Invite your friends over, turn off the phones, and unplug the laptops. It’s time to celebrate Mother Earth up close and personal! (Don’t forget to clean up with some plant- and mineral-based Green Works® afterwards to keep the theme going all day long.)
Upcycled cardboard lanterns are the perfect way to transform trash into imaginative home decor that you can enjoy all year ’round. These simple lanterns are a breeze to make and add a cozy glow to any space.
Any cardboard box will do, so have fun mixing shapes and sizes to make a dynamic display.
Complete instrux, including a downloadable template, here.
When Keti Sidamonidze in Tblisi, Georgia wanted to liven up her bedroom walls she commissioned artist Giorgi Makharashvili to paint an awesome mural that’s beautiful in daylight and spectacular at night when a blacklight reveals additional painting created with special fluorescent paints. Turn out the lights and suddenly the crescent moon is glowing, hanging lanterns are lit, and there’s a spectral dream tiger hovering over Sidamonidze’s bed.
“All I told Giorgi was that my name is Keti (short for Georgian name Ketevan). My nickname has been Kitty Ket ever since I can remember and I can identify with a cat’s love of freedom. I’m playful and joyful as a kitten but when needed, I can turn into a wild cat, a huge tiger that can defend herself and the loved ones with immense courage. I also told him that I love fairytales and curvy ornaments. I am impressed with the way Giorgi has interpreted my story into this peace of mesmerizing wall art. …My dear unknown reader, I hope that you too will manage to fulfill your sacred dreams the way I awakened my fantasy with this project.”
This isn’t poetry anymore,
and it hasn’t been for a long time.
This is what surviving sounds like
after spending days in a gas chamber,
always choking on air
and falling in love with it at the same time.
This is breathing for people
with crumbling lungs.
And on the days your hands
are flying kites tangled by the wind
and your lips are pins to the grenades
you only ever throw at yourself,
you must choose to inhale.
I know there are ticking bombs
buried underneath beautiful things,
but there are also pulsing hearts
rising from the ugliness of it all.
I cannot be there to hang lanterns
every time your world gets dark,
but I will teach you where to find your own light.
So, stop running from the howling wolves,
and start racing them to the moon, baby.
Your fears can’t beat when you have already
raised your fists to their shaking hands.
The shadows that dance are just broken
love letters trying to reach the sun again.
Always remember that
you are better than your worst apologies.
And it’s up to you to stop being sorry.
Deep in Clan Salvius’s hallowed halls lies a room that would make any
Light dragon start drooling. Chained lanterns hang from vaulted ceilings
whose ends disappear into darkness, illuminating stacks upon stacks of
books, scrolls, and other treasures collected over time. Though most
members use the ancient library to house their most prized posessions,
two can be often seen meticulously maintaining it. Aru, the ever
studious Imperial, keeps track of what is used or taken out by other
dragons while his disciple (don’t ever call her that though!), Quetzala
has stored away scroll upon scroll detailing the room’s entire
Two lanterns hang above a series of tables and stools in this detailed, mid-18th-century drawing showcasing the interior of a Chinese merchant’s home.
The image, from a book of sketches by architect Sir William Chambers, is markedly different from most contemporary European depictions of Chinese architecture, which were usually fanciful scenes used to illustrate travel literature.
See more drawings by Chambers free from Institut national d'histoire d l'art here.
“When the lanterns hang from every post The fairies leave the keep They join their hands and sing their songs that nary a soul can hear… Deep in the forest we go Creatures are all fast asleep With a kiss and a wink we will waken our souls Love is the safety we’ll keep…”
Been reworking my clan’s home a bit. We’re moving to the gladeveins for a more marshy, willow tree area. I have a lot of thoughts for all the lairs and such so as soon as I figure out how to draw them. Ik what it looks like in my head but drawing it is a bit different you know? Never comes out quite right.
Pictured here are the fae nests. Traditionally fae spin their nests of amber, but our fae also weave a “basket” of sorts from tree branches around the amber and line it with personal possessions. Some fae hang lanterns, trinkets, or flowers from the baskets. Clan weavers make silky cushions specifically for lining these fae nests. Most of the fae hang their homes from a gigantic willow tree sitting in a very shallowly flooded area of the clanhome. It’s quite a sight at night with all the glowing ambers and fireflies.