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El-Sharra ELSWheRe

Work of a pagan artist, writer and photographer from Kitchener, Ontario. See more of my work at WhiteRaven Creations

Posts tagged pagan

Sep 28 '14
Dionysus; drawn at work while I was bored.

Dionysus; drawn at work while I was bored.

Sep 23 '14
Autumnal Offerings

Autumnal Offerings

Sep 21 '14
The GIGANTIC (maybe 5 feet tall) bouquet of wildflowers from our Equinox celebration last night.  
(We made some lovely head wreaths out of this!)

The GIGANTIC (maybe 5 feet tall) bouquet of wildflowers from our Equinox celebration last night. 

(We made some lovely head wreaths out of this!)

Sep 1 '14
Polymer Clay Fairy Doors for sale(shipping not included in price)Commissions accepted for custom pieces
$10 doors approximately 8-10cm$15 doors approximately 13-15 cm$20 doors approximately 18-20cm

Polymer Clay Fairy Doors for sale
(shipping not included in price)

Commissions accepted for custom pieces

$10 doors approximately 8-10cm
$15 doors approximately 13-15 cm
$20 doors approximately 18-20cm

Aug 27 '14

Two sets of elemental masks. One made on commission, one cause I was bored.

Aug 16 '14
My Muse

My Muse

Jun 27 '14

Great Pan is Not Dead

When light goes down and darkness rises
And naught is left save breath and shadow
And the chill caressing sigh of wind;

When moonlight covers all in hoary grey
And blunts the edges of day-time shades
Dissolving blues and reds to silver-white;

When the world tilts and heaves and shudders
And the sky fills with an electrical promise
And the air is thick enough to wrap around you like a fleece;

When beasts bay and eyes blaze in the distance
And silhouettes seem to melt out of every pool of night -

When fright beats a staccato cadence in your blood
Yet curiosity drives you to deeper into the dusky shade -   

When the twisting of the paths make your feet lose their way
And yet even in your terror you find a great beauty in the fear -

You will know then that Great Pan is not dead,
He but only waits for you in the wildest places of your mind.

May 28 '14

Enlightenment Within a Lightning Bolt

A flash within an ink-dark sky -
And for the barest breath,
A span of time so slight
That it dares perception to perceive it -
All is illuminated,
And known,
And named,
And one;
‘Till darkness reclaims darkness
And all that remains is the imprint of understanding
Emblazed and taunting,
Deep within the echoes of the mind.
May 28 '14
My Laddered Fairy Doors have been really popular this week!

My Laddered Fairy Doors have been really popular this week!

Apr 27 '14
I was walking along the river today and came across this statue

I was walking along the river today and came across this statue

Apr 20 '14
My Fairy Corner. 
Made from polymer clay (for scale, the baseboards are almost 3 inches tall. I will happily take commissions for Fairy homes, for information and pricing please send me a note or email me at elsharra@whiteravencreations.ca (for guidelines, all pieces in this picture range from $2.50 to $15)
A - Fairy Door, B - Porch Light, C - House Number, D - Mailbox, E - Window, F - Stovepipe. G - Window with Shutters and Awning, H - Flower Box, I - Front Yard, J - Front Porch K- Front Walk, L - Fence, M - Street Lamp 
N - Water Barrel, O - Table and benches (and coffee and tea), P - Wood Pile, Q - Bird Bath, R - Wheel Barrow (with Carrots), S - Bordered Garden, T - Raised Garden, U - Broom (partially seen)
(Lights glow in the dark, pieces can be customized for scale, colour and personal aesthetics Feel free to as about items not pictured here… wishing well, fairy rings of mushrooms, swings or whatever you’d like to decorate your fairy home wtith.)

My Fairy Corner. 

Made from polymer clay (for scale, the baseboards are almost 3 inches tall. I will happily take commissions for Fairy homes, for information and pricing please send me a note or email me at elsharra@whiteravencreations.ca (for guidelines, all pieces in this picture range from $2.50 to $15)

A - Fairy Door, B - Porch Light, C - House Number, D - Mailbox, E - Window, F - Stovepipe. G - Window with Shutters and Awning, H - Flower Box, I - Front Yard, J - Front Porch K- Front Walk, L - Fence, M - Street Lamp 

N - Water Barrel, O - Table and benches (and coffee and tea), P - Wood Pile, Q - Bird Bath, R - Wheel Barrow (with Carrots), S - Bordered Garden, T - Raised Garden, U - Broom (partially seen)

(Lights glow in the dark, pieces can be customized for scale, colour and personal aesthetics Feel free to as about items not pictured here… wishing well, fairy rings of mushrooms, swings or whatever you’d like to decorate your fairy home wtith.)

Apr 3 '14
Herbalist

Herbalist

Mar 10 '14

A Meditation on Wind Chimes

I really hate being cold

(No, you don’t understand…. I REALLY hate being cold. I really, really hate it.)

And tonight it was freezing outside

And I was standing on my balcony in a t-shirt, drinking a whisky and coke.

(Shut up, I had good reason. And I had a blanket wrapped around me at least; and I even had slippers on.)

But the cold is not what’s important, what’s important was the wind chimes.

The sound of the city at 3 a.m. (that almost subsonic, collective roar/buzz) and the sound of silence (rare and fleeting, but thankfully still occasionally possible where we live) mixed with the sounds of the wind (the low howls between buildings and the high pitched whines where it screeches through the trees). 

They were all just backing vocals for the wind chimes.

The wind chimes on my balcony didn’t budge. 

It was the sound of some random ones, in an unseen neighbourhood backyard, unheard ever before tonight that was what was important; that was what kept me rooted out there in the cold, happily enthralled and happily transfixed.

The sound was way more intoxicating than the drink I held in my hands could ever be.

I had to stay to listen to it, I had no choice.

Random bursts of wind randomly hitting randomly placed pieces of metal.  The song could never have been pre-ordained, and yet… there was…. a symmetry to the sound, a patternless pattern, one that prodded at a deeper part of my brain. 

And I was reminded then, that even Chaos itself, can only seek to express itself through the beauty of this creation. 

Mar 7 '14

My two Curio Shelves, jumbles of bit and pieces used in ritual and art and random otherness.

Mar 3 '14

YAY!

My website has been redone http://whiteravencreations.ca/

With a blog and everything http://whiteravencreations.blogspot.ca/