Arianna Farricella

Had this idea of a cat cafè where everything is mushroom themed (yes, literally everything). 🐈🍄

The name is “Mici & Miceti” an italian play on words. In english could be roughly translated as “Felines & Fungi” or a bit better in french as “Chatons & Champignons”

Would you like to go and take a mushroom tea?

“Now is the time. This is the hour. Ours is the magic. Ours is the power” -The Craft

Happy Halloween / Blessed Samhain! 🎃

Just finished playing Wytchwood and needed to make a little fanart!

It's an amazing and super chill game, with a lot of magic and autumn vibes!

Something arrived in the mail today!

My copies of the Inspirational Goddesses Oracle are here!! ✨

I’m SO happy of how they turned out, the people at Lo Scarabeo Tarot made a fantastic job with my drawings and all the cards came out so pretty!

The deck will be available soon on Lo Scarabeo’s store!

Happy Spring Equinox!

Here's the goddess Flora, the roman deity of flowers and spring, from my upcoming oracle deck for Lo Scarabeo Tarot: Inspirational Goddesses Oracle Deck.

Have a nice start of Spring everyone!

It’s been some time, but I still had the idea to transform the illustrations of the Swordtember challenge in a true book!

So, finally, here’s the cover for “The Swordbearer”, soon available! I have a ton of work still to do on it, but I’m hyped, I hope you all will like it! ⚔️

Since it’s the International Women’s Day, here are some images from the book I illustrated :“She-Shakespeare”, written by Eliselle and published by Gallucci Editore In the book, little Judith Shakespeare wants to be able to go to school but she can’t just because she’s a woman. So, she puts in male clothing and she becomes William! As Judith in the late 1500, of course with big steps already done, as women we have still to change ourselves, our desires and our bodies to be accepted and to see our dreams realized. Every March 8th, we all hope that things will go better, but we have to fight every day for it.

Well, happy International Women’s Day to all of you, from me and Judith ❤️

Some finished cards from the upcoming Inspirational Goddesses Oracle Deck I'm doing with Lo Scarabeo Tarot!

It's nearly finished, it will be out soon! Do you like Oracle/Tarot cards?

The goddesses here are Zorya, Hina, Dewi-Rathi, Spider Grandmother and a double card with Devana and Morana!

Swordtember day 30: Skull

Days, months, years passed. The Swordbearer and the Sword kept fighting, adventuring all around the perilous land. The skulls and bodies of vanquished enemies could reach a mountain. The Swordbearer, old, their white hair in the wind, smirked and said: “Onto the next one, my Sword”.

The end

Swordtember day 29: Crown

But the castle has been cursed, as the Swordbearer quickly discovered. A curse so powerful that every living thing was transformed into dust. Nothing was there anymore, no peril or feat, nothing to fill the Swordbearer’s heart. Only the king remained, now a corpse on his throne, his head fallen with his crown tarnished by time…

Swordtember day 28: Asymmetrical

At last, the forest ended. How much time has already passed since the start of this journey? Days? Months? The Swordbearer took a moment of rest on a cliff, eyeing a split and asymmetrical castle in the distance. Maybe the Swordbearer would find another feat there, or something to lift their spirit…

Swordtember day 27: Pattern

The forest was deepening, even the sunlight passed though with difficulty. The Swordbearer was lost. After a while, they encountered a strange patterned path, like if someone took every forest pebble and signed a way out in this strange pattern of stone. It seemed the only way to go, so the Swordbearer started to follow it…

Swordtember day 26: Wooden

Walking through a tangled and nearly impenetrable forest, the Swordbearer heard some heavy footsteps and the sound of rustling leaves. A group of giant Leshies, wooden and ancient creatures, were slowly passing between the trees. The Swordbearer hid and waited, the Leshies were too dangerous to fight alone…

Swordtember day 25: Spider

The Swordbearer woke up. Something was tickling their cheek. A massive creature, more spider than human, was weaving cobweb all around them. With the little strength left, the Swordbearer hold the Sword and cut through the web, piercing the spider creature in the stomach. They were out of danger for now…

Swordtember day 24: Coral

The Swordbearer plunged heavily into the water. Luckily for them, the rugged stony sea-floor broke the chains that constricted them. The Sword was a merely few steps away, but it was trapped between hard and sharp corals. The Swordbearer tried to recover the Sword and she succeeded, but the air in their lungs was was going away, their sight darkening…

Swordtember day 23: Chain

The Swordbearer was chained and brought to a pier, on the seashore far away from the village. The Chieftan wanted to be sure that they will never be able to return. He threw the Sword in the deep sea, the Swordbearer turn was fastly approaching…

Swordtember day 22: Antler

When the Swordbearer and the young elf reached the village, a restless crowd was gathered at the gates. The young elf run to her mother, but the sweet moment of happiness was quickly ruined by the village Chieftain.

The pendant was hanging outside of the Swordbearer bag. It was a sacred relic for the people of the village, its theft meant capital punishment…

Swordtember day 21: Lantern

But the cry and the light were coming from a little elven girl, lost in the forest and carrying a lantern. The Swordbearer approached her, trying to calm her down, and they offered to escort her back to her village…

Swordtember day 20: Leaf

While walking through the forest, the Swordbearer heard a faint cry and a weak light moving through the trees. Not knowing if friend or foe was coming towards them, the Swordbearer hid in a leafy bush, the Sword at the ready. The cry and the light were coming ever so near…

Swordtember day 19: Family heirloom

An ornate pedestal stood at the center of the Elven ruin. A wonderful pendant laid on top of it, shimmering in the daylight. The Swordbearer took it, with greed in their eyes. It was probably the family heirloom of an ancient elven dynasty, it would have made a really nice loot. But the Swordbearer couldn’t recognize the lost language engraved at the base of the pedestal, a warning for anyone who would ever think to steal the jewel…