Oski and the Amulet – Graphic Novel Created for Jorvik Viking Festival

 

 

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Viking Saga in a Nutshell – As performed at Gudvangen Viking Market 2017

Viking Saga in a Nutshell – As performed at Gudvangen Viking Market 2017

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See ‘how to’ at the bottom for ways to turn these shortened sagas into performances

Sigurd the Warrior038 sig sword up

The warrior thrust his sword – into his scabbard034 sig sword

Mounted his mighty horse – and rode through the night035 sig horse

And the next day009 rode all night

And the next night008 ride all night

Ahead was an enormous mountain036 mountains

In the mountain was a huge cave037 cave

He leapt from his horse – and strode in038 sig sword up

Up a long high tunnel084 up tunl

Towards an enormous cave087 to enor cave

In the cave was an enormous heap of gold010 pile of gold

Upon the gold was an enormous dragon007 dragon on pile

“Roar”039 dragon

He crouched in fear, “I cannot kill this thing!”089 crouch fear.jpg

Two birds landed on his shoulders and whispered,013 two raven

“Dig a hole” “What with?”090 dig what.jpg

“Dig with your sword.” “Why?”092 with sword.jpg

“Just dig, dig, and leap in!”094 leap in.jpg

The great monster awakes039 dragon

Sigurd the warrior crouches down with his sword012 wait in hole

The monstrous dragon flies out through the tunnel095 d flies out.jpg

Sigurd stabs, stabs, urg, hu, arg, p,dumph096 s stabs

The dragon bites, RRRRaphnth!011 dragon head

Sigurd slices, “Hahahahahahaha!”097 haha 01.jpg

“Hahahahahahaha!”098 haha 02

 

 

Sigurd Awakens Brinhild

Sigurd the warrior raised his sword034 sig sword

He sliced right through the dragon’s neck025 neck slice

And from its claw he took the cursed gold ring026 ring

“I will go and seek my fortune”099 seeks.jpg

“Hang on, I already have a fortune”010 pile of gold

He filled his saddlebags with dragon’s gold028 sadlebag

He rode away on his horse which was afraid of nothing – nothing030 sig rides

Nothing076 man horse 01 flipped

Forests, swamps, mountains029 terrain types

Upon a far mountain is a tall tower0100 on mount.jpg

Surrounded by flames0101 in flames.jpg

The horse leaps0102 leaps.jpg

Through the air024 sig leaps

Through the flames031 sig through flame

Sigurd dismounts inside the tower0103 dismounts.jpg

Laid asleep upon a stone bed is…0104 asleep.jpg

The most beautiful woman he has ever seen0105 most beaut.jpg

She was unclothed027 sleeps

He took her in his arms0106 in arms

He kissed her0107 kiss.jpg

She awoke, “I love you”0108 awake

“I love you too – will you marry me?”0109 will you.jpg

He put the ring upon her finger0110 ring on

The cursed ring026 ring

That is just the beginning of a story – where0111 beginning of.jpg

Everybody dies0112 ev dies 01.jpg

 

For the Love of Freyja – and the Walls of Asgard

The big boss god of all the Viking gods?054 god war flipped

OOOOOOOOOOOdin047 odin 01

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOdin048 odin 01 flipped

His city was in ruins049 asgard

Ruins050 asgard flipped

Along came a handsome stranger044 h stranger

“I will build the walls of your city for you”045 h stranger flipped

“And all I want in return is…”078 hs 02

“The sun, the moon and the beautiful lady Freyja as my wife oooooo”0114 str the sun.jpg

“Everybody all at once” “The sun, the moon and the beautiful lady Freyja as my wife oooooo”0120 sun 04.jpg

Odin said, “You want what!”069 odin 02 flipped

“Everybody all at once” “The sun, the moon and the beautiful lady Freyja as my wife oooooo”0115 ev the sun group 01.jpg

That is a lot, I will ask Loki070 odin loki heads

“What does he want paying?”057 loki 01

“Everybody all at once” “The sun, the moon and the beautiful lady Freyja as his wife oooooo”055 odin and loki 01

“Only if he can get it done in less than half a year”059 half a year

Odin told the stranger…068 odin 02

“But will you still pay me “Everybody all at once” “The sun, the moon and the beautiful lady Freyja as my wife oooooo”0116 sun 01.jpg

“And can my horse help?”046 hs and horse

“Hahaha what good is a horse? It was a magical horse060 horse mountain 01

It flew down and picked up a mountain061 horse mountain fly

The stranger used it as a brick065 hs brick 01

It flew down and picked up a mountain062 horse mountain fly flipped

The stranger used it you get the idea066 horse to hs brick

He will get it down in time and then we will have to pay him067 hs brick to wall

“Everybody all at once” “The sun, the moon and the beautiful lady Freyja as his wife oooooo”0118 sun 02

Loki turned into a beautiful lady horse brrrrrrr071 loki turns horse072 lady horse 01

The stallion followed her075 man horse 01074 lady horse 02

Into the magical woods077 into magic wood

Now the stranger wouldn’t get the job done in time and he wouldn’t get paid…078 hs 02.jpg

“Everybody all at once” “The sun, the moon and the beautiful lady Freyja as his wife oooooo”0119 sun 03

He threw off his handsome disguise and became the rock giant he really was079 off to biff

He went to biff Odin0121 goes to biff.jpg

But Odin biffed him080 odin to biff

He biffed him so hard he flew all the way back to the land of the giants081 biffs giant

The walls were nearly finished and Odin didn’t have to pay…0122 nearly wall.jpg

“Everybody all at once” “The sun, the moon and the beautiful lady Freyja as his wife oooooo”0123 ev group flipped.jpg

 

Loki

The god of mischief058 loki 01 flipped

Trickery0124 trickery.jpg

Cruelty0125 cruelty

“When the goddess awakes see how she screams”0126 she screams.jpg

Loki laughs “hehehehe”0127 l laughs 01.jpg

“Hehehehehe”0129 l laughs 02.jpg

He is also a shape changer god0130 shape change.jpg

(say to the cast,) “Say the names of four random creatures or things”0131 creatures.jpg

The gods had had enough of him056 odin and loki 01 flipped

They threw away his children0132 throw ch

The giant snake they threw into the sea, “Roar, sploosh”0133 throw snake 01.jpg0134 throw snake 02.jpg

The monster wolf into the ground “hoooooowl”0135 wolf in

His putrid, rotten daughter down to the underworld016 hel falls

Scream!014 hel

Burning poison was dripped on Loki’s face0136 poison face.jpg

“All scream together!”0137 all scream.jpg

“See my daughter fly her ship of the dead”0138 her ship

“And we will kill you all!”0139 kill all.jpg

“Hahahahahaha” –0142 haha 01 “Haha”0143 haha 02.jpg

That is the end of Loki’s story, in which…0140 l dies

[Say to the cast] (“All say together, “Everybody dies” on the count of three.) 1 2 3 “Everybody dies!”0141 ev dies

 

 

Ragnarok

The end of the world, where everybody dies0151 end of world

Gods, Monsters, wolves and slaves0152 gods monsters etc

Everyone fights together until they die015 all fight

Did we mention everybody dies?0153 dd we ment

Because they do0154 cos do

The sea rises up and swallows the land033 yg wave

Lightning strikes the great tree032 yg lightning.jpg

The great tree falls,017 yg falls

eeeke, creeeeak, vrooooompht, budoumpht, budoumpht, budoumpht0155 eek.jpg

budoumpht0156 bdumpht

One branch019 yg twig

One branch remains standing free of the water019 yg twig

The bits of the old world gather around the branch018 yg

Two figures climb down to this new land020 lithr babe

Lith and Lithrasia0150 l and l

New life begins, cradled in their arms021 babe

The power of the old gods rises from the sea0157 old gods.jpg

The light of life and hope023 yg old gods.jpg

We raise up our arms in wonder and say, “aaaaaaah”022 l and l arms

 

 

Njord; the god of the sea

He leads us0158 he leads.jpg

Guides us0159 guides.jpg

Stare out to sea with him0160 stare

For under the sea is a terrible goddess0161 under is terrible g.jpg

Ran! She is wicked and twisted0162 twisted.jpg

She swings her net and catches sailors “aaaaaaaargh”0163 swings

They wander her home forever0164 wander.jpg

“I am cccccold.” – “I miss my familyyyyy”0165 ccold

“I wish I hadn’t drowneded”0166 drownded.jpg

“Hahahahaha” Ran laughs and claps0167 claps.jpg

That is how sick she is0168 sick.jpg

Njord is good; 0169 good.jpghe guides us0170 guides.jpg

This is his home0171 home.jpg

Njardarheimr0172 njard.jpg

He stands now by the sea0173 by sea.jpg

Bless him with mjord and ol0174 ol.jpg

Gudvangen! Njardarheimr!0175 gud

 

Although I wasn’t yet strong enough to face being at Gudvangen this year I was thrilled to be asked by stand-in host Annabelle to allow her to continue my tradition of multi-national stories. So each of the scripts I have published here has been performed in my honour by Annabelle with a gang of pals such as Karin in many languages and dialects simultaneously.

‘How to’ guide:

If you are working with children they can repeat each line altogether after you and act it out; remember, many of the stories from the mythology are quite gruesome.

The multi-national story; you need people who speak different languages (and English) you can also encourage different dialects for a bit more fun. You say each of the lines and one at a time they saying along the row in their own language. It works wonderfully well, it works far better than it should! Prepare to have great fun.

I look forward to be being welcomed back into the fold at Gudvangen next year (or even sooner).

Love

Adrian

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Adrian Spendlow Magazine Edition

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Adrian Spendlow Magazine Edition

Snappy chat, looking back at the recent past, punchy parts, highlights and future happenings.

I will try to be light, I would like to be light for this is a time of tears; far too many tears. If we can try to spread love, be fair but resolute in justice, if we can embrace the lost and the forever injured. Cry those tears yes, as we look up for rainbows through the glistening. I wish to bathe the world in glorious light.

That being said, I am a right grump and a grumbler. You know what I say, ‘Things were different before the changes.’ Think about it and know it’s true.

So it must be time for a visit to OldMan Comics…northern bit.jpgthingsblessing the worldbelly.jpgfayre tradeWell I guess it is time I grabbed some elephant tusks.ivory 01Not that I really need any ivory or anythingivory 01 flipped

But soon there won’t be any elephants leftivory 02Now Britain has legalised the import of Ivory you got to grab it while you can

 

local news

I am getting used to the idea of local small town news. I had experience of it before I came here to live. Yonks back I said to a musician friend how the guy from the Scarborough paper loved my stuff, how he was really encouraging and used everything I sent him. Nah, said Dave, he is just desperate for stuff to fill the paper with.

When mum and dad first moved here we were taken with the headlines….

cat lost

Then the letters pages was filled with concern, wishing Esmie Smethick lots of love and luck with finding her cat.

Then the astounding headline.cat found.jpg

How pleased everyone in the letters page was.

 

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One highlight of recent weeks has been my feature on Quay Street here in Scarborough here in the vacinity of this laptop in fact. Local history from the rich word of mouth of locals.

This was the quay. Step across from our step and there is the Three Mariners Inn, and there is the harbour wall, the old harbour wall. The first of a few built as the land builds up here, (I think this is where everywhere else’s errosion turns up). As buildings on that side of the street are reworked there is the harbour. All around it are dug up limpet shells discarded from the top of the wall by long long ago fishermen.

No. 1 Salmon Steps, (the only house on Salmon Steps), was built circa 1780 so perhaps salmon were caught using limpets???

Quay Street the blog has proved immensely popular, not just as local history but around the world as interest is peeked in fishing, shipping and sea rescues.

There is a link at the foot of the page – go enjoy.

 

Which leads on nicely to Seafest.

I will be storytelling on West Pier Saturday and Sunday (22nd and 23rd July) 12 and 2 then moving on to things all a bit more grown up…

Seafest 2017 presents

of Soldiers and Sailors and things a bit fishy’ – A fascinating show

By storyteller Adrian Spendlow

For members and visitors of the (newly reopened) Royal British Legion Ex-Service People’s Social Club, Bar Street, Scarborough.

Sunday 23rd July 5 till 7 Admission free with charitable activities.

Tales of daring, endurance, superstition, adventure, personal experience and amazing history.

Long tails, Britain invaded, North Sea rescues, Victory by Butterfly, Strangeness in Scarborough and much much more.

Bob is Gramey

At last we can reveal the true identity of Bob, the companion of OldMan, yes he really in real life is; Gramey. Except Gramey isn’t called Gramey anymore because he says he doesn’t like it. so we still have no idea who he is.colour 04

Anyway, Gra and I have been working on a York Stars project empowering people through the arts.

As part of that we wrote I know someone who poems. This is the one I did.

I know someone who had spikey blue hair

I know someone who has a secret identity

I know someone who drinks sharks fin tea

I know someone who changed his name to be in a band

I know someone who has biscuit days, vegetable days and pie days

I know someone who watches blue bars

I know someone who cooks mushrooms all soggy

I know someone who records birds sounds to upset people

I know someone who likes Boney M

And that person is Gramey Smith

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At last the shopkeepers secret is revealed, enter the world of tiny things in the link at the foot to discover mighty (but miniature) revalations in this newly updated blog post.both

Stephen Fry was right.

And it might even be quite interesting too. A banana is a berry! A strawberry isnt a berry because the seeds are on the outside. A plum isnt a berry because it only has a stone or just one seed which doesn’t count and it hasnt got a shell. A berry has an outer shell (the skin) and contains seeds. So here at last, by random chance is the proof. All I did was bite. The banana did the splitting into three seeds all on its own. It sometimes happens; if you left a narna to dry there would be the three seeds. Here they are in full clarity…..

banana

Ales and Tales

I have produced two book length blogs over the last month or so. There is the collection of Skaldic writings I have written for my chieftain Georg, which are linked to below. There are also the results of the best job I ever had. It is often quite good to be paid to tell stories in pubs, it is even better to be paid to drink beer and listen to other people’s stories. What amazing stories they were. You don’t tell people in York pubs what to talk about, you sit and you listen, and you listen good.

(See below)

And the First Stage of a Publication0046 scooped

A mass of research has gone into this forthcoming online Graphic Novel: Doom of Zeus. The gripping tale of Earth Mother’s creatron of the monstrous revenger Typhon. It sounds like I made it up. Given that I researched the whole thing while in hospital having a major operartion and being filled with morphine, perhaps I did. These Greek myths though, you can’t make them up, they did that already!!

Follow the link below to the first draft of the G.N. D of Z. There are also links there to the individual stories of gods and goddesses I developed during the course of the research. Athene, Pan, the Fates and Hermes the Babe are in there.

Yes I was on a lot of morphine at the time. I recall shelves full of nightshirts rippling along. Strange apperatus seemed to dangle from the sky. The whole room was repeating my conversations about the head of Buddha.

I was aware for most of the time that this was all drug induced, and didn’t lose insight, well not that often, I did really believe the nurses were dancing though. The night staff that is, I saw them in the distance in silhouette having whispered meetings, then in my mind, they broke into competative disco routines, then went back to the meetings. At one point they broke off from a serious debate to have a go at a demonstration of the ministry of silly walks.

When the drugs were wearing off I described these illusions to one of the night staff and he said, ‘Ah yes, we do do that’.

Strangest though. During the research for Hermes I was listing interesting observations I was gathering from Robert Graves Greek Myths and I found a strange thing listed in my notes. At some point among such as Hermes had golden sandals there in the midst was, ‘Hermes was a taxi driver who delivered bendy ferret.’

Luckilly it didn’t make it into the final blog (I think).

 

Luke says, – “My Dad is publishing a graphic novel, this is the first draft. It’s still awaiting the artwork so he’s contributed his own, temporary mini-masterpieces.

His style is pretty unique as it is but add to the fact he did a lot of it off his nut on painkillers makes it something special! – He’s still waiting for the artist so the first draft features his own illustrations and his artistic style is… unconventional.

They make a dramatic and terrifying tale oddly hilarious.

Please have a look, he worked on the majority of it in hospital having cancer cut out and was on heavy medication for the majority of the time so it’s quite trippy in places!” Typhon Doom-slayer

Also:-

Athene

Hermes

The FatesThe Fates

Pan

Quay Street, Scarborough

OldMan Comics

Skaldic book

The Cheiftains Door

Of the Cheiftain’s Door ‘Sharon’ says this, “This is very powerful – challenging – and beautiful. Love your words from within and beyond.”

The World of Tiny Things

Ales and Tales

And a few poems

Oh, and another book length one almost; my guide to Living History for Reenactors

 

over backwardsOh, alright, if I have ever upset you, which is quite likely, I am hereby crawling on my bellybelly 02 ade 01

 

The Three Fates They Spin Your Thread – More of Adrian’s Ancient Greek Myth Collection

The Three Fates They Spin Your Thread – More of Adrian’s Ancient Greek Myth Collectionttfs.jpg

Erebus the deep dark which is shadow is in union constantly with that which is Night and from this long intertwining long ago there came three beings; the Fates. night.jpgNight has spawned us many more beings as we all know but none so beautiful, so powerful, so timeless and old. Even before Erebus and even before there was Night some say then there were the Fates; Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos the conjoined. For they are the death aspect of HER. They are the Triple Goddess. They are the Moon Goddess. They are the Goddess.moon g.jpg Some may say her name, think that they dare and remain to be right. And if that name they spoke for the Fates; the Triple Moon Goddess in her death aspect it may be the word that they say would be Athene. So some say.athene ana 01 edit

Of the three conjoined begot by Erebus in Night Atropos is the smallest and Atropos is the most terrible.

Feel now for the white linen thread trailing behind as you go, for it connects you to life and it is her who watches this where you cannot see. It is her who chooses the moment that you are only dimly aware will happen one day. Though perhaps it will be night when Atropos decides. Perhaps tonight.

Before all of that there is the moment of your arrival, spinning upon a thread which you will follow as you will lead it through.spin.jpg For Clotho spun you; every incident of you.

Year by year is stretched across the rod to be counted, moment by moment even, until your line is set, this your length of thread is laid by Lachesis who has decided how long you exist.measure.jpg

It is Atropos who cuts. She determines in the end and you descend, or float at her attending.

cut.jpgAll is pre-set.

Oh how the younger gods laugh at this.

For Zeus the mighty Zeus has spoken, claiming supremacy for his sovereignty. The ruler of all, the father of all, the ruler of fate and the ruler of the Three Fates. Ruler of all.

How the Three Fates laugh.ttfs

“I am the father of the Fates!”z 03.jpg

The people of Delphi, at least, accepted his mastery of fate, supremacy; Lachesis no longer acknowledged there in their temples.

Some say Zeus was their father and Themis was their mother. He wasn’t the father though, no one could accept or swallow that. They were before even he.

 

 

 

 

Oh how the Three Fates laugh.

The Three Fates hold the power over all.ttfs

Younger gods, however, they say Zeus he weighs out lives in charge of Fates.z3.jpg

The thread of life is spun on Clotho’s spindle, measured by the rod of Lachesis and at its end is snipped by Atropos, Yet Zeus says he can intervene. “Let that one live!”

Oh how the newer gods they laugh.laugh.jpg

Ordinary people they say they resist the Fates; stay in that day, train up to fight, move house, refuse betrothal, dodge the snip. They say they live.oski away 01.jpg

Oh how the younger gods laugh.laugh

These gods they talk of when the Fates were fooled, unsealed, when Apollo tricked them got them drinking,maenad solo.jpg “Come relax, enjoy; eternity is a very long time.” Admetus was saved, or so they say. And…

How the young gods laugh.laugh

Once when the Pythian Priestess danced she danced into a trance, an oracular trance, what she confessed the listener entranced.trance.jpg Not his children after all, the Fates are from the long before, are parthenogenous. The Fates they sprang from Necessity, the ancient Goddess Necessity she saw the

Three Fates flying from her. Long long before. There is more, if they are from before, then Great God Zeus must answer to them; dangle on their very whim.

Oh how the Three Fates laugh now.ttfs

The folks in Delphi worship only two Fates; Birth and Death. In Athens Aphrodite Urania is the oldest of the three, the Eldest of the Fates; the Nymph-goddess to which the sacred king was sacrificed eons back at summer solstice. The people of Athens know Urania means queen of the mountains, the Delphinians know this too. They are but the some who say, the some who say the thing some say. Not us who listened to the dancing Priestess who informed us of the Mother of the Fates, Necessity for she is the strong Fate, not even any Gods contend her. So Zeus must answer.z 01.jpg

Oh how the Three Fates laugh now.ttfs

So Athens says there are three fates, Delphi they say two fates, Dancing Priestess tells us there are four, three are born of one and all the four of them become the Three Fates. Let that be how it is explained.

And yes, the Three Fates laugh.ttfs

Is it myth that makes the threads flow from us taken from the habit of the swaddling clothes, for they are marked with symbols and sigils; ancestry and family are marked upon the bandages of birth to place the babe within its place for all the rest of its life, to seal its fate.swaddle.jpg Or are the babies swaddled because we know the Fates will thread us from behind and we label / swaddle to show we loyally are of similar mind.fred Then though perhaps the Three Fates send the ancestry bandages right after they have cast the thread which is our life?

Family and clan names are things for humans in their mere humanness and that is mortal, Gods and Fates however have their other ways of being from the past and future. Take the Fates, the Three Fates; they are the Triple Moon Goddess of Necessity; Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos as Birth and Death of Delphi,  Aphrodite Urania Athenian Nymph-goddess royal of the mountains. Hence their white robes and linen thread, Spinner, Measurer and Unavoidable sacred are they as Isis. The Pariae, the Ancient Ones, the Three Fates are the three Danaids; with three Rhodes’ cities named for them, Linda, Cameira and Ialysa, formerly Linodeousa (binder with linen, Catamerizousa (sharer out), Ialemistria (wailing woman). Yes they are the Telchines; the enchanters ie the Triple Moon Goddess Danae. Yes, they are the Moerae, if we moera-out (share out) the phases we have the three beings and the three moon times:moons.jpg

The new, the maiden-goddess of the spring, the first period of the year.

The full moon, the nymph-goddess of the summer, the second period.

The old moon, the crone goddess of autumn, the last period.

The trees reflect these phases in their needs and growth and character, and the Fates embrace the trees and feed us knowledge through them.tree.jpg

Take you sickle cut the twigs from tree type, tree type, till the echoes of the moon time spell the letters of your learning. God Hermes knew the power of the Fates and assisted in the alphabet of trees. The alphabet of trees is the alphabet of sharing is the alphabet of seasons is the alphabet of everything.sickle

And from that alphabet came everything, for Hermes with them helped them shape us, gave us astronomy, scales musical, pugilism, synchronised physicality, mass and distance. They also brought us the cultivation of the olive tree.olive.jpg

These are they, the Three Fates who give us opportunity, the chances life brings, and so much more, they bring us powerful gifts, even love making, like with Aphrodite, she was spinning when they met her, now her life is devoted to love, to widespread love and you may call upon her influence because of the three.moon fairy

Even with death they empower you, send you where you deserve to go, no heroes ever if not for the cutting of the cord to send them homeward, no reincarnating, no freedom from torture, styx.jpgalthough it is true no visits to Hades where one twitters like a bird and gasps for falling blood drops.

Have you wefted and weaved along your thread as best you could or tugged against the pastel way?cut.jpg

They will fight for you if you fight the way of right, they will fight for Gods and you alongside if the enemy is evil. Let the brazen pestles fall upon the head of giants.pestle.jpg Where the evil fall dead because of them the ground will burn forever onwards.

Let them bring fruits of the moment, fleetingly beautiful to empower, or Death-Apple to poison, drink if you will of the juice of such fruits for it is sure that you are pure, pure as the fleeting fruits of the Fates.fruit.jpg

The Three Fates can save you even, if it is unfair that you should die, and if loved ones love you enough and cry enough the Fates will invest a twig with parity with your life, so you will live as long as the twig is unburnt.reeds.jpg

Please them as they please us and gifts can come; eye of perception, tooth of divination, herbal sickle or sacred bag.bag.jpg Wish them well, they will even sing at your wedding.

Other great feasts where the Fates are fawned over is when sheep are with lamb and honey has fermented. There in the open in the Oaken Grove we gather around the altar  for the Three Fates Feast.great feast.jpg

So every year a length of white linen thread is lifted from the great bundle which is your life and this will be your allotment of line for the year ahead, enough to last, yet, if it were to not stretch quite far enough this is because they have decided this is the end for you. You will not know for certain until it is suddenly cut and you fly from the earth. You might want to feel to see how much you think the Fates have given you this year though, feel to see.fred.jpg

For at its end, either the year has ended or you have.ttfs

Recent blogs include from the Greek Myths, Athene , Hermes and Pan.

Behold the God-slayer Typhon – Doom of Zeus – Graphic Novel First Draft

Ales and Tales around York pubs.

and more as the Skald to the Chieftain inspired by Georg and Gudvangen.

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This piece was originally part of my research for a forthcoming graphic novel with artist Tony Lawrence, but for now I felt the Three Fates deserved a blog of thier own. Current artwork for this blog is from myself. This is my interpretation from studying Graves’ Greek Myths and a few bits from the Iliad. Look out for the forthcoming Graphic Novel with Tony: Behold the God-slayer Typhon the Doom of Zeus.

 

 

 

Gods and Goddesses of the Greek Mythos Continued – Hermes the Babe

Gods and Goddesses of the Greek Mythos Continued – Hermes the Babe

Here is another of my characterisations of Gods and Goddesses; they are actually coming about as I am researching on the Ancient Greek Mythos for a forthcoming download project with amazing artist Tony Lawrence. As I research to gather information on what they look like to help the artist in his depictions if I come across ones with a bit of inspirational story I blog them.

IE Athene, in this case though although it is an interesting storyline the God (if he is a God) Hermes is at best an anti-hero with the historic crimes division after him probably. There are those who leapt from Olympus rather than him turn them to ever staring stone.

Hermes – Cairn-man – Pillar of Stone – Toddler

This man is not a god he is a pillar.image An offspring of gods yet was born as an embodiment of an orgiastic pillar. Dance near him if you dare. Hermes is Priapus the totemistic virtue of a phallic pillar or cairn no less.

His mother was Maia and if there was such a thing as fatherhood back then we would be saying his father was Zeus. Maia met Zeus because she was the daughter of Apollo then afterwards being with child she had a score to settle with her father for mistreatments.[!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]  Gods being gods they grow fast, and Hermes grew fast, very fast, especially in intellect. By seven months he had mastered the bow and invented many things, then Themis gave him nectar and ambrosia of the gods or should that be Nectar of the Gods and Ambrosia of the Gods; and he was ready to   adventure. image.jpgReady for that vengeance from beyond the womb.

He was followed by a gathering band of nymphs they made a wicked wilful travelling party. wild band.jpgHe was befriended by Cyllene. They played and sang and laughed. Cyllene showed off her enchanting musical ability and Hermes claimed he could make something far more mystical than that. Cyllene bid him to show it was true, Hermes said he would need some cattle hide to make the strings. Then when Cyllene told him of Apollo’s herd he knew he could get his revenge and build his instrument, he knew so much more too. Well well before we discover how great he is, he knew.

Yes this merry band agreed that little Hermes and they could smuggle the herd, but Apollo would simply follow and they would be found.

Hermes bid them cut large patches of bark from the Fallen Oak and to cut long grass to bind into cord. From these he showed them how to fashion shoes for the cattle and away they were led along a trackless path.

The cattle were gone.

Apollo was livid.

Apollo he searched but there were no tracks.

Then, by chance in his raging stampede around the land he found the Satyrs, led by the rogue Silenus they were greedy for reward, great reward, for Apollo was angry, very great reward.

Eventually, in Arcadia, the Satyr gang heard something unusual, unique in fact; strange music like no melody ever heard before yet dulled and distant. It seemed to be coming from far away and yet from everywhere. It seemed to be coming from below the earth and yet, – no it was, it was down below, it was. Eager as they were they could not help but dance. Dance, as they hunched and sniffed and searched

Tnymph.jpghen suddenly they noticed a little way ahead by a gateway in a leafy copse the sultry, haughty, Cyllene idly taking the air. The music led them towards her.

It was louder behind her and there at the back of the glade was a cave; the music was coming from there. “What is that music of the nymphs we have never heard before?”cave.jpg

Cyllene swung gently round towards them, “No nymph plays that marvellous tune upon that unique instrument.”

“No one can play better than the nymphs, no one has a better instrument than they.” The satyrs gaggled together in panic behind him, staring in quizzical fear.

“Hermes does.”

“Who is Hermes?”

“Hermes is a babe.”chain babe.jpg

The Satyrs stood mesmerised as Cyllene gracefully articulated the story of the babe who was born within this cave. He who had adventured across the lands at so young an age, who had acted with great skill and created a marvellous lyre like nothing ever heard before. Silenus enquired what this lyre was like and Cyllene told him how it was shaped like a tortoise because he had fashioned it out of a tortoise and cow hide twine. “So where did he get this twine?” “Are you calling him a thief!” Just as a fierce argument sprung up a few things happened at once.crane.jpg A great long-winged bird landed in the glade; this was the Sacred Crane sacred to Hermes and because of Hermes. Silenus glanced his eyes around the glade and there were two cow hides stretched between branches to dry.hides.jpg The grandfather of the babe of course had known that the crane was sacred, sacred to Hermes, and had followed it; Apollo suddenly appeared.

Silenus pointed at the hides, thus establishing himself a right to the reward, then to seal the deal he pointed at the cave.

Apollo strode in and down with a procession following. There lay Maia sleeping deeply a bundle in her arms. “Bring me that quickly grown man Hermes now,” shouted the mighty Apollo, “For he has stolen my cattle and shall be made to bring them back to me, at least all that live.”

Maia threw back the covers and revealed a babe still in its swaddling bands and wrapped in a large leather hide. “How could it be that a babe such as this has done this thing you say?”image.jpg

“I recognise the hide!” boomed Apollo and he snatch up the child and fled the cave.

“Father of Heaven,” (and father of the babe unfortunately), cried Apollo as he bent to his knee in front of Zeus, “I accuse this babe”, (the bundle unrolled from his arms as did the other two hides from the glade), “of theft of all my herd.”z 01.jpg

“Zeus looked down to Hermes, “I cannot believe that you did such a thing and I ask you to plead not guilty.”

“Well I did,” confessed Hermes standing proudly for all his small size, “and I am sorry. I shall return all that live and tell you of the flesh of the others”

Apollo stood looking dazed, enraged and confused.

I divided the flesh of each dead beast in to twelve pieces each as sacrifices to the twelve gods.”

“Twelve?” questioned Apollo, “Who it the twelfth?”

Bowing with a smirk the tiny Hermes said, “Why it is I”.chain babe

How Zeus laughed.z 02

Hermes continued, “A twelfth of the flesh of each of the beasts I ate for I was ferocious hungry the rest I burned. Thus I have invented the first ever flesh- sacrifice. Now I shall give you recompense, follow me.”

He led Apollo in a flash back to the cave and he retrieved a bundle from beneath a sheepskin. “What have you there?” asked Apollo.

Hermes held up the tortoise-shell lyre in display and in the other hand held a plectrum, “This I also invented.”

The music was mesmerising, the singing was praise worthy; it was full of praise also. Praise of Apollo, his nobility, his dignity his grace, his intelligence and, of course, his generosity. It worked, Apollo forgave him and nevertheless little Hermes led him to Pylus, playing all the way, to the cave he had hidden the cattle.image.jpg He released them to graze and offered the Lyre to Apollo, he took it and thankful he said as I keep this so you keep the cattle. Hermes held up his tiny tiny hand and Apollo solemnly shook.

From the distance they heard the mountain top laughter of Zeus as he watched all Hermes’ antics.

As the cattle grazed Hermes gathered long grasses and wove them into a pipe. He played and he declared, “This is the shepherd pipe that leads any sheep to you.”

“If you will let me have this pipe I will trade you my golden cattle-herding staff; it also has the power to send the spirits of the dead peacefully to heaven.”

“I accept, in part, for the reedpipe is worth far more than the golden staff and I will accept the deal if you also promise to teach me the power of augury.”

The distant laugh of the onlooking Zeus could be heard again from afar.z 03.jpg

“I cannot but my three nurses the Thriae can. They will teach you on the isle of Parnassus to read the flowing pebbles in the swirling bowl.”pebbles.jpg

“This is indeed a very ingenious, eloquent and persuasive Godling.” Chortled Zeus.

Upon their return Zeus bellowed at tiny Hermes, “You must promise forever from now respect the rights of another’s property and never tell utter lies.”

“Then make me your herald great father, and I will never tell lies, although I shall not promise to always tell the whole of the truth in every detail. Furthermore I shall protect and preserve all divine property in your honour.”ribbon stick.jpg

(Apollo was chortling now.)

“You shall be my herald then, and you shall in that duty guide the dead to the underworld, oversee all matters of business, all treaties and all rights of way.styx

Even furthermore you shall teach us the twirling of sticks to make fire you shall assist the Three Fates (this he did and invented the knuckle bones, the alphabet, astronomy, boxing, the musical scale, gymnastics and weights and measures. He also learned the tree alphabet.)

Thus it was Zeus who chuckled quietly now for he had honoured and empowered him in such a way that he would forever be too busy.

So it was that the now growing Hermes was presented with the adornments of Herald and proudly stood in the round hat of rain protection, the fast flying golden sandals and the beribboned herald’s staff which commanded respect from all when Hermes was engaged in matters of administration, (of which there were many).admin babe.jpg

Recent blogs include from the Greek Myths, Athene , The Fates and Pan.

Behold the God-slayer Typhon – Doom of Zeus – Graphic Novel First Draft

Ales and Tales around York pubs.

and more as the Skald to the Chieftain inspired by Georg and Gudvangen.

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