'Below the thick icy drifts where polar bear tred and gull song fills the sky there is another world. You would be forgiven for thinking that nothing could possibly survive beneath but life fills even the harshest places.
The strangest creatures roam the inky blue. Bright eyed seals slip by seamlessly and ghostly belugas cry mournfully for what nobody knows. Selkies and sirens we have come to know through fairytale and folklore but a unicorn? one without hoof or mane.
She is a Narwhal, unicorn of the seas. Her life has been spent adrift the tides and the ocean has kissed her with gleaming barnacles upon her back and limpets that cling tightly. She clicks and chatters amongst her pod, shy to the surface but sociable in the depths. Nobody truly knows why she has her twisted tooth but in my dreams I've seen her, on a starbright night she broke through the ice to pierce the stars from the dark and take them below to nurture and grow so that she may build an underwater sky of her very own.'
So there she is my strange creation. So different and removed from my usual woodland world. I have also never made a creature that doesn't roam my lands and for some reason this makes me very nervous. But who am I to ask what emerges when wool touches needle? I have always been drawn to colder environments and I often dream of the creatures that inhabit them.
She is needle felted from local wools, with glassy beads and a tiny limpet shell upon her back. Her tooth (not a horn) is made from clay which I have painted and if you look closely you can see the stars shining upon it.
I'd love to know what you think? she will be looking for a home soon.
Much love and magic xxx