The Navigator Revisiting Manannán Mac Lir In His Youth, Before The Famous Self-navigating Boat Was Fully

Attention ladies, gentlemen, and every wonderful sentient being in between or neither: this artist here got locked tf out of his art insta, and since it's seemingly a prerequisite to have an art insta to communicate with people here in Ireland, I made a new one: right here. Please give me a follow if you don't mind me following you back!

i really dont like to post my irish pagan art, BUT i really wanna share with folks who have a similar love for this stuff, is there a way thats best for me to share this w you? /pos /nf

I would be delighted to see it! I can be found on Insta at @aodhan_ph (my art account there is half-dead and I'll probably restart it anyways).

Have you ever walked the lonesome hills and heard the curlews cry? Or seen the raven black as night upon a windswept sky? To walk the purple heather and hear the westwind cry To know that's where the rapparee must die... (The Pogues - Young Ned of the Hill)

Experimenting on lemons 1 - academic pencil lemon 2 - my normal lemon 3 - painterly lemon 4 - suprematist lemon 5 - expressionist lemon 6 - pointillist lemon

The Wren Prince II - Riding the Salmon of Knowledge

Another current WIP - The Forest Nobles 🌿🌀

There is a stone in my head, a flower in my throat

Celtober 2023 Days 7, 8 and 9: Dream, Birds and Divination

The druid, then in his sleep, at the end of the night beheld a man stark-naked, passing along the road of Tara, with a stone in his sling.

The destruction of Da Derga's Hostel

The Wren Prince IV - The Toad Druid