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the lady who bought the above doll Sinann sent me this lovely lovely feedback :_ Lovely doll- amazing painting accompanies this- arrived quickly great seller-

this is the legend of Sinann

The legend of the Shannon’s origin

The noble name of Sinann seek ye from me, Its bare recital would not be pleasant, Not alike now are its action and noise As when Sinann herself was free and alive.
Translated from the Irish of
Cuan 0′ Lothchain

Jan de FouweSinann was the daughter of the earned Lodan, who was the son of Lear, the great sea-king of the Tuatha De Danann colony of Erinn, from whose son and successor, Manannan, the Isle of Man derives its name and ancient celebrity. In those very early times there was a certain mystical fountain which was called Connla’s Well (situated, so far as we can gather, in Lower Ormond). As to who this Connla was, from whom the well had its name, we are not told; but the well itself appears to have been regarded as another Helicon by the ancient Irish poets. Over this well there grew, according to the legend, nine beautiful hazel-trees, which annually send forth their blossoms and fruits simultaneously. The nuts were of the richest crimson colour, and teemed with the knowledge of all that was refined in literature, poetry and art. No sooner, however, were the beautiful nuts produced on the trees, than they always dropped into the well, raising by their fall a succession of shining red bubbles. Now during this time the water was always full of salmon; and no sooner did the bubbles appear than these salmon darted to the surface and ate the nuts, after which they made their way to the river. The eating of the nuts produced brilliant crimson spots on the bellies of these salmon; and to catch and eat these salmon became an object of more than mere gastronomic interest among those who were distinguished in the arts and in literature without being at the pains and the delay of long study: for the fish was supposed to have become filled with the knowledge which was contained in the nuts, which, it was believed, would be transferred in full to those who had the good fortune to catch and eat them.

The Shannon Pot on the slopes of CuilcaghIt was forbidden to women to come within the precincts of Connla’s wonderful well; but the beautiful Lady Sinann, who possessed above every maiden of her time all the accomplishments of her sex, longed to have also those more solid and masculine acquirements which were accessible at Connla’s well to the other sex only. To possess herself of these she went secretly to the mystical fountain; but as soon as she approached its brink, the water rose up violently, burst forth over its banks, and rushed towards the great river now called the Shannon, overwhelming the Lady Sinann in their course, whose dead body was carried down by the torrent, and at last cast up on the land at the confluence of two streams. After this the well became dry for ever; and the stream which issued from it was that originally known by the name of the Lady Sinann or Shannon; but having fallen into the great succession of lakes which runs nearly through the centre of Ireland, the course of lakes subsequently appropriated the name to itself, which it still retains, whilst the original stream is now unknown. The original Sinann is, however, believed to have fallen into the present Shannon, near the head of Lough Derg, not far from Portumna.


i was over the moon and a very happy kizzy lee now sits beaming whilst editing my latest book how super is that ^_^

this is the story of Arianrhod

Arianrhod – Goddess of the Silver Wheel

Arianrhod – Goddess of the Silver Wheel

Welsh Star and Moon Goddess

Arianrhod (ah-ree-AHN-rhohd), Arian meaning ‘silver’, and Rhod meaning ‘wheel’ or ‘disc’. Celtic Moon-Mother Goddess. Called the Silver Wheel that Descends into the Sea. Daughter of the Mother Goddess Don and her consort Beli. She is ruler of Caer Sidi, a magical realm in the north. She was worshiped as priestess of the moon. The benevolent silver sky-lady came down from her pale white chariot in the heavens to watch more closely over the tides she ruled. Her Festival is on 2nd December, she is also honoured at the Full Moon.

In addition to native variations by locality or over time, there are often several possible transliterations into the Roman alphabet used for English, Arianrhod Aranrhod – Arianrod.

A star and moon Goddess, Arianrhod was also called the Silver Wheel because the dead were carried on her Oar Wheel to Emania (the Moon- land or land of death), which belonged to her as a deity of reincarnation and karma. Her consort Nwyvre ‘Sky, Space, Firmament’ has survived in name only. Caer Arianrhod is the circumpolar stars, to which souls withdraw between incarnations, thus she is identified as a Goddess of reincarnation. The Mother aspect of the Triple Goddess in Wales, her palace was Caer Arianrhod (Aurora Borealis), or the secret center of each initiate’s spiritual being.

The moon is the archetypal female symbol, representing the Mother Goddess connecting womb, death, rebirth, creation. (Albion, the old name of Britain, meant ‘White Moon’). The Celts “know well the way of seas and stars”, and counted time not by days, but by nights, and made their calendars, such as the famous Coligny Calendar, not by the sun, but by the moon. Ancient astrologers took their observations from the position of the moon and its progress in relation to the stars – the starry wheel of Arianrhod.

In Celtic Myth the Goddess has three major aspects: the maiden, the mother and the crone. These three represent the three stages in life of a woman. Blodeuwedd is the flower maiden, Arianrhod represents the mother and The Morrigu at last is the crone. These three aspects of the Celtic goddess may have different names in different regions and regional legends. For example, Morrigan also takes the mother role at times.

Arianrhod is said to be able to shape shift into a large Owl, and through the great Owl-eyes, sees even into the darkness of the human subconscious and soul. The Owl symbolizes death and renewal, wisdom, moon magic, and initiations. She is said to move with strength and purpose through the night, her wings of comfort and healing spread to give solace to those who seek her.

Hymn to Arianrhod

Arianrhod of the Silver Wheel
By all the names men give thee –
We, thy hidden children, humbly kneel
Thy truth to hear, thy countenance to see.
Here in the circle cast upon the Earth
Yet open to the stars – unseen, yet real –
Within our hearts give understanding birth,
Our wounds of loss and loneliness to heal.
Isis unveiled and Isis veiled, thou art;
The Earth below our feet, the Moon on high.
In thee these two shall never be apart –
The magick of the Earth and Sky.

The only remaining source is a story in the Mabinogion:

The Story of Math ap Mathonwy

It is the story of Math ap Mathonwy (MAHTH ap mah-THOHN-wee), who is king, teacher, and wizard, brother of Don; uncle of Arianrhod, Gwydion, Amaethon, and Gofannon.

She was the daughter of the Welsh Goddess Danu. Her uncle, King Math, was compelled by a taboo to keep his feet in the lap of a virgin whenever he was not actively engaged in battle. After his first ‘footholder’, Goewin, was deflowered, Math asked Arianrhod to take her place. She had to step across a magic rod to prove her virginity, but when she did so, twin boys dropped from between her legs. Math named the first of the boys Dylan.

The second of these was taken away by Arianrhod’s brother Gwydion and raised in a magic forest. Arianrhod incensed by what she had suffered, laid three curses on the boy, Lleu. He shall have no name except one she gives him. He shall bear no arms except ones she gives him. He shall have no wife of the race that is now on the earth. Through elaborate magic and trickery, Gwydion deceived Arianrhod into breaking the first two curses herself. To break the third, Math and Gwydion created Blodeuwedd, a woman made of flowers, to be Lleu’s bride. Blodeuwedd (flower face), who appears to the embodiment of a fertility Goddess, betrayed her lover, Lleu, to his death, but his spirit hung on a tree was resurrected on the following day.

Humiliated by King Math, thwarted by her son, forsaken by her brother, Arianrhod retreated to her castle Caer Arianrhod. Here she later drowned when the sea reclaimed the land.


Day of the week:
Colour: green and white
Influences: Beauty, fertility, reincarnation, past life memories, difficulties.
Candle: white

Hymn to Arianrhod from The Witches’ Goddess (c) 1987

my latest art doll (28/8/2013)) ailbhe

my latest art doll (28/8/2013)) ailbhe

Ailbhe duaghter of the clan of tuatha de danaan, The Tuatha Dé Danann (“peoples of the goddess Danu“,   are a race of people in Irish mythology. In the invasions tradition which begins with the Lebor Gabála Érenn, they are the fifth group to settle Ireland, conquering the island from the Fir Bolg.

The Tuatha Dé Danann were descended from Nemed, leader of a previous wave of inhabitants of Ireland. They came from four cities to the north of Ireland–Falias, Gorias, Murias and Finias–where they acquired their occult skills and attributes. According to Lebor Gabála Érenn, they came to Ireland “in dark clouds” and “landed on the mountains of [the] Conmaicne Rein in Connachta; and they brought a darkness over the sun for three days and three nights”. According to a later version of the story, they arrived in ships on the coast of the Conmaicne Mara’s territory (modern Connemara). They immediately burnt the ships “so that they should not think of retreating to them; and the smoke and the mist that came from the vessels filled the neighboring land and air. Therefore it was conceived that they had arrived in clouds of mist”.

Ailbhe is often absent from her clan and wanders far and wide, being of mostly good nature she will often help people she comes across either by watching their beasts in the field or the children at home as the people work, here in this scene she had in her ‘good’ fairy nature offered to watch over a sweet nest of tiny eggs as the parent birds went to find food but as her mischievous side came out she found a dragons egg and placed in the nest also, forcing it to be born so she could play with the tiny dragon.

loving this my latest art doll finished and now on ebay all the others have sold already (woot! ^_^ ) but this one i was most proud of the face i finally feel like i am able to sculpt the faces how i want them plus the eye are my own method and i am very proud of how they have turned out i knew this new method would give me something like i wanted for eyes but it turned out even better than i imagined, i chose flowers for her hair this time being a natural fae i felt it was right for her though i still managed just one tiny row of beads which i allowed myself on the grounds they look like raindrops and i loved that. I am now completely excited to make the next doll and i am also pleased that my passion for making costumes has returned so obviously having that little break did me good ^_^ oh and i adore the hair i used on this one its so soft and looks so much better wierd how using sheep wool looks better than human hair which is what i was using oh well you live and learn ^_^

quick link to latest doll all others sold- Eithne





 The clan of which Eithne is part of went underground back in Victorian times, they eschewed all living clans above the ground and shunned all contact as the complained that the world would surely shrivel up and become poisoned as the humans became rampant and took over much of the land, leaving nowhere for many fae folk to go they chose underground as their safe haven. Being of advanced intelligence they were able to take with them much knowledge which as always handed down through generations and their whole underground land worked and produced and keeps them safe but nearly all their techniques are still based on the Victorian futurism idea and is steampunk in nature and appearance, many mechanical complex and amazing machines provide them with everything they need and more and they live happily as long as the humans never know.

Eithne is proud of her heritage and very adept at working the machines she took naturally to the learning of cleaning and building and maintaining the machines she is an integral part of the clan and is often designing new and wonderful .inventions for her clan. Seen here in this scene she sits quietly reading with her pet dragon who though born of an egg has been ‘improved’ over the years by Eithne until he is now more machine than being and a product of Eithne busy hands he is her bodyguard, her companion and is devoted to her.

now sold

feedback: beautiful so very happy she is just amazing thank you so much x




Etaine belongs to the same clan as eithne and went along with the clan when they went underground after their dispute with the humans and their general disgust for the way the humans laid waste to the natural beauty of the earth,  obviously being dwellers of below they do not have wings any more as they evolved to live underground the need for wings disappeared but they all retain the fae spirit, Etaine is an engineer and works along side others in maintaining many of the wonderful and complex machines they need in their underground city to help them live.  .She has with her at all times her silver bucket in which she keeps her precious thing needed for her work. Etaine is particularly stubborn, very quiet not because she is shy but because she sees no reason for small talk and is annoyed at anyone who chooses to ask inane questions such as ‘how are you today’ She is a deeply thoughtful fae and would rather spend her time designing new machines or fixing problems.

sold- feedback:- Absolutely beautiful all communication perfect highly recommended A*****


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Sisku is a dark neko, the neko race are Half human- half cat some are more cat than human and some are more human than cat. Sisku is more human but still retains her cat ears and she is one of the dark neko which are undead neko. Living underground she does from time to time come across and even do business with the various fae that live under the ground, unbeknownst to the humans, but Sisku is a very solitary creature. Her pale white skin with its dark vein like cracks is often the only glimpse the fae will see of her and then she will be gone. .Sisku remains part of the undead world as she is unable to move on to any other plane of reality until one day when she reunites with her true love, as the neko, especially the dark neko, live a very long time she has to wait and she does so patiently sure of her love and sure of the ultimate reward when they are reunited.

just finished 11/10/13 now sold 

feedback;- A1—5*****—and beautifully boxed—Thank you

just a quick note to say I am so excited I have always loved automaton and over the last week or so I have been teaching myself how to make gears and simple levers, and this weekend I shall make a new doll but also i shall begin with my very first simple automaton! I am teaching my kids as I learn so they will be also making their own projects, it promises to be a lot of fun! my son already has plans for a Mario automaton ^_^ but eventually I would love my dolls to be automatons, so excited and I am filled with lots of brilliant ideas for dolls automatons and need 48 hours in a day ^_^

my latest artdoll 6 november 2013


various 935 various 938 various 940Aoife belongs to the same clan as Eithne and Etaine and went along with the clan when they went underground after their dispute with the humans and their general disgust for the way the humans laid waste to the natural beauty of the earth,  obviously being dwellers of below they do not have wings any more as they evolved to live underground the need for wings disappeared but they all retain the fae spirit, Aoife is a poet however she chooses to be on her own, many times she can be seen above ground for she longs for her lost love but he will never return as he was killed in a battle with the humans centuries before and Aoife herself died of a broken heart many years ago and is therefore an undead fae unable to come to terms with the death of her love she wanders the underground or sometimes above as she is seen here she is her undead self – lost and waiting, looking for her lost love, endlessly searching she has no will to carry on and no thought for anything but her lost love, trapped in the plane of the living but not being alive she is often seen weeping dry tears as she sits and stares forlornly out of the window of the abandoned shack in the forest where she last saw her love.  Here we see Aoife leaning against her chair and she gazes into the distance her mind replaying that last scene of her love dying on the battle field.

Aoife is sold feedback;- Absolutely beautiful!!!! 5***** truly genuine seller. Saved to faves! xxx



the beautiful Xanthina keeper of the keys in the northern kingdoms
the beautiful Xanthina keeper of the keys in the northern kingdoms

May I please introduce to you the beautiful Xanthina, she is an immortal fae and she is the keeper of the keys. Being keeper of the keys is a very prestigious job and a career not chosen lightly. In order to even be considered for the post a fae must fulfil certain conditions she or he, must choose a solitary life forgoing any relationship of any kind, they take vows early on in their life and consider it a calling rather than a career. The fae will then choose immortality and will choose to enter a designated lamasery or place of learning, and there will learn all the traditions and requirements of the post before undergoing the rituals  in which they choose to give up the life of a clan fae and become an immortal fae, and their life is cast off their bodies are anointed and awoken as immortals and they are then recognized by their appearance of very pale white colouring with glittering of the skin.

Xanthina knew from her youngest days she wanted to be a keeper of the keys and has spent many years fulfilling her dream and chose the northern kingdoms as her dwelling place, she has retained wings as she is able to live above ground as well as below, she is entrusted with the keys to all the entrances in the northern kingdoms to the fae dwellings below in the underground kingdoms, they must be kept locked and hidden by magic so the humans are never aware of their existence, when a fae wishes to visit above ground they first talk with their elders and then if the decision is deemed wise then the fae or the council of elders will visit the keeper of the keys and at an appointed time the fae and the keeper of the keys will meet and the keeper will perform the necessary rituals of magic and then proceed to unlock the door.


After their time above ground they then wait until the keeper of the keys is ready they will again perform the rituals of magic and unlock the door returning both keeper and fae to the safety of the underground kingdoms.

Xanthina is quiet and studious and devoted to her post as keeper of the keys, in those times when she is not resting or fulfilling her duties her favorite past time is singing and she has been known to play miancenial which resembles a small round hollow chamber no bigger than the hand of a fae with shapes cut from the top and small holes cut from the side, it is played by blowing through the side holes and covering or uncovering the various shapes on the top. The songs speak of the chronicles of the fae clans telling long and detailed stories of the histories and adventures of each of the clan fae. The sound is soft and sweet and lilting and cannot be heard by human ears unless a magic ritual has been performed opening their senses to the fae.

The fae clans of the underground feel safe with Xanthina they know and trust her and she will never let them down, any fae that sees the familiar pale blue, gently sparkling outfit recognizes Xanthina immediately, because she wears her outfit with pride and love and will never wear anything else knowing this outfit denotes her post as keeper of the keys, and they smile and wave in greeting and often spend time either listening to her songs or playing an instrument along with her as she sings and often a small crowd of fae will gather all in awe of Xanthina and listening to her beautiful voice.

10 responses

  1. ~ WONDERFUL ~

    These dolls are brilliant. I’m not surprised they sold. And I love how you ‘live & learn’ re the sheep’s wool as that shows the true adaptable nature of an artist. Congrats, KizzyLee 🙂

    1. thank you my lovely it always means a lot to me when a friend likes my work, i am very much into steampunk and trying to work out how to bring this into to my next design i have just finished one doll which i have yet to put pictures up but i want my next one to be dark neko then a steampunk doll or dragn with doll but i have all these tiny cogs and bits of wierd shaped metal and not sure how i work it all in ^_^ i am sure i will manage it it is whther i will be happy with my creation ^_^ have an excellent day xx

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  3. These are amazing! The detail and the research are extraoardinary. I wish I could “like” this post, but it’s not working on my computer right now :(.

    1. hiya and thank you for your kind words my little dolls are so close to my heart i love making them i am hopefully finishing on today they tend to take me about a week to make everything i do is completely by hand sewing molding painting everything so they are a labour of love i am excited to see how this one turns out i have decided to call her aoife i shall post pictures when she is finished thank you again for your kind words and for becoming my friend i hope you have a lovely day x

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    1. thank you my lovely friend i appreciate your compliment i do love making my little dolls its hard to sell them sometimes because i love each one and each one is different ahh well such is life ^_^ thank you for your kind words and i hope you have a fab day x

      1. I used to do crafty things but don’t anymore. Other projects have shoved that period out of the way. It’s not as easy to thread a needle these days. 😉

        I know what you mean about hard to let go. Lovely work.

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