Song of the Moon Sylphs

 

Song of the Moons Sylphs by Lavender & Lark

Toadstool y Lavender & Lark

When I was a child and still remembered how to talk to the moon, I would leave small offerings on my windowsill, little forest findings; a perfectly preserved dragonfly, a shell, a stone. Sometimes, on full moon nights, when the yard was aglow with that mystical light, I would sneak out and dance barefoot on the lawn. A wild, moonlight child, imagining that I was a faerie changeling. I would wait for them to come and take me away home. And once, only once, I heard the Moon Sylph’s song calling me. It's a sound so hauntingly beautiful that there are no words describe it. Before I could follow, it was swallowed up by the night. I’ve often listened for it in the years since, but I never heard it again. Not until tonight...

Song of the Moons Sylphs by Lavender & Lark

 

The air in my studio was warm and muggy, but the night breeze coming in through the window was lovely. I decided to walk around the garden. The children were already in bed. As I reached the edge of the property, where the faerie daisies disappear into a thick tangle of woods and blackberries, I saw a faint shimmering. Very quietly, I stepped nearer. Then I heard it, dancing on the wind, soft and gentle and yet somehow filling my ears, filling every part of me; the Moon Sylph’s song.


Song of the Moons Sylphs by Lavender & Lark
Moon Sylph by Lavender & Lark

 

They were gathered round a faerie ring, and in the centre a white hare sat gazing at the moon. They were singing to her, a beautiful, sad song, and there was such a longing in her eyes that it almost broke my heart. She looked up at the moon as a child looks at her mother, and I think that if she could have she would have climbed the very moonbeams to reach it.


Song of the Moons Sylphs by Lavender & Lark

I sat and listened for a long long time. And then they were gone, away on the back of the hare. A small luminous glow drifting through the forest. 

Song of the Moons Sylphs by Lavender & Lark

'Song of the Moon Sylphs' is an original soft sculpture made entirely from natural fibres (with the exception of the sylph's wings). I hand dyed the toadstools and wool moss using mostly plant dyes, some harvested from the woods around my house. The three Moon Sylphs are entirely hand stitched and embroidered. They are dressed in vintage cottons and hand painted silk. Their hair is made from undyed mohair locks. The hare maiden is needle felted over a wire armature. This is the largest piece I've made to date, it stands 16" high, 19" long.

Thy will be in my shop this evening at 10PM ADT. Their cost is $1385 USD.

Song of the Moon Sylphs