By now you all know that my daughter Igz is illustrating the print version of The Imaginaeries of Faerie Glen!
When I say illustrating, I mean little sketches – what we really want is for you to use your imagination and magic up your own version of the fairies.
Slowly but surely this really is happening. Really… it is. Or it had better be.
She brings them to me one by one. Usually I have to beg for the latest masterpiece.
Unless it is a Sunday morning and then she’s hovering around outside our bedroom window, sending whats apps with beggy hands saying “When OH WHEN are you getting up you lazy baggage!!???”.
(In case you are wondering, Igz lives in a flatlet on the property – she has keys to the house, obviously, and sometimes leaves little illustrated presents for me on my laptop.)
We are breaking the mold of fairies. There are no cute little fluffy dresses and sparkly bows. Instead, the Imaginaeries roam quietly around the Glen in spotted sneekers and comfy snugs. They wear trendy leggings and jeans with little cropped tops. They have wing-piercings, tattoos and all sorts of other fabulously jazzy stuff. They are free-spirited and outspoken.
Judge for yourself…
This is the final version of Marigold.