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This opiate was prolific within the creative world of the Victorian era and many artists and poets were said to partake of its effects, and many of those becoming addicts. poppies are said to have later sprung from Demeter’s footsteps.ĭante Gabriel Rossetti has a dove delivering a poppy into the open hands of Beata Beatrix, a symbol and a tribute to his late wife Lizzie Siddal who met her death after an overdose of Laudanam.
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Greek mythology has Demeter gifted a poppy from the gods to help her sleep after her daughter Persephone has been abducted. Though long attributed to the 1915 poem by John McCrae’s In Flanders Field as a symbol of remembrance, the reality is that the poppy association with those fallen to the “Endless Sleep’ dates back far into pagan myth. Since ancient times, the scarlet poppy has been associated with sleep and death.
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Patreon is a place for artists to be supported for a small monthly subscription… as little as £1 per month.Īlong with the other benefits of patronage you can get this exclusive FREE fairy art print by signing up to my Patreon, even at the lowest tier. To see her story born into our world please support my fantasy art creations by becoming a patron. Inspired by the breathtaking beauty of local poppy fields and a desire to paint fairy’s, this fairy resonates with strength and power and will not be cowed by the on coming storm! The original has been privately owned in collection for some time but It has had a new lease of life with a little digital overhaul. The original fairy painting ‘Opium Dreams’ was a large piece finished in acrylics. ‘Opium Dreams’ Original fairy poem by Sean Counley Get yourself a FREE print of this original fairy painting
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My head is not bowed, I stand proud, you will not break me, I am laid bare, I remain undying and born again the life giving wheat, This is no sleep of oblivion, no escape, no submit and yield. Through you I see beyond the final destruction, You are my fire, a scarlet desire, daughter of the field,