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(Sweet mother of monkey milk I finally finished) This is actually something I had to make for my drawing class...using only ink and water It's also one of the largest pieces I've ever made (22 in. x 30 in.). (I'm just glad we got the go-ahead to ink whatever we wanted)

I decided to try and depict a fairy/spirit that I believe used to haunt my house when I was a little girl. Sometimes, for no apparent reason, my family's house would smell like roses (which we never have in the house because floral scents bother my mother/her allergies) and my mum wouldn't be bothered by them. Even my dad (who would be probably the very last person on Earth to believe in anything supernatural) could smell them. I would also hear faint, tinkling music/chimes every so often throughout the house even when I was the only one home. I always liked to think that there was a fairy or guardian angel of some sort watching over our house. I am of the opinion that the rose smells and the music came from two different beings, but for the purposes of this assignment I toyed around with the idea that they were one and the same. I have named this fairy Hestia (after the goddess of the hearth and home).

Art (c) *GossamerWing

Description
(Sweet mother of monkey milk I finally finished) This is actually something I had to make for my drawing class...using only ink and water It's also one of the largest pieces I've ever made (22 in. x 30 in.). (I'm just glad we got the go-ahead to ink whatever we wanted)

I decided to try and depict a fairy/spirit that I believe used to haunt my house when I was a little girl. Sometimes, for no apparent reason, my family's house would smell like roses (which we never have in the house because floral scents bother my mother/her allergies) and my mum wouldn't be bothered by them. Even my dad (who would be probably the very last person on Earth to believe in anything supernatural) could smell them. I would also hear faint, tinkling music/chimes every so often throughout the house even when I was the only one home. I always liked to think that there was a fairy or guardian angel of some sort watching over our house. I am of the opinion that the rose smells and the music came from two different beings, but for the purposes of this assignment I toyed around with the idea that they were one and the same. I have named this fairy Hestia (after the goddess of the hearth and home).

Art (c) *GossamerWing