Loveday Funck  Fairy Surreal Art

As the sky gently shifted from darkness to light, I began to set up at a local market. The weather was warm but a gentle breeze blew...

(25% of all sales of my Bloom Where You're Planted artwork for the next month will go directly to the Voices of Children Foundation in...

I've spent a lot of time feeling like the weirdest person in the room even though I think that I don't necessarily look like the weirdest...

Customize your pet here I try to stay positive, optimistic, and hopeful. Time and again, I've been willing to believe that the worst is...

The first Monday in a brand new shining year: how do we fill it? How do we even begin? Do you have lists of resolutions? Things to...

On the Saturday night of Luna Fete, the weather turned cold and rainy. Not many people remained to watch the show or to explore the...

What makes an artist great? I was scrolling through google recently an article title leaped out at me: "Why Frida Kahlo Still Isn’t a...

As a lover of Victorian ephemera and cats, I discovered Louis Wain many years ago. At that time, information on his life was hard to...

Somehow this feels a little bit like cheating but I couldn't quite get my head around the topic for the week: Preference. In Victorian...

I am going off in a strange direction for me: talking pop culture. While I was working on this week's card, I reflected on "Forgotten...

2020 was a long hard road of a year. I am very much pleased to see it receding into the distance as we move with cautious optimism into...

I've had a recurring dream of late. I am sloughing through deep snow in a dark forest. My feet are garbed in heavy boots. I am wearing a...

I spent almost two years working on my Deck of the New Orleans Tarot Cats. I blogged weekly as I finished a card and shared aspects of my...

I've shied around the question and evaded directly answering the inquiries in increasingly vague kinds of ways. It's been about...

It's been a long and rewarding journey. 78 weeks. 78 cards. Like the Fool, I started with nothing and have spiraled up and up, learning...

We went down to the French Quarter of New Orleans last Friday to walk around and explore the galleries. I hadn't been down to the Quarter...

I've struggled with the question of why. I've never been willing to do things simply because I was told to do them. I always needed a...

I spent a night in uneasy dreams. The only moment I remember clearly is a white ermine walking along the edge of my vision. I stopped...

Let me begin by acknowledging my bias. Carl Jung is a problematic figure. He was certainly a misogynist and may not have attributed...

The subject of heroes and heroism has been appearing a lot in my dreams as well as even in my YouTube feed. (While I was drinking my...