August Beauty…celebrating Leo

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Summer Love … Leo rules the heart… and glows with golden fire, like sunflowers and orange roses…

head dress … from my new collection of Floral Crowns .. mes Chapeaux Fantastiques…


June Roses

ROSEangelaOdalisquetiny2Blessing us with their beauty, the roses bloom with Midsummer, regardless of the madness of our human world, and the aspects of the stars… Their magic whispers love in the morning sun as summer graces our world once again with the pleasures of the Solstice…

I am working on a new series inspired by florals, and flowers of all sorts are filling me with inspiration.


The Bee Hive

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a recently completed illustration for “The Alchemist’s Daughter. “all rights reserved..


RETROGRADE SPRING

Pluto and Mars go retrograde … and spring is finally bursting through the snow..new illustrations for ” The Alchemist’s Daughter. ”

all rights reserved, Natasha Von

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Spring Mandala

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Spring Mandala… an illustration for “The Alchemist’s Daughter.”

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Black Spring

Persephone is still in darkness, here…  in the North. Our bodies and hearts yearn for her and we pray for her emergence…FloraJoblcklasttinyStruggling to break through into the light, she is surrounded by flowers and tendrils and roots, coming alive all around her. She breathes love and fire  into the black earth, incubating life with her sighs and  her breath.

.This image is part of a series  I have been working on of the Goddesses and the Seasons…Created with photographic imagery,painting and digitalization.

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Half Light

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The Dreamer and the Moon … from ” The Dreamer”series, Natasha Von 

Aedh Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

— William Butler Yeats


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