My entry for
's contest about our Muse.
My Muse is some sort of forest nymph. She wears flowers in her hair and she resides in the abandoned gardens of my imagination. She whispers stories in my ear, about long forgotten realms and knights and princesses. She visits me any time of the day but i chose to paint one of our night time meetings because night has something magical and mystical about it.
Pencil, watercolours, 16x27 cm.