Darkest Dearlings!
I can't be online due to an unforeseeable appointment for the rest of the week and
#ofdarkandmacabre
/
#faustianfriady
RTs will unfortunately not take place for the time being!
I keep you posted!
Thank you for understanding & kind, dark regards,
Dirk
“We have just begun to navigate a strange region; we must expect to encounter strange adventures, strange perils.” (Arthur Machen)
Darklings!
While we frolic in
#FaustianFriday
's Folk Horror - don't forget to tag our friends
#BookChatWeekly
,
#Superstitiology
&
#Gothicspring
!
In Central Europe forests dwell the Moosweiblein, moss people. Small, brushy & green, they lead peaceful lives and sing at midnight. Until
#Yuletide
comes: The Wild Hunt is after them and they have to hide in tree stumps marked by wood cutters with 3 crosses
#Yulefolklore
"The wolf, the serpent, the crow, the owl,
The demons of sea, of field, of flood,
I can run or fly in their forms so foul,
They come at my call from wave or wood."
("The Hymn of Heloise" Lewis Spence)
🎨 Athene Noctua
#ofdarkandmacabre
#owlishmonday
#bookchatweekly
The belief that witches can shape-shift is present in many cultures.
In the Scottish Highlands, for example, people used to believe that a witch could take the form of a hare.
🎨 Annie Stegg "The Rabbat" (2020)
#mythologymonday
Darklings!
Tomorrow we celebrate
#WorldGothDay
as one of the High Holidays in the
#ofdarkandmacabre
-verse and thusly, our theme for this week is (un-)naturally
"Listen to Them — the Children of the Night – Gothic Literature"
Looking forward to the sweet music you'll make!
"The Windcats run in the corn, the weathercats are in there" was a Northern German saying when strong winds shook the fields - and they were said to take children who came picking cornflowers.
#ofdarkandmacabre
#Superstitiology
🎨Maggie Vanderwalle
Darkest Dearlings!
White Rabbit! White Rabbit! White Rabbit!
for Good Luck on the first day of August, Ernting, as the Germans once called the "Harvest Month", Lughnasa and Lammas tide.
🎨Jane Keay
"The year's in wane; There is nothing adorning; The night has no eve, And the day has no morning; Cold winter gives warning!" (Thomas Hood)
🎨 Ksenia Vysotskaya
#bookchatweekly
#ofdarkandmacabre
Where blackthorn grows near its sister tree, the hawthorn, it is said that a gate to the Otherworld and the fairy realms can be found.
🎨Arthur Rackham (1920)
#FairyTaleTuesday
#dontgointothewoods
"I know what you want," said the sea witch. "It is very stupid of you, but you shall have your way, though it will bring you to sorrow, my pretty princess." (Hans Christian Andersen)
🎨 Ivan Bilibin
#ofdarkandmacabre
#bookwormsat
“The people’s dreams are wandering afield; they pass the seas and mountains of faëry, threading the intricate passes led by their souls... they know their way to witches’ chambers and castles of enchantment" (Dunsany)
🎨 Colin Stimpson
#BookWormSat
"So she went on the whole day until she came to the middle of the wood... and there stood a lonely house. Suddenly she heard a voice cry
Turn back, turn back, thou pretty bride,
Within this house thou must not bide,
For here do evil things betide" (Grimm)
#bookwormsat
"This forest is a dangerous place," said the birds in unison. Now that I'm here, it most certainly is"
🎨 Asya Yordanova
#owlishmonday
#dontgoingtothewoods
Tales of werewolves having made a pact with the devil to gain their supernatural abilities peaked during the 16th century in Western Europe, along with gruesome tales of mayhem they caused among their neighbours
🎨 Jakub Rozalski
#Fairytaletuesday
#Gothtober
#31daysofhaunting
In lakes and ponds and wells of Britain’s West, there dwell the asrai, elfin creatures, translucent & beauteous, though some look more like true waterfolk. They lure humans, with gold & promises of love, but coarse language or the sign of the cross drives them off
#SwampSunday
“Yet, no matter how deeply I go down into myself, my God is dark, and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence.” (Rainer Maria Rilke)
🎨 Xavier Ortiz
#bookchatweekly
#ofdarkandmacabre
“This house had been empty for a great while... There were many things said about it, and all were of evil" (William Hope Hodgson)
🎨 Fritz Schwimbeck
#ofdarkandmacabre
#bookwormsat
#gothicspring
Tonight is St Thomas‘s Eve when you can not only divinate your future spouse but are supposed to carouse and celebrate to keep uncanny away. Ghosts walk after dark and the Wild Hunt rides. It’s the first of the Rauhnächte, the rough nights!
#GothicAdvent
#MythologyMonday
Attesting the role of owls as harbingers of death as well as their dual nature as spirits since antiquity, Jacob Grimm records several of their more expressive cognomens, such as "Mourn-Mother" or "Corpse Chicken"
#ofdarkandmacabre
#owlishmonday
#Superstitiology
#GothicSpring
In Gaelic superstition, kelpies, unlike water-horses, are not vicious and flesh-eating, but tricky. They haunt streams and torrents and do their mischief in a quiet way, such as taking hold of the water-wheel of mills, and holding them still
#Superstitionsat
#31DaysofHalloween
In the Carrs, in the North East of England, there dwells the Tiddy Mun. A bog spirit tall as a child with the look of an old man. When they drained his swamp, he threatened all with the plague and the villagers went and filled it up again, came the next new moon.
#SwampSunday
In East Slavic fairy-tales, the Owl is sometimes called “Widow Owl”. She lives in the woods, knows everything and has a good relationship with Baba-Yaga.
🎨 Weronika Kolinska
#ofdarkandmacabre
#dontgointothewoods
#OwlishMonday
While the Ceffyl Dŵr, the Welsh water horse, seems to be a friendly sort in the North, mixing with local mountain ponies, the further south you go, the more the creature becomes a shapeshifting night terror, assaulting unwary travelers
🎨 Jana Heidersdorf (2015)
#SwampSunday
"Weeps she never, but sometimes sighs,
And peeps at her garden with bright brown eyes;" (Walter de la Mare)
🎨 Franz Wacik
#ofdarkandmacabre
#bookchatweekly
Harrison Cemetery in Kinston is haunted by William “Grancer” Harrison, also known as “the dancing ghost”. The specter has a habit to dance alongside his tomb to the sounds of a fiddle that comes from nowhere.
🎨Miles Cleveland Goodwin "Skeleton Dancing" (2021)
#WyrdWednesday
Julegeita (the Christmas goat) is a critter with a goat head and the lower body of a human that lives in the mountains and visits our world only between Christmas and New Years Eve.
It likes pooping down kitchen chimneys to spoil people's porridge
#GothicAdvent
#WyrdWednesday
There is a tale from Llyn Du'r Ardu in Gwynedd of a local lad's marriage with a Gwragedd Annwn, a water spirit. They met by the lake shores and almost lived happily ever after - until he touched her accidentally with iron and she disappeared.
🎨 Kim Myatt
#SwampSunday
Witches are rumoured to be especially active during
#Yuletide
and out to harm livestock. For protection, farmers put iron knives in mangers, the goodwife blew into cattle’s nostrils, made the sign of the cross over them and brooms were put before stable doors.
#GothicAdvent
On the edges of the Pyrenees, in ponds and springs, there dwell the aloges, beautiful water spirits. While an aloja is generally friendly with mortals, helping and even marrying them sometimes, they can do harm and abduct men and children to their watery realms.
#SwampSunday
"According to Boguet, writing in 1598, the witches of Eastern France were usually marked on the left shoulder, and the mark was in the shape of the foot or footprint of a hare" (Margaret Murray)
🎨 Clare Lindley
#ofdarkandmacabre
#bookwormsat
#superstitiology
"I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows ;
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk- roses, and with eglantine :
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night" (Shakespeare)
#ofdarkandmacabre
#bookologythursday
Best known as ingredient and namesake of c19’s top artists’ poison, artemisia absinthium, hallucinogenic wormwood, has a long standing relation with myth and folklore, as herb of bitterness, to divinate, to banish and to draw spirits, maybe even green fairies
#GothicSpring
Darkest Dearlings!
White Rabbit! White Rabbit! White Rabbit!
for Good Luck on the first of the month and the Summer heat of the Dog Days in July!
🎨 Anita Inverarity
Darklings!
Our foray into the Celtiverse end tonight, but we set out for maybe even stranger place tomorrow with a new
#ofdarkandmacabre
theme and, of course, a new
#picturewantsastory
game!
🎨 Max Ernst
"... how the old ladies had got at least on to good terms with the uncanny beings which haunted the castle.” (E.T.A. Hoffmann)
🎨 Lucy Hardie
#ofdarkandmacabre
#bookchatweekly
“...through the loveliness and power of her dream world she was now, in her old frock and botched shoes, very likely the loveliest, mightiest and most dangerous person on earth...” (Isak Dinesen)
🎨 Kate Baylay
#BookWormSat
Nowadays we see julenisser as cute Christmas gnomes but not long ago they were taken seriously: An old tale tells of a farmer who forgot to stir Christmas porridge for a nisse, so that nisse didn't notice butter in it, got angry and suffocated all his cattle.
#GothicAdvent
"It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries" (John Masefield)
Darklings!
Welcome to an avian
#FaustianFriday
on a grey, augurial
#GothicSpring
morning, full of bird magic!
RTs between 10am - 10 pm CET
🎨 Andrew Davidson
Ceffyl Dŵr, the Welsh Water Horses, certainly has a malevolent streak, drowning or trampling their victims to death.
Some even entice lone travellers to ride them, then take off into the air only to dissolve into a mist
🎨InkYami
#swampsunday
#gothtober
#31DaysOfHaunting
"... the old and holy figure of Romance, cloaked even to the face, comes down out of hilly woodlands and bids dark shadows to rise and dance, and sends the forest creatures forth to prowl..." (Dunsany)
🎨 Sidney Sime
#bookologythursday
#ofdarkandmacabre
#folklorethursday
Darklings!
The Mothers of
#WyrdWednesday
asks us to dream another little Midsummer Night's Dream with them tomorrow, so let's not disappoint them!
And if you are so inclined - your unsummerly
#ofdarkandmacabre
tweets are likewise welcome here, goes without saying
🎨 Rackham
Wrydlings! It's the summer solstice this week so on
#wyrdwednesday
let's explore the wyrd side of summer! Sizzle us with seasonal rituals & lore, tales of wanderlust, midsummer mishaps & strange occurrences that roll in with summertide. We await your findings!
RTs begin at 9/10am
In Sakha, Winter starts when the Bull of Cold gets born from the Arctic Ocean.
His huge transparent horns get broken month by month and when the bull dies and his corpse is washed back into the Ocean, spring comes.
🎨 Innokentii Koriakin
#WyrdWednesday
#GothicAdvent
Her anger is fierce and harsh as the north wind that whips up the sea, Dark Beira, mother of all the gods and goddesses in Scotland. And she reigns the world in Winter undisputed, an old crone now who once was a maiden in spring.
#GothicAdvent
#FairyTaleTuesday
Infamous Habergeiß, a non-seasonal corn demon, is said to take the shape of a tawny owl, along with the latter's role as harbinger of death.
🎨 Anita Inverarity
#owlishmonday
#ofdarkandmacabre
#superstitiology
Built on a set of swamps, St Petersburg is often believed to be a cursed city, some of its parts even more so than others: Ekateringof, for example, used to be known as “Devil’s wasteland” where people still see strange shadows and will-o'-wisps
#SwampSunday
#31DaysOfHalloween
French fairy tale: The youngest daughter of a Green Man agrees to marry the Raven King, but must not look at her husband for 7 years to break an enchantment lying on the royal corvid, fails in the last night and lands the Raven King in even deeper trouble
#fairytaletuesday
Darkest Dearlings!
White Rabbit! White Rabbit! White Rabbit!
A dragon-lagomorph for Good Luck! on the month's first, properly shaped for a wyrm-themed
#WyrdWednesday
and here to guide you into a delightfully darksome
#gothicspring
Follow the White Rabbit!
🎨 azukioohashi
With Death all-to present in the Middle Ages a new artistic genre arose: The Totentanz or Danse Macabre. All walks of life were shown going to the grave or rising from it to dance a memento mori, of how fragile life & how vain all glory is.
#31DaysOfHalloween
#WyrdWednesday
"Suddenly wings began to grow and her nose became horny and hooked and she assumed all the properties of a night bird. Then rising on full wing, with a fearful cawing, she flew out of the window in quest of her lover"
🎨 Naz
#owlishmonday
#superstitiology
#ofdarkandmacabre
“Old stories often turn out to be true”
Darklings!
This poets'-myths-themed week climaxes on Arthur Machen's birthday in
“Of Willows and Wendigos – Folk Horror-inspired Tales, Films & other Works of Art”
as
#FaustianFriday
topic!
RTs between 10am-10pm CET
🎨 Katsikarelis
“There is a vast melancholy in the canticles of the wolves, melancholy infinite as the forest"
(Angela Carter)
🎨 Adrian Baxter
#ofdarkandmacabre
#bookchatweekly
In Scotland, it was believed, that if a plant was growing with a twist contrary to the movement of the sun, it had magical powers connected to the devil.
#GothicSpring
“All cat stories start with this statement: "My mother, who was the first cat, told me this...” (Shirley Jackson)
Darklings,
Tell your tales and share your images of
“Phantoms and Demons of the Felines' World”
tomorrow for
#FaustianFriday
We RT between 10 am - 10pm CET
Darklings!
With pilgrimages to holy wells being an important part of Lughnasadh customs in the West,
#ofdarkandmacabre
's "Lammas" theme this week climaxes into
"A Pool Among The Rock - of Bewitched Waters and Sacred Springs"
as
#FaustianFriday
Topic!
🎨Rie Cramer
"Go to the winter woods: listen there, look, watch, and "the dead months" will give you a subtler secret than any you have yet found in the forest."
(William Sharp)
🎨 Barbara Bargiggia
#bookchatweekly
When the harvest festivities were over, the wolf-shaped Polish corn spirit withdrew to a barn to winter. It came out during Christmas, in form of a man wearing a wolf skin or covered in leaves, or both, known as The Wolf, to collect money & gifts
#FaustianFriday
#YuleFolklore
“When I look out on such a night as this, I feel as if there could be neither wickedness nor sorrow in the world" (Jane Austen)
🎨 Keizaburo Tejima
#owlishmonday
#bookchatweekly
In some parts of Ukraine, people believed that rusalkas were mortal. According to those stories, they die in winter, and in spring their souls turn into a foam and run down the hills with water, and the wind carries away their bodies turned to ashes.
#SwampSunday
The Indigenous people of Russia tell legends of those who turn into bears.
In one of such tales, known among the Khanty, two old men go into the woods and take the form of bears, so they can hibernate during the harshest time of the year.
#YuleFolklore
#FairyTaleTuesday
"Moreover, they appear as old men clothed in the manner of miners... These are not accustomed to do damage to miners, but they wander in wells and mines and although they do nothing, they seem to train themselves in every habit of laborers" (G. Agricola)
#ofdarkandmacabre
There is many a malady angered fae can wreak upon mortals, but if a young girl withers away, she is said to be fairy-struck and wanted by a prince in the Otherworld as a bride.
🎨 John Anster Fitzgerald "Nightmare" (c 1870)
#FairyTaleTuesday
"Deadly nightshade is a relative of the tomato; would we, any of us, have had the prescience to decline if Constance served it to us, spiced and made into pickle?" (Shirley Jackson)
🎨 Norman Lindsay
#ofdarkandmacabre
#bookologythursday