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SilkBones

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A collection of inspirations and notes expanding on my sketchbooks...

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    inkandlightarts:

Find/ follow me on Instagram, I’m posting there so much more these days… Search for InkandLight or Siobhan Rodgers, hope to see some of you there soon Xx

    inkandlightarts:

    Find/ follow me on Instagram, I’m posting there so much more these days… Search for InkandLight or Siobhan Rodgers, hope to see some of you there soon Xx

    — 1 year ago with 2 notes
    #Instagram  #Siobhan Rodgers  #InkandLight  #Ink and Light 
    The Word Girl: A →

    the-wordgirl:

    He’s the shadow lingering on the edge of your nightmare. He’s the teenage dream you conjured some lonely midnight. You knew really, they’re the same thing. His heart is darker than that wool coat he hides it behind, a demon named all wrong, all cool and easy charm and a closed fist. His eyes are…

    Practicing characterisation over on The Word Girl, using my old loves as inspiration, I’m hoping no one is offended and I get some feedback on my writing, please if you have a minute, hop on over and leave me a note? Thank you Xx

    — 1 year ago with 1 note
    #characterisation  #description  #loves  #the word girl  #siobhan rodgers  #prose 
    The Word Girl

    At night I don’t sleep, I write, pouring ink onto paper with my heart; stories, poetry and ideas, snippets of beautiful things, a comfort, a distraction from the dark. Each morning my fingers are covered in ink, as blue as the dawn, and is that the mark of a writer? My mother says I was born to this; before I knew the alphabet, before there was school and exercise books full of copied letters, I was writing, covering pages in tiny ooooooooo’s, broken like words on an inked page, telling my parents with all the exasperation a toddler can muster that I was writing a story, as if they were in my way or costing me time. And so these twenty something years later I write, words now, magical, strange, distracting words; my comfort blanket, my saviour; for a word, after a word, after a word is power…. *

    I’ve been careful with my words, locking them in drawers and only giving them to those I trusted with my life or more, but I’ve needed feedback, constructive and insightful and so I’ve started a new blog "The Word Girl" (because yes, I need four…) in the place of a writing group I had been planning to attend and which fell though, so dear Internet, please be my writing group? Read and comment, prompt me, push me, send me links, please? S Xx

    *Margaret Atwood “Spelling”

    — 1 year ago with 3 notes
    #writing  #writer  #the word girl  #words  #poetry  #prose  #Siobhan Rodgers 
    Are you following my other tumblr Ink and Light Arts? Mostly like a scrapbook/moodboard of thoughts and photos both found and taken, all things me that don’t “fit” here… Xx 

    Are you following my other tumblr Ink and Light Arts? Mostly like a scrapbook/moodboard of thoughts and photos both found and taken, all things me that don’t “fit” here… Xx 

    — 1 year ago
    #Ink and Light  #Siobhan Rodgers  #Summer 
    "Her green stained fingers
    Bloody.
    Bog-down and eider
    a map scattered to the winds
    Threads in forty shades
    hours of silence
    and sisters always wait behind"
    The twelve Wild Geese Siobhan Rodgers 2011 (Text for the piece)

    (Source: silk-bones)

    — 1 year ago with 1 note
    #the twelve wild geese  #poetry  #fairy tales  #fairytales  #retelling  #ireland  #irish  #Siobhan Rodgers  #silkbones 
    -The Twelve Wild Geese (Sister), Siobhan Rodgers 2008-2011 (Rushes, twine, bog-cotton, pins and ribbon.) Here pictured in Ps2 Belfast

    -The Twelve Wild Geese (Sister), Siobhan Rodgers 2008-2011 (Rushes, twine, bog-cotton, pins and ribbon.) Here pictured in Ps2 Belfast

    — 1 year ago with 4 notes
    #the twelve wild geese  #fairy tales  #fairytales  #fairy tale garments  #Rushes  #bog-cotton  #Ireland  #Irish  #Siobhan Rodgers  #silkbones 
    "Black as a raven, dark as a hearse,
    black as jealousy and deep dark earth.
    White as snow and pure as love,
    pale as bone and snowy dove.
    Red as blood, raw as grief
    red as birth and pure silk sheath.
    Black beady eye and feathers white
    red evening sky and his wings taking flight"

    The Juniper Tree - Siobhan Rodgers 2011

    (text for the piece)

    (Source: silk-bones)

    — 2 years ago with 1 note
    #Siobhan Rodgers  #silkbones  #The Juniper Tree  #Fairy tales  #poetry  #spell 
    "She knows the way
    she’s traced it a thousand times,
    down that path and boldly through the woods…
    Red velvet on white crumpled sheets
    the stars on fire
    and him;
    red satin scars, a mouthful of pennies
    and dark velvet earth"

    Little Red - Siobhan Rodgers 2011

    (Text for the piece)

    (Source: silk-bones)

    — 2 years ago with 6 notes
    #little red riding hood  #little red  #poetry  #Siobhan Rodgers  #fairy tales 
    "Her sorrows slung around her neck;
    a litany of time and salt.
    a mother’s love
    White and fierce
    as pale as death and bible black
    her wind fallen beauty gone sour
    and that apple never falls far from the tree"
    Snow White - Siobhan Rodgers 2011

    (Source: silk-bones)

    — 2 years ago with 3 notes
    #Snow White  #silkbones  #Siobhan Rodgers  #fairy tales  #poetry 
    "Those stars whirling overhead
    snow like sherbet on her tongue
    the red maps calling her onward
    Home.
    And she isn’t china and porcelain
    she’s chaos theory and between the lines
    she’s fire and patience
    and a pair of red shoes…"

    The Red Shoes - Siobhan Rodgers 2011

    (Text for the piece)

    (Source: silk-bones)

    — 2 years ago
    #the red shoes  #silkbones  #siobhan rodgers  #fairy tales  #poetry 
    "A brave man would have left them be
    appreciated them for what they were
    a wild thing
    charmed and tousled.
    As it was he cut and pulled
    and twisted
    until all that remained were neat stumps
    brown and hopeless"

    -Briar Rose, Siobhan Rodgers 2011

    (The text on the wall beside the previously posted piece…)

    (Source: silk-bones)

    — 2 years ago with 2 notes
    #briar rose  #siobhan rodgers  #poetry  #fairy tales  #sleeping beauty