </div><div>My sketchbook: Mister Oswald's journal, will thus be a collections of tales and drawings, old and new, put together in one small book. Which I hope many people will enjoy to read and view !</div><div><br /></div><div>I will upload scans of the journal/sketchbook pages on my Deviant Art account as well as my profile on Art House.</div><div>Those of you who are not able to visit one of the exhibitions can thus still see the sketchbook and read the folktales of my country.</div><div><br /></div><div>You can view the entire contents of the sketchbook here: <b><i><a href="http://isabellasart.deviantart.com/gallery/27233582">LINK</a></i></b></div><div><br /></div><div>Enjoy!</div></span>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-36620540109548410362010-10-10T10:18:00.000-07:002010-10-10T11:40:23.259-07:00Witte Wieven - A Dutch Folktale<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAnFPnFLbh-3dh-xjqBMPPCDwS5aEtxbsbjRVUCNJaesEW70ZDsZ-4B-9ULmh4ZzJHxsZRQfKf_IXQTgcNkZ9yF215wQmQpUy0Jgdu2mzhq0g8BbcB9bIFSF1ZRAT36626j3Xh8qrdx1s/s1600/Witte+Wieven.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAnFPnFLbh-3dh-xjqBMPPCDwS5aEtxbsbjRVUCNJaesEW70ZDsZ-4B-9ULmh4ZzJHxsZRQfKf_IXQTgcNkZ9yF215wQmQpUy0Jgdu2mzhq0g8BbcB9bIFSF1ZRAT36626j3Xh8qrdx1s/s400/Witte+Wieven.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526468511999525682" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; ">(Please, click picture for bigger and better view)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><i>'Why all these Dutch folktales all of the sudden?</i> ' some of you might be thinking. Well, I have started a new folklore related project a few weeks ago about which I will tell you all later this week. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">But first I would like to share with you my latest drawing, which is also part of the project, named: "</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; ">Witte Wieven". These two small words have two different meanings. Witte can mean white or (in dialect) wise and wieven means women. Thus it can refer to white women or wise women. In this case both interpetations would actually be correct.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; ">These Witte Wieven are always described by the people as white, ghostly, witch-like figures, often brought in connection with mist. They haunt the old burial-mounds, which can still be found in the Netherlands, dating back to the Iron A</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">ge. It is not a coincidence that these ghostly women are haunting these burial-mounds because the Witte Wieven are infact the </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">vestiges of the old Germanic </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">priestesses worshipped by the people. The church obviously disapproved with this sort of worship like they cursed the old burial mounds, being graveyards of heathens. And soon the two: Germanic priestesses and the burial-mounds, became connected.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: left;">The people for a long time strongly believed in the powers of the Witte Wieven. They often left food for them in order to recieve their blessings. Their favorite food was balkenhaze, which is the name for roast cat and pancakes. It was believed that if one should refuse to offer the Witte Wieven food they would take revenge. They would kill cattle by sticking long needles into the animal bodies and burn down sheds and if you were really unlucky they would kidnap you. They were especially known for kidnapping young mothers, because they needed them for feeding their young dogs. It was said that the Witte Wieven sometimes had such long breasts, because of the feeding, they could throw them over their shoulders. Hence the reason why they preferred other women to do the job, I guess. Once these women were captured they had to stay with them for 7 years, after which they were released. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The Witte Wieven were also great sorceresses; who could turn wood into gold and such. This is why the people were making offerings, in hope they would share these gifts with them.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">There must be hundreds of folktales related to the Witte Wieven: stories about revenge they took on young rude boys, women they kidnapped and about women who knew how to escape. Tales about farmers who owe their riches to them and farmers who lost it all because they broke with the tradition of food-offerings. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Nowadays, the people in the eastern parts of the Netherlands no longer believe in these matters, but the tales they have survived. But if you are lucky to meet one of the old farmers they will assure you all of it is true and they still look at the burial mounds with a suspicious eye. Of course, they know better.... </div></span></span></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-22127776864801777872010-09-18T03:14:00.000-07:002010-09-18T03:28:32.992-07:00Shop Update!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdqCzXGTy9W-hgclhkkcO3KVwJVbEEJafPwIKXLgxTKSF1Zk6UfjC4xV8JAOUQRod10Ojq407ViuMsT9JBKfRAB30g7zb-haHCLEv8TjmTl8rR9OWO5uDcdSiBKbdXdVSXvUb3kbG89j0/s1600/shopupdate.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdqCzXGTy9W-hgclhkkcO3KVwJVbEEJafPwIKXLgxTKSF1Zk6UfjC4xV8JAOUQRod10Ojq407ViuMsT9JBKfRAB30g7zb-haHCLEv8TjmTl8rR9OWO5uDcdSiBKbdXdVSXvUb3kbG89j0/s400/shopupdate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518196233034239842" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The new reproductions have arrived today and thus I am happy to announce my shop is once more filled with twenty new Shadow-Puppet reproductions. Enjoy!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/IsabellasArt">LINK</a> (my shop at Etsy)</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://en.dawanda.com/shop/IsabellasArt">LINK</a><span class="Apple-style-span"> (my shop at Dawanda)</span></span></b></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-47872387836106873922010-09-12T07:44:00.000-07:002010-09-12T07:48:10.683-07:00De Bullebak - A Dutch Folktale<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFPAxCtgp5J-Khet4LRN_UuSNkGuPNNM5M7XifaiBKGbptG-oBSxOUV7_QoPuSf033dmOatE2D_METREE2huDh6ebfcpP8rvlvYkE0HNBV5taiS8KtFo2iJoRTaYcqemaHR_rUbZrbHSg/s1600/Bullebak.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFPAxCtgp5J-Khet4LRN_UuSNkGuPNNM5M7XifaiBKGbptG-oBSxOUV7_QoPuSf033dmOatE2D_METREE2huDh6ebfcpP8rvlvYkE0HNBV5taiS8KtFo2iJoRTaYcqemaHR_rUbZrbHSg/s400/Bullebak.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516038289967163794" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >I know I said last time I would draw one of the legends I collected during my trip in France, but for some reason I just could not get to it yet. </span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >However an image of another legend, I grew up with as a kid, haunted me for days, till I at last put it down on paper. It is the story of the Bullebak. A Dutch water spirit used by parents to frighten children and keep them away from the water. Something of which we have a lot here. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Now the word bullebak is hard to translate literally, but in means as much as bully and refers to someone or something which harasses another person because he likes to do so. This word is used in general but also refers to a terrifying water spirit. Its description is quite diverse and parents have become very creative with it as well through time. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >One of these descriptions is that of a creature living in the water with the head of a bull. Others say that the creature has never been seen but has the habit of luring children with shiny little stars to the waterside and then grab them. Many of these descriptions also include a big fish. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >I however grew up with the story that the Bullebak was a gigantic bullfrog. When it caught you it would drown you and eat you up whole. I can't even recall how many times my grandmother warned me for the Bullebak, but it must have been often. Even now at the age of 25 I still can recall the images I had in my mind as a kid when listening to these stories. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" > Well, that is the story of the Bullebak I grew up with! (And for those who are interested, prints will soon be for sale at my shop.) </span></span></span></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-50328263249635785102010-08-27T08:28:00.001-07:002010-08-27T09:47:57.546-07:00Book Update!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8pNB4OsnOhr4jfDf6GX5ckbPFIr3yxDH2nmgeqrbBCOqk4fmaAss-99ptWgouedp5evyvjCVNBXK8-7zRmLB1cpxVS8xdHieC04391A0ezAOBorg88rO5g74CeOVsENV6Iq-KlDpXVEo/s1600/Hardcover+TITLE.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8pNB4OsnOhr4jfDf6GX5ckbPFIr3yxDH2nmgeqrbBCOqk4fmaAss-99ptWgouedp5evyvjCVNBXK8-7zRmLB1cpxVS8xdHieC04391A0ezAOBorg88rO5g74CeOVsENV6Iq-KlDpXVEo/s400/Hardcover+TITLE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510114467734068722" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">It has been a while since I have spoken with you all about the Tell me a story - project. I know some of you might even have had doubts if the book was ever going to be published. </div><div style="text-align: left;">But I can assure you all the book is now almost finnished and we are very close to the publishing date. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I probably don't need to tell you that self-publishing is a lot of work if done properly and of course I wanted to do it properly. That is why I decided not to do it all on my own, instead I have been working with several people: proofreaders, editors and a most talented graphic designer. For the last couple of months we have all been working extremely hard. All texts were edited twice, after this process a couple of people have been proofreading the texts several times. While in the meantime designs for the cover and inside pages were made. The above image is just a sneakpeek of the hardcover design we are working on and beneath you can see the title page of the book. To make the whole project complete we are also working on a paperback version, for which we created a whole other design.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3T3HSpKRYf4uQBDMcYGMgpem0LnirWGCzT2wByZ1ty2nOXSVUk9OZ3t2gSnjmVvU8b8b_eoaO8zuR1Q7a9I8z8139RQb2mStY6tjYjp9pnlxWTAFWD_M5BfepmITmvGxreCyfcVh1ncY/s1600/bookupdate1.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3T3HSpKRYf4uQBDMcYGMgpem0LnirWGCzT2wByZ1ty2nOXSVUk9OZ3t2gSnjmVvU8b8b_eoaO8zuR1Q7a9I8z8139RQb2mStY6tjYjp9pnlxWTAFWD_M5BfepmITmvGxreCyfcVh1ncY/s400/bookupdate1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510116795402900498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Albeit it has taken all of us lots and lots of work to create two beautiful books on which we all can be proud of. Still there are some minor things which need to be done but soon, very soon I will be able to show you the book; Tell me a story!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">(Those of you who have participated in the project will receive an email from me within the week in which you can read your own (edited) piece once more before it will be published in the book.)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-54275519798606446272010-08-23T09:26:00.000-07:002010-08-23T09:35:03.263-07:00More Shadow Puppets!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9KAJxLvz-9ykumxSk8Vswlo7F2rlw4bgrLosxEdLo6N1RNmb85SeKAhxi-u6MHqrbj3cYnxFPciu0rierU4qjT_8YFdA5tB0fmaQjI5WY1xGnaak_-LCl42fnJL6aNQj2ltyPfP4q2lo/s1600/good-fairy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9KAJxLvz-9ykumxSk8Vswlo7F2rlw4bgrLosxEdLo6N1RNmb85SeKAhxi-u6MHqrbj3cYnxFPciu0rierU4qjT_8YFdA5tB0fmaQjI5WY1xGnaak_-LCl42fnJL6aNQj2ltyPfP4q2lo/s400/good-fairy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508643296718110866" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The Good Fairy</span></span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisqVk7L3p4qPy6hQ_BkvYfgwFSD2MS4B4ISyM-QlHujx4CYG8qZHcYiC1CwOObOamc7GH2j2m0B5JaHM9oBXardYxEBDOpKCVGm69AVgDtCsuYwVDauaHK0DIr5_c9j8A-tDY2y6VfA04/s1600/aladin.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisqVk7L3p4qPy6hQ_BkvYfgwFSD2MS4B4ISyM-QlHujx4CYG8qZHcYiC1CwOObOamc7GH2j2m0B5JaHM9oBXardYxEBDOpKCVGm69AVgDtCsuYwVDauaHK0DIr5_c9j8A-tDY2y6VfA04/s400/aladin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508643102636820418" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#2C3635;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Aladin and Djini</span></b></i></span></span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisqVk7L3p4qPy6hQ_BkvYfgwFSD2MS4B4ISyM-QlHujx4CYG8qZHcYiC1CwOObOamc7GH2j2m0B5JaHM9oBXardYxEBDOpKCVGm69AVgDtCsuYwVDauaHK0DIr5_c9j8A-tDY2y6VfA04/s1600/aladin.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPHTZLUpC1-nZrLPt_kB7XClW6Xq7sWIAm2kZ6AC-l-qbPzcVAbMatDkxuOV7WljKPjfvS7LVQPdJEYUOimubhns35HlcBfdY5uxeKOM8c36DUPvWbxTyqwTYiwjhaqQCf4Esor9vidNs/s1600/mary-poppins.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPHTZLUpC1-nZrLPt_kB7XClW6Xq7sWIAm2kZ6AC-l-qbPzcVAbMatDkxuOV7WljKPjfvS7LVQPdJEYUOimubhns35HlcBfdY5uxeKOM8c36DUPvWbxTyqwTYiwjhaqQCf4Esor9vidNs/s400/mary-poppins.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508642999622101186" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Mary Poppins</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "><div style="text-align: left; ">And again I have made another series of new (hand-cut) shadow puppet designs.</div><div style="text-align: left; ">I hope you all like it!</div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">Reproductions are soon for sale at my Etsy shop: <b><i><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/IsabellasArt">LINK</a></i></b></div></span></span></i></b></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-57746312077714483242010-08-19T11:59:00.001-07:002010-08-19T12:01:37.579-07:00Alice in Wonderland - Shadow Puppets<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNOznJ9kQ3H-jumiQ51duP_x3f8l6MJ2Hz_aMNMEm4B8r1DWPyCnaLh5gMCmK7_0j29wMIHADt8XBzNSe1-N9TIIhUJLRs5R6-khsgolOn0fj8RNDR8w359H3x5VVR9pCDCyNVivuCeJU/s1600/Alice-MHTRkopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNOznJ9kQ3H-jumiQ51duP_x3f8l6MJ2Hz_aMNMEm4B8r1DWPyCnaLh5gMCmK7_0j29wMIHADt8XBzNSe1-N9TIIhUJLRs5R6-khsgolOn0fj8RNDR8w359H3x5VVR9pCDCyNVivuCeJU/s400/Alice-MHTRkopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507197652066527490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV7LkUg64V0-RzEhMzQ_xN-nGY1ADq0Hpx0MlDomZssF-tcrEdaATWNyA_yf1CmLKvdn7XxmMW3m2FNUGfeaepoNHDVDIPuxbpvkQHWDnmGmbZq8JVTBMG6h8kQlrH5X6TjLBGxhTQB7c/s1600/Alic-WRkopie.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV7LkUg64V0-RzEhMzQ_xN-nGY1ADq0Hpx0MlDomZssF-tcrEdaATWNyA_yf1CmLKvdn7XxmMW3m2FNUGfeaepoNHDVDIPuxbpvkQHWDnmGmbZq8JVTBMG6h8kQlrH5X6TjLBGxhTQB7c/s400/Alic-WRkopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507197745499864066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">Again another series of new (hand-cut) shadow puppet designs! </div><div style="text-align: left;">This time I made puppets for my new Alice in Wonderland collection.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Reproductions are soon for sale at my Etsy shop: <b><i><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/IsabellasArt">LINK</a></i></b></div></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-13218462236669896082010-08-19T11:54:00.000-07:002010-08-19T11:57:27.557-07:00Saint George and the Dragon<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGFHRTmm7IHPwhNTDRcrRksupEARWGL2gcQdmSWSo-BQVqRleIvcMh5KvfoFPX8ahVYWh66VQsJJj_FA6DywlVCnZyPZ9SM2aSIKVRCVj6XfOvSSLkBRcYIL1vsnCEbA7xPKuVV9ddpKI/s1600/StJoris2kopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGFHRTmm7IHPwhNTDRcrRksupEARWGL2gcQdmSWSo-BQVqRleIvcMh5KvfoFPX8ahVYWh66VQsJJj_FA6DywlVCnZyPZ9SM2aSIKVRCVj6XfOvSSLkBRcYIL1vsnCEbA7xPKuVV9ddpKI/s400/StJoris2kopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507196583932805682" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Again, another series of new (hand-cut) shadow puppet designs !</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I know I have made these puppets before, but I just love the story of Saint George and the Dragon. So, I decided to make them once more and try to improve them.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">For those of you who are not familiar with the legend please check out the following<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_George_and_the_Dragon"> </a><b><i><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_George_and_the_Dragon">LINK</a></i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Reproductions are soon for sale at my Etsy shop: <b><i><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/IsabellasArt">LINK</a></i></b></div></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-74759508814647262902010-08-13T11:20:00.001-07:002010-08-13T11:26:32.223-07:00Fairy Tale Shadow Puppets<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf5Y4I_QxQrKeqYAfpG64VupFfh6bwvOzsDfsT-OhqTuCC4NaUBYIbQ0WdjWiAoENljeohro6tcE-JuU6Mk0GKq_vNwDhTLv8QVTlOZX__WYuo8cfA5ztDU18kU9BApWZHudRuBThMRpw/s1600/repelsteeltjekopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf5Y4I_QxQrKeqYAfpG64VupFfh6bwvOzsDfsT-OhqTuCC4NaUBYIbQ0WdjWiAoENljeohro6tcE-JuU6Mk0GKq_vNwDhTLv8QVTlOZX__WYuo8cfA5ztDU18kU9BApWZHudRuBThMRpw/s400/repelsteeltjekopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504961328914487010" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Rumpelstiltskin</span></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJUY9a2bXMoVXM-1td0ds43E5jHIcA8sKP7pT7PA_URgRMkeePyk0zRq4d_MtldTlWL3SNQOTMrHL5_6DuZT39RPpWiYjtvEpfMrsLreEZPeSzTlkw283nKVZHIsi_BgEoiHxJRNK24E4/s1600/snowqueenkopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJUY9a2bXMoVXM-1td0ds43E5jHIcA8sKP7pT7PA_URgRMkeePyk0zRq4d_MtldTlWL3SNQOTMrHL5_6DuZT39RPpWiYjtvEpfMrsLreEZPeSzTlkw283nKVZHIsi_BgEoiHxJRNK24E4/s400/snowqueenkopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504961249299936722" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The snow queen </span></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHBBACk0SZAWxX4dO7WNOHntEt-cfLPXibPkZreLvEAngQSmefYVEDZUsXmFskdE48TaN14OfDetRf6sWCznO9LTFcCiXxWTTfvdRun8g7NGqFJHfU-613sl9Mnd_3bXSiEPPEQo0XBKA/s1600/LRRH-Wolfkopie.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHBBACk0SZAWxX4dO7WNOHntEt-cfLPXibPkZreLvEAngQSmefYVEDZUsXmFskdE48TaN14OfDetRf6sWCznO9LTFcCiXxWTTfvdRun8g7NGqFJHfU-613sl9Mnd_3bXSiEPPEQo0XBKA/s1600/LRRH-Wolfkopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHBBACk0SZAWxX4dO7WNOHntEt-cfLPXibPkZreLvEAngQSmefYVEDZUsXmFskdE48TaN14OfDetRf6sWCznO9LTFcCiXxWTTfvdRun8g7NGqFJHfU-613sl9Mnd_3bXSiEPPEQo0XBKA/s400/LRRH-Wolfkopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504961156292079954" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;color:#2C3635;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Little Red Riding Hood & the Big Bad Wolf</span></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;color:#2C3635;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;color:#2C3635;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;color:#2C3635;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">A</span></span></span></i></b><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;color:#2C3635;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">nother series of new (hand-cut) shadow puppet designs. Reproductions are soon for sale at my Etsy shop: </span></span></span></i></b><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;color:#2C3635;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/IsabellasArt">LINK</a></span></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;color:#2C3635;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana;color:#2C3635;">I hope you all like it!</span></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-44556193502764795912010-08-07T11:09:00.001-07:002010-08-07T11:13:12.127-07:00Angel Shadow Puppets<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeilOk-SFVC24IaN8jJFcCuPZrJUDoZZVwxA3_6cTTyQHgM7U5Olrv9DEIP_MvlapGIafQxyS7T_2p3K7T5Yt41w42ADETG23jGU-6ozoX1Y7kO-Vap5F26WdMcffwPDEbGKagTIBBqik/s1600/Engel-beidenkopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeilOk-SFVC24IaN8jJFcCuPZrJUDoZZVwxA3_6cTTyQHgM7U5Olrv9DEIP_MvlapGIafQxyS7T_2p3K7T5Yt41w42ADETG23jGU-6ozoX1Y7kO-Vap5F26WdMcffwPDEbGKagTIBBqik/s400/Engel-beidenkopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502731979793684786" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge8W2mhhJRjL6evMnNJneyIGAiwS8qj4Kq2TSgozM9s9_SeAmJWbgXa78eZdpNAHItjj1Rc9E6XO1IagEPoYXbyxgyrXqMQTrlycyLJXr5Yk_uduw_z5KLAqBiOqQHE2FD3znfR-SYAHE/s1600/Engel1kopie.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge8W2mhhJRjL6evMnNJneyIGAiwS8qj4Kq2TSgozM9s9_SeAmJWbgXa78eZdpNAHItjj1Rc9E6XO1IagEPoYXbyxgyrXqMQTrlycyLJXr5Yk_uduw_z5KLAqBiOqQHE2FD3znfR-SYAHE/s400/Engel1kopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502732092461430290" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 397px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC2VK5X9dg2lSSkg_zIfOJS8qy7m_0Leprgb5jSZZ9Doa5Ho_XaNI2esPLjbbkqLqCDcYvKM1dMWGqb726IT6mPDYpjmQrt5p1nN_qxiyrXAYMhxIOZP5jFvlbcu48M3BeflOBN3YM7jA/s1600/Engel2kopie.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC2VK5X9dg2lSSkg_zIfOJS8qy7m_0Leprgb5jSZZ9Doa5Ho_XaNI2esPLjbbkqLqCDcYvKM1dMWGqb726IT6mPDYpjmQrt5p1nN_qxiyrXAYMhxIOZP5jFvlbcu48M3BeflOBN3YM7jA/s400/Engel2kopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502732212717238258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 397px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; color: rgb(43, 43, 38); line-height: 20px; ">Reproductions will soon be for sale at my Etsy Shop:<a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/IsabellasArt"> </a><b><i><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/IsabellasArt">LINK</a></i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-78390740768199016532010-08-07T10:57:00.000-07:002010-08-07T11:09:18.394-07:00Biblical Shadow Puppets<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimYo0jbdFipes0zFfcJu0iRN-nW8hb5A_FojoIv43d1OgIdY5IBoyGL1liZptoUnwM8oe07UDAvklVC5j55ccHu5BAPBdDgdzxP3XpdBe_d3Mm7jlKUTYDIhD4t1VjSq9xsO5LSC7Zh6U/s1600/Jozef-Mariakopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimYo0jbdFipes0zFfcJu0iRN-nW8hb5A_FojoIv43d1OgIdY5IBoyGL1liZptoUnwM8oe07UDAvklVC5j55ccHu5BAPBdDgdzxP3XpdBe_d3Mm7jlKUTYDIhD4t1VjSq9xsO5LSC7Zh6U/s400/Jozef-Mariakopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502729149412900834" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><h1 style="margin-top: -4px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal bold 18pt/normal 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; letter-spacing: -1px; background-image: initial !important; background-attachment: initial !important; background-origin: initial !important; background-clip: initial !important; background-color: transparent !important; border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; line-height: 1.175; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 18px; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></span></h1><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Maria and Joseph</span></b></span></span></i></div></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimYo0jbdFipes0zFfcJu0iRN-nW8hb5A_FojoIv43d1OgIdY5IBoyGL1liZptoUnwM8oe07UDAvklVC5j55ccHu5BAPBdDgdzxP3XpdBe_d3Mm7jlKUTYDIhD4t1VjSq9xsO5LSC7Zh6U/s1600/Jozef-Mariakopie.jpg"></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtg8vuNw-C5Kd1eKp1uZdSAQbOgUaMjayRQc6j2gYqyl8QhhRld2Jb2nvDEgACoJsZraftz8QEwrNpXv2qTCKYO3qdnLLRJqm1E9G2D1Nhogm5tnyO47Ainlv4J1whc6iQ77cFqx7q0qs/s1600/Ark+van+Noachkopie.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtg8vuNw-C5Kd1eKp1uZdSAQbOgUaMjayRQc6j2gYqyl8QhhRld2Jb2nvDEgACoJsZraftz8QEwrNpXv2qTCKYO3qdnLLRJqm1E9G2D1Nhogm5tnyO47Ainlv4J1whc6iQ77cFqx7q0qs/s400/Ark+van+Noachkopie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502729024976390370" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Ark of Noah</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I decided to make a couple of shadow puppets based upon the Biblical stories I grew up with as a child. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The original hand-cut shadow puppets as well as the reproductions will soon be for sale at my Etsy Shop: <b><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/IsabellasArt"><i>LINK</i></a></b></span></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-57560027065504438822010-08-02T10:40:00.000-07:002010-08-02T10:53:25.341-07:00The Werewolf Trial<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL7BVvLBfk4O2ylMPmcfUPBKDIa2_S3GKROR4fTJ7glAFMtyxr1-hHbl9jPZPNJwwp2_onhwqQTFGrXwkPVwCGe_8PzHT0BQbvJx-vKfcEcxLHcHmbjDI27K8h5hLPCCYsxo2mQD5hOII/s1600/werewolven2brandstapel.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL7BVvLBfk4O2ylMPmcfUPBKDIa2_S3GKROR4fTJ7glAFMtyxr1-hHbl9jPZPNJwwp2_onhwqQTFGrXwkPVwCGe_8PzHT0BQbvJx-vKfcEcxLHcHmbjDI27K8h5hLPCCYsxo2mQD5hOII/s400/werewolven2brandstapel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500869179890512882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px; " /></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; ">(Please, click picture for bigger and better view)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "><br /></span></span></div>Last week I have made another drawing for my new werewolves series, it is called the Werewolf Trial. The drawing isn't based upon one story but more or less incorporates a whole series of stories I have read over time about werewolf trials into one. I myself am not at all an expert on the history of these trials, as history is not as much my topic as folklore is, but it has always surprised me how few people know about them. These trials are often standing in the shadow of the well-known witch trials which took place about the same time. And I can't help but to find this very odd because, in France alone, around 30,000 people were executed between 1520 and 1630 suspected of being a werewolf.<div><div><br /></div><div>Apart from people being executed, commonn wolves which were seen near the villages got caught by the people and killed on the same accusations. But it was only on rare occassions that an animal was actually put on trial and had to show up in court. But it did happen every once in a while.</div></div><div><br /></div><div>Though less commonn, I found the subject of the wolf being the one executed a lot more interesting for my drawing, and that is why a wolf instead of a man is being burned at the stake. However the soul which leaves the body is that of a man and hereby reveals it's true identity to the crowd gathered around the stake. This actually refers to a well known folk belief concerning werewolves in which it is said that by injuring the werewolf the spell would break and it had to transform into its human shape again. In other stories the injury only leads to the werewolf running away. The wound, however, would stay on its skin, also when it finally turned into its human form again. When the person could not hide its wound this sooner or later lead to recognition as well. </div><div><br /></div><div>How one could injure a werewolf succesfully differs per country, the silver bullet is one of them. In the Netherlands this had to be 'erfzilver': silver inheritad by some deseased family member. In other coutries it had to be silver from the church, especially silver dedicated to saint Hubert which was believed to be very efficious. In Normandy, France, it was believed one had to stab the werewolf three times with a knife in its forehead though others said that three drops of blood drawn by a needle would be enough. Fire was also considered by many as a most potent weapon to battle werewolfs. </div><div>This last belief is the one depicted in my drawing where fire forces the soul to appear in its true form.</div><div><br /></div><div>For those of you who are disgusted by all these violent measures, which I completly understand, it might be a nice thing to know that there were also less shocking ways to make a werewolf appear in its human form. One of these examples was to call its human name three times. This of course was only possible if you already knew the identity of the werewolf. Another method was to throw a piece of clothing to the werewolf. It would then be so occupied by tearing the piece apart that there would be enough time to escape. The following day, one could easily recognize the werewolf, because once changed into its human form again one could still see small pieces of clothing between his or her teeth. </div><div><br /></div><div>Next time I will share with you all a drawing based upon a werewolf tale I came across in Southern France! One of which I don't think many of you have heard of....</div><div><br /></div></span>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-724155737996626892010-07-18T12:08:00.000-07:002010-07-18T12:51:37.116-07:00Back from France and something about werewolves...<div style="text-align: left;">Yes, I have returned safely from my trip to France! I have had such wonderful time and you wouldn't believe how many legends I have found during this trip. By coincidence we, me and my best friend, came in contact with a writer who knows all about the legends and mysteries of that area and for four days he drove us around -ours managed to break down- and showed us many places connected with these tales. Through the years he has written three books on the subject and of course I wanted to have these books!</div><br />Before I left I told you all I planned to keep a diary, make illustrations and of course tell you all about these legends. Because of the many, many legends I found I haven't been able to finish the drawings before my return. As it is simply impossible to show you all my work at once I will post a new drawing and legend once a week. Eventually I will combine all these drawings and stories and make one webpage for it so you can read them all if you like.<br /><br />Another thing which has kept me busy lately are werewolves......<br /><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhbNko6mJcFtPh-fBJ08Rw_f0-Mtd2sgZ9rXWNODckO9jIo_gExFZVbtkQ4q6FoOuZaTFpQZUyEfS7JIDWpvOG7paMleGk-PS9r_R25CzJiymrHlWBgP4RwTyCgHe_HyyRR2QILpq8WPs/s1600/werewolven.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhbNko6mJcFtPh-fBJ08Rw_f0-Mtd2sgZ9rXWNODckO9jIo_gExFZVbtkQ4q6FoOuZaTFpQZUyEfS7JIDWpvOG7paMleGk-PS9r_R25CzJiymrHlWBgP4RwTyCgHe_HyyRR2QILpq8WPs/s400/werewolven.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495332899997240354" style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><i>(please visit this <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://isabellasart.deviantart.com/#/d2ua7xe">link</a></span> for a better view!)</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div></b>Just before I left I made a drawing called, the Werewolf-Apocalypse, or something like that. To tell you the truth I haven't yet figured out how I would entitle the drawing. But a title is always better then no title I guess. The drawing is based on Dutch folk believes concerning werewolves. In Holland, unlike some other countries, the werewolf was strictly related to the devil (there were a few exceptions that I know of but this was the general belief amonsgt people). Only by complex rituals, in which the devil usually got invoked, one could gain the capacity of transforming itself into a wolf. About these rituals I will tell you all later when I have finished my second drawing relating to this subject.<br /><br />Because of its close connection with the devil you can see demons 'leading' the pack of wolves in my drawing. Another Dutch folk belief I read about tells werewolves can't enter buildings, especial churches, which were safe havens. It was said that in Heteren, a small village in the Dutch province of Gelderland, it was quite common that these beasts used to pass the houses at night and could do nothing but stare, with their red fiery eyes, across (what we call in Holland) the "onder-deur" (literally translated 'under door'). This was a specific kind of door often seen at farmhouses which existed out of two separated parts. Often the lower part remained closed while the upper part of the door was left open. I'm not sure if I am being clear but here you can view an example of such door: <b><i><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hab3045/2322079193/">link</a></i></b><br /><br />If you were on the road and there wasn't a building near to keep you save you could simply draw a line on the ground with a stick and say : "Als je van God bent, kom dan nader!" translated: 'If your from God, aproach!' In which case the werewolf could not cross the line or would run away out of fear for hearing God's name. This is just one way to keep these creatures away, there are of course many more methods to achieve the same. If these creatures were so easily to scare away, it makes you wonder why people were that afraid..... Maybe it was because they told each other werewolves killed entire floks of cattle and this would of course have been a great loss.<br /><br />Based on these believes, and some other legends I found about werewolves terrorizing local villages and there people, I made this drawing. I find the whole subject to be most intriguing so I do intend to make more drawings in the near future .<br /><br />But for now I will have to try and catch up with everything before starting on a 'new project'!<br />Also some news about the Tell Me A Story Project and the book will follow later this week. No, I haven't forgotten about it :-)</div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-77095260961991739332010-06-17T14:13:00.000-07:002010-06-17T14:45:24.422-07:00Hunting Legends in Southern FranceThis is just a small post I am writing to let you all know I will be leaving Holland and spend the next two weeks in Southern France. It is going to be a trip filled with legends, myths and mysterious cults!<br /><div><br /></div><div>I am taking my journal and drawing tools with me so I can make illustration of the stories I find during this trip and keep a journal of all the things I have seen and heard.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, do come back and take a peek after a week or two, because I will be putting fragments of my travel-journal on my blog and you can read about the many legends I encountered and see the sketches I have made.</div><div><br /></div><div>Also, an update of my book will follow and maybe I can show you all some tiny details of the cover design.....</div><div><br /></div><div>But for now, Au revoir!</div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-52226541685320603152010-06-01T13:05:00.001-07:002010-06-01T13:48:11.540-07:00Fairytale Papercuts and some other things<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvBLaC75wplAIh5yJ0pRuQfa1IDY_IcX6Rmwc1xjLkR9IhNnQzYH0z-uVVkm12F7wPbWjAxtUJoY7JE-OXAEc6GWQ26-9vHY7P8-VjLmqQHDgkaazJJo3b_ZRhszQQsnmuGPI0rHVduMg/s1600/hansl-und-gretl-groot.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvBLaC75wplAIh5yJ0pRuQfa1IDY_IcX6Rmwc1xjLkR9IhNnQzYH0z-uVVkm12F7wPbWjAxtUJoY7JE-OXAEc6GWQ26-9vHY7P8-VjLmqQHDgkaazJJo3b_ZRhszQQsnmuGPI0rHVduMg/s400/hansl-und-gretl-groot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477900799713730130" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhefuYlhzvRjqiran4_HHlADkzYxlfq-_u_CZ_RiRbKbO8QnWbAauUDf8kvssd_TpSDo3QsVniI6mxv3gjGiV6BJF6aDcsHaWYEmivKX-ssVt_7F4IBDMxG74jNqeUsM4BdT05d_kfSTVE/s1600/hansl-und-gretl-verpak.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhefuYlhzvRjqiran4_HHlADkzYxlfq-_u_CZ_RiRbKbO8QnWbAauUDf8kvssd_TpSDo3QsVniI6mxv3gjGiV6BJF6aDcsHaWYEmivKX-ssVt_7F4IBDMxG74jNqeUsM4BdT05d_kfSTVE/s320/hansl-und-gretl-verpak.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477900886923703234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">About three weeks ago I started making a series of handcut papercuts based upon the fairytales of the brothers Grimm. I have done four fairytales so far: </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Hansel and Gretel, </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Snow White, </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Little Red Riding Hood and Rumpelstiltskin. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">As a child I was always very fond of these tales and I could dream away for hours while looking at the illustrations I found in the fairytale books my mother kept in the attic. The idea of making my own illustration of these tales some day has ever since been haunting me, but I never had the time for it untill a couple of weeks ago. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Though the original plan was to make the illustrations with ink, I ended up making papercuts!</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(44, 54, 53); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">For those of you who wish to see the other three papercuts as well, please visit my papercut gallery to the left or visit my Etsy shop: <b><i><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/IsabellasArt">Link</a></i></b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;color:#2C3635;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Currently these original papercuts are for sale, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">for a small price, so if you happen to be interested just send me a message or visit my shop at Etsy.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Also new at my shop are Custom gift vouchers. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; ">With these vouchers you can </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; ">surprise someone with a custom, handmade shadow puppet or papercut based upon his or her own wishes.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;color:#2C3635;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:Georgia, serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmGa7BJjf41krqkgxE0rOiUF9wlPsn_43lR_j22Ukyd0uJVRyAbMuavpqOrPT9fTSseUOVR2tcveQYuFmkyU6rZqm7wWBPaGmxPSmRZrIIaJ3TMr7hU9W1zAEno1s7vcZr74cOEVqw_28/s1600/voucher+enjel.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmGa7BJjf41krqkgxE0rOiUF9wlPsn_43lR_j22Ukyd0uJVRyAbMuavpqOrPT9fTSseUOVR2tcveQYuFmkyU6rZqm7wWBPaGmxPSmRZrIIaJ3TMr7hU9W1zAEno1s7vcZr74cOEVqw_28/s320/voucher+enjel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477904178256555842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;color:#2C3635;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;color:#2C3635;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVIr5fghKv6RNZ8tDQ0ToNlZQceXoKCrsr9gguuA-33MpN812OJ3aYsrxj30Kd0DOZhBZUIjodOQ6iH3doo2WLFs4JsbbU0JPLJtiabSlOtawbQRJotWtVijMk69e9is5jnGvEVtAktVo/s1600/4+vouchers.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVIr5fghKv6RNZ8tDQ0ToNlZQceXoKCrsr9gguuA-33MpN812OJ3aYsrxj30Kd0DOZhBZUIjodOQ6iH3doo2WLFs4JsbbU0JPLJtiabSlOtawbQRJotWtVijMk69e9is5jnGvEVtAktVo/s320/4+vouchers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477906802831413362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Thus, lots of new things have been uploaded at my shop and many more are about to come!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-18167350931977959162010-05-29T12:27:00.000-07:002010-05-29T12:42:12.843-07:00Winner of the Shadow Puppet give away!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Congratulations Cat Mallard, from the <a href="http://darklingwoods.blogspot.com/">Darkling Woods Studio</a>, you won!</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(43, 43, 38); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(43, 43, 38); line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I will contact you as soon as possible!</span></span></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-67352610533028315792010-05-19T13:34:00.000-07:002010-05-19T13:54:43.580-07:00SHADOW PUPPET GIVE-AWAY!I know my blog isn't finished yet, but the main adjustments are made so I thought it was time for a give-away to celebrate this 'new look'.<div><br /></div><div>I will be giving away a shadow puppet on May 29. To participate just leave a comment on the bottom of this page and tell me how to contact you, by giving me your email address or a link to your own blog.</div><div><br /></div><div>The winner can pick out any puppet he or she likes!</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmbfZnx0uxQDi1EV6go49RzgLlMVD5hfXafASiUqPvAOq-D66XeA2jp3sdYfaJNOLOE2prsvSx7nKAA5EzusvGoNmND8X5KNdduy70woDSeLmDz3DLp56EKaJQO5gbJNYOdFuaXUIyfqM/s1600/disp-GOS.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmbfZnx0uxQDi1EV6go49RzgLlMVD5hfXafASiUqPvAOq-D66XeA2jp3sdYfaJNOLOE2prsvSx7nKAA5EzusvGoNmND8X5KNdduy70woDSeLmDz3DLp56EKaJQO5gbJNYOdFuaXUIyfqM/s200/disp-GOS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473086535269907314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px; " /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1MlIowCYe8I0c4gT-8q6ZWxlvqrSyzQvJNasbWbRd8SMxExGSmY5W7krJgvUXQXr9_HwK-rTtbweZcNkiGcOXv8-w9weGybF0NvQiFsOdyDb2UkxB0WFmN_4I70fm0nEW93aomPkxz58/s1600/disp-steamboat.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1MlIowCYe8I0c4gT-8q6ZWxlvqrSyzQvJNasbWbRd8SMxExGSmY5W7krJgvUXQXr9_HwK-rTtbweZcNkiGcOXv8-w9weGybF0NvQiFsOdyDb2UkxB0WFmN_4I70fm0nEW93aomPkxz58/s200/disp-steamboat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473086698299562098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 200px; " /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihHZ7wAf78D-5zbN1XbrDfrVlhZE0S4bB_LnwgTgQbjiqCEvnj7iV9aa3AaPWoAdc-WYnjGhZdI62946ILn11dbM4bwmu2rrEojoEs_GA12J5WnPUDyQjcYWYmFPfc1Zu3Fo9spKzKU-Y/s1600/disp-pipi.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihHZ7wAf78D-5zbN1XbrDfrVlhZE0S4bB_LnwgTgQbjiqCEvnj7iV9aa3AaPWoAdc-WYnjGhZdI62946ILn11dbM4bwmu2rrEojoEs_GA12J5WnPUDyQjcYWYmFPfc1Zu3Fo9spKzKU-Y/s200/disp-pipi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473086820732268002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px; " /></a> </div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com49tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-37881479531067517462010-04-26T13:03:00.000-07:002010-05-17T12:41:45.242-07:00Under ConstructionAs some of you might have seen I am currently 'redecorating' my blog. It is far from perfect right now but during this week, many new sections, galleries and such will be added to this blog.<div><br /></div><div>The blog is not the only thing which is redone but the packaging of my shadow-puppets as well. Once everything is finished I will do a shadow puppet give-away to cellebrate!</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUlMkAiAzgbgDuyJ9KNAFOWFuRKB_sWyaFIlMcwswD7tv2kPAcbiCkThptTz1-pp3aOKIW8dEtmUtxvPM9MFLuYGkv8v1ilcNQbCi4lhJbE3I1nLmoBFyzyIySPD8gzG-3RfKbC6K_kc/s1600/disp-FindmeaP.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUlMkAiAzgbgDuyJ9KNAFOWFuRKB_sWyaFIlMcwswD7tv2kPAcbiCkThptTz1-pp3aOKIW8dEtmUtxvPM9MFLuYGkv8v1ilcNQbCi4lhJbE3I1nLmoBFyzyIySPD8gzG-3RfKbC6K_kc/s400/disp-FindmeaP.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464541282646948114" style="cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A<i> small preview of the new packaging.</i></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-86306698939823008822010-04-18T02:33:00.000-07:002010-04-18T02:50:35.179-07:00Tell me a story; Maria KaramotHere it is; the last drawing I made for the Tell me a story-Project. It feels a little bit strange this project is now comming to an end after all those weeks of hard work and collecting tales. <div><br /></div><div>However, this also means that within two months or so the book will be ready for publishing! </div><div>During that time I will still keep all of you updated on the progress and I might be giving away some books once the book is published.....</div><div><br /></div><div>So stay tuned and I hope you will all enjoy reading the following tale!</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuAu0grFaU4c1TD9DtuAeclr9o3bf_TeM6y3i-KBCVFdUcp_NpL1pNuHWY27D-AQ-c8W0jlRmaTw07kqNAx5Sgr7-u5n6EYJtHsM99pT6pHraEcx5nHNbdL9MRexpAG597pKI4pFF0Tjk/s1600/zeemeermin.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuAu0grFaU4c1TD9DtuAeclr9o3bf_TeM6y3i-KBCVFdUcp_NpL1pNuHWY27D-AQ-c8W0jlRmaTw07kqNAx5Sgr7-u5n6EYJtHsM99pT6pHraEcx5nHNbdL9MRexpAG597pKI4pFF0Tjk/s400/zeemeermin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461411503858745090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "><span style="font-style: italic; "><span style="font-weight: bold; ">(Please, click picture for bigger and better view)</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; "><span style="font-weight: bold; "></span></span><span style="font-style: italic; "><span style="font-weight: bold; "><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left; ">Story Title: Maria Karamot<br />Submitted by: Russel Quinto<br />Country: Philippines </div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: normal; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Once there lived beside the sea a couple named Juan and Juana. For a long time they were childless. When Juana was at last with child, they were quite happy. But in her pregnancy, Juana would become very restless if she did not have milkfish to eat every day. So one afternoon, when Juan failed to catch any milkfish, he became very sad. Suddenly, Juan heard his name called. He was greatly surprised when he looked down and saw a shiny milkfish wearing a crown. The milkfish identified himself as the King of Fishes and he asked Juan: "Why do you fish only for milkfish?" Juan told him the reason, and his sorrow at the moment.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The King of Fishes pitied Juan and promised "I’ll give you plenty of milkfish everyday. But in return, you are to deliver your coming child to me when it turns seven years old." Because it was already getting dark and since milkfish was becoming scarce that season, Juan finally agreed. The King of Fishes was true to his word. Even after Juana had given birth, Juan continued to bring home milkfish from the sea. Their child was a lovely girl with very black hair. They loved her and were very happy with her. They called her Maria. When Maria turned seven, Juan went to see the King of Fishes and begged him: "Have pity on us. Can’t you possibly release me from my promise? We love Maria very much, and we can’t bear to part with her." But the King of Fishes was firm, saying "A promise is a promise." With a heavy heart, Juan went home. Since that day, the couple and Maria never went near the sea.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">But one day, while Juan was on the farm and Juana was doing the laundry in the river, there came a big wonderful boat. The people immediately flocked to the shore to see it. Maria was alone at the time and was looking out the window. She became curious and joined the rest on the shore. While she was watching the wonderful boat, a big wave rushed up and dragged her to the sea. Immediately, the neighbors told her parents of the incident. Juan and Juana ran to the shore but they were too late. Maria was gone! Every evening after that, the couple would stand by the shore and stare at the deep. They kept hoping that Maria would return. Years passed and still they failed to see her. But one moonlight night, there appeared before the old couple a lovely creature. She had very long black hair, but — while half of her body was that of a beautiful girl, the other half was that of a milkfish. Then they knew that it was Maria, now a mermaid.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Maria grew up to be a very beautiful woman with long black hair and expressive set of brown eyes. She cannot remember that she once was human for the King of Fishes took away all trace of her memory when she was taken suddenly many years ago. She grew up with other mermaids of her kind at the bottom of the sea who took care of raising her as their own. But every full moon she would rise up to the surface to admire the beauty of the earth which she found herself unexplainably drawn into.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The King of Fishes noticed Maria's restlessness and tried to cheer her up by promising to grant whatever wish she wanted. "I would like to be able to walk like the humans," she asked in earnest. The King of Fishes replied, "I will grant your request to walk like the humans but only while the moon is full." And so it was that Maria was able to walk on the "pampang" during full moon. It was during one of her walks that she stumbled upon a young man who was walking alone in the night. She was not aware of her nakedness and the man was surprised to see her. He didn't seem to mind her nakedness too but instead asked her who she was and where she was going. That was the start of the friendship between Maria and her male acquaintance whose name she later discovered as Ramon. Unbeknownst to her, he was in fact, a siokoy - a male sea creature sent by the King of Fishes.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Their friendship quickly blossomed into a romantic relationship and not long afterward Maria conceived and gave birth to a healthy baby boy who looked very much like his father. They were very happy and would often swim together especially on bright moonlit nights. Maria forgot her sadness and was completely happy. One night when the full moon was incredibly bright yellow in color, Maria was aghast to see a crowd of fishermen gathering around a huge fishnet where to their surprise they have caught a most amazing creature - a boy covered with fish scales and terribly distraught. Maria hid herself behind the bushes where she saw the fishermen lift their prize catch to the shore. To her great shock and horror, they started to hit the creature with their paddles and sticks until the poor thing stopped moving. Maria saw everything but cannot believe what happened. They killed her little boy.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Sometime at midnight, the people of the small fishing village were awakened by an eerie wailing coming from out of the sea. It was so haunting and spine-tingling that nary a soul was able to get to sleep for the rest of the night. The following morning, the villagers were shocked to discover the lifeless body of one of the fishermen along the seashore. His body bore scratch marks all over. He apparently drowned the night before while relieving himself after a drinking session with his friends.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Thus the legend began of Maria Karamot as she was henceforth known because her victims bore scratch marks in their bodies. Every now and then, the sea will claim its next drowning victim for no logical explanation. Sometimes, excursionists and out-of-town vacationers will for no reason become the next unwitting victim of the pristine and inviting sea that carries with it the sorrows and pains of a grieving mother still trying to understand why her child was taken away from her.</span></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></div></span></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7728098459125353615.post-46990199691190927572010-04-08T14:08:00.000-07:002010-04-08T14:30:49.016-07:00Tell me a story; El Silbón (The Whistler)You'd better not read the following story if you are alone at night. For the tale which I am about to share with you now is most certainly one of the scariest folktales I have ever read.<br />For those of you who would like to listen to the whistling sound please follow this link:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qcSQqveIJ0M&feature=player_embedded#"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ></span></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><a style="font-weight: bold;" target="_blank">link</a></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(But do read the tale first!)</span><br /><br />Note: If you are not familiar with the project, please check out my previous blogpost <a href="http://isabellasart.blogspot.com/2009/07/tell-me-story.html"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">here</span></span></a>.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvkjnQo6aUilryJa8lc8gi3wGnrbkAyMP6Fn01bFSwjb1xDDkwcISTFvLJxGqRPHdIGt3GapOKUjAc-TbJ49hrgqRsqX-K-kblqwyDNs4XD_eEz3ek9yPHqEi8XcP77SgZP0I5OxR9qk/s1600/whistlerkopie.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 375px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvkjnQo6aUilryJa8lc8gi3wGnrbkAyMP6Fn01bFSwjb1xDDkwcISTFvLJxGqRPHdIGt3GapOKUjAc-TbJ49hrgqRsqX-K-kblqwyDNs4XD_eEz3ek9yPHqEi8XcP77SgZP0I5OxR9qk/s400/whistlerkopie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457877055375590978" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">(Please, click picture for bigger and better view)</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;">Story Title: El Silbón (The Whistler)<br />Submitted by: Jose<br />Country: Venezuela<br /><br />This is story of The Whistler, perhaps the most famous and feared ghost in Venezuelan folklore. As with many folk tales, this one is preeminent in rural areas, specifically in the vast plains of the midwest of Venezuela.<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />There once was a man who killed his father. There are at least two main versions of how this came to happen. One says that the man had a beautiful wife and one day he came home to find his father behaving abusively towards her. The man exploded in rage and killed his father. Another version has it that the man was very spoiled, and one day he started craving deer heart and liver for supper. His father went out hunting so that his son could have his meal as requested, but he had no luck in finding deer. As it was becoming late and the father had not returned home, the son decided to go fetch him over at the hunting grounds. Once there, seeing his father as-of-yet empty handed, he burst into anger and killed him. Then he extracted the heart and liver from him, and took them home to his mother so she could prepare them for his dinner. The meat was too hard and wouldn't soften no matter how long she cooked it, so she started to suspect that these were in fact her husband's innards, and so cursed her own son for killing his father.</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />Independently of which "murder version" is told, the story always becomes consistent when it arrives to the point of punishment. The man's brother, hearing the news of his father being murdered by his own kin, set out to hunt and find the man, and when he did, he punished him with a whip until all his body was covered in wounds. Then, he sprayed burning flakes of red hot peppers onto his open wounds, and lastly, he unleashed a great, vicious dog and ordered it to go after the man and hunt him down.</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />Now the man is forever doomed to wander the vast rural plains of the midwest, carrying on his back a large sack full of bones - some say his father's bones; some say they're the bones of his victims. He prefers to haunt cruel, un loyal men who cheat on their wives or treat them badly, but it has been said that he also attacks drunks when they're fast asleep.</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />Sometimes The Whistler ventures into homes at night, and lays open his sack over the floor and starts counting the bones it carries. it is said that if nobody hears him counting, or if nobody notices his presence, then the next day one of the inhabitants of the house will die.</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />The image of The Whistler is a terrifying one. He is said to be disproportionately skinny and tall, about 6 meters in height, towering over the tree tops with his sack of bones slung over his back. The vicious dog still chases him, and bites his heels over and over again, until the end of time. He wears a tattered white suit and a wide-brimmed hat of the kind used in the Venezuelan plains (wider than an American cowboy hat, but not as wide as a Mexican sombrero). Very few have seen him and lived to tell about it.</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />In fact, the most distinct sign of the presence of The Whistler is... his eerie whistling. He whistles while we haunts the plains at night, a simple yet bone-chilling sound consisting of the seven notes, in order: do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti... whistled rather slowly and extending a bit each note at the end. It is said that when the whistling is heard to be close, The Whistler is in fact far away, and there is nothing to fear. But if the whistling seems to come from afar, then it means that The Whistler is near. Some people barely notice this seemingly long-distant whistling, and when they do, it is usually too late.</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />However, as with many ghosts and creatures of this kind, there are ways of being saved from their evil intentions. if someone happens to encounter The Whistler, it might be a good idea to remember him what happened: his horrid crime, his punishment, his eternal curse. Other people prefer to have a whip around the house, or carry some hot peppers, or even have a dog around, as it is said that these are the three things The Whistler fears the most.</span><br /><span lang="EN-US"></span></div><br /></div><h1><span><br /></span></h1>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187973884048270734noreply@blogger.com0