Luna & Fable

Luna & Fable Luna & Fable is a magical art studio crafting enchanting prints, miniature storybooks, and poetic objects inspired by nature, folklore, and dreams.

We make art for the dreamers, the wanderers, and the ones who feel too much—lunaandfable.com

The blue went in and she opened up.Jieru-chunuu, mid-flight through her own arch of vines and moonlight. Blue ginger and...
07/24/2026

The blue went in and she opened up.

Jieru-chunuu, mid-flight through her own arch of vines and moonlight. Blue ginger and lotus flowers finding their color below her. Not finished yet — more detail still to come.

07/22/2026

She’s coming together slowly, flower by flower.

Jieru-chunuu, the hummingbird. This is the fifth painting of the Dreaming Garden.

She’s done. The Gardener of the Deep River.I went into this one without a strict guide for the outcome. That left room, ...
07/15/2026

She’s done. The Gardener of the Deep River.

I went into this one without a strict guide for the outcome. That left room, but it also left me wandering — the woman in the arch gave me trouble for a long time before she arrived. I think, perhaps, it ended up somewhere more interesting because of the wandering. The fourth painting of the Dreaming Garden.

Free wallpapers from the Garden are waiting, link in bio.

Words spoken by Serúma, guardian of the deep river, to Elleryn in the fourth scene of the Dreaming Garden.Some words fin...
07/10/2026

Words spoken by Serúma, guardian of the deep river, to Elleryn in the fourth scene of the Dreaming Garden.

Some words find you at exactly the right moment.

Free illustrated page from inside the world at the link in my bio.

I wrote something honest this week.It’s about the fear of being seen, 25 years of making art while hiding, and the momen...
07/06/2026

I wrote something honest this week.

It’s about the fear of being seen, 25 years of making art while hiding, and the moment I realized something had shifted. There’s also an excerpt from the Dreaming Garden storybook.

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This is the best painting I’ve ever made.I don’t say that lightly. But something came together in this one that I’ve bee...
06/24/2026

This is the best painting I’ve ever made.

I don’t say that lightly. But something came together in this one that I’ve been working toward for a long time — the color, the exuberance, the devotional quality, the materials all finally working in harmony. Watercolor, gouache, collage, colored pencil, ink, and gilding, finding their way to each other at last. And that gold music halo. That was the thing that took it somewhere I hadn’t quite been before.

This is the Song of the Scarlet Macaw — painting three of the Dreaming Garden. In the story, this is the moment Tále lands in Elleryn’s antlers and sings into the silence until she sings back. His gift is Voice: the courage to be seen, to take up space, to let what lives inside you come out into the world.

I think that’s what happened in this painting too.

Free illustrated page from inside the Dreaming Garden at the link in my bio.

What I’m reading while I write the Dreaming Garden…Piranesi, by Susanna Clarke, has been the most unexpected gift. Her w...
06/18/2026

What I’m reading while I write the Dreaming Garden…

Piranesi, by Susanna Clarke, has been the most unexpected gift. Her world is strange, full of tides and statues and a labyrinth that seems to go on forever, but she writes about it with such calm, scientific practicality that the strangeness starts to feel completely normal. The story unfolds slowly, almost meditatively, and somehow that slowness is what makes it so compelling. It’s exactly the tone I find myself chasing in my own writing right now.

I’m also rereading The Last Unicorn, by Peter S. Beagle. It’s a classic for a reason. A mythical creature on a journey, encountering obstacles she doesn’t fully understand yet has to find her way through anyway. Elleryn owes something to that lineage, whether I intended it or not.

When I need something more lyrical, I open a book of Octavio Paz’s poetry. When I need to actually see the place I’m building, I turn to the beautiful book, Gardens of Colombia, and let the photographs do the work my imagination can’t always finish on its own.

This is the unglamorous part of making a story. Reading slowly, noticing what moves you, and borrowing light from other places until you find your own.

Free illustrated page from inside the Dreaming Garden at the link in my bio.

This one had a rough patch in the middle.The sketch and the dark ground came together exactly as I wanted. Then I starte...
06/16/2026

This one had a rough patch in the middle.

The sketch and the dark ground came together exactly as I wanted. Then I started collaging in the music score motif and nearly panicked. I was using methyl cellulose to adhere the paper, and it was too wet, smearing the dark background underneath it. There was a real moment where I wondered if I’d ruined the whole piece.

I switched to an acid-free glue stick and it went much better. But the smear marks are still there if you look closely, and I had to decide whether that bothered me.

It doesn’t. I love the juxtaposition of raw and clean in my work — the smudge against the precise line, the mess beside the considered mark. That contrast is one of the most exciting things to me about making art. The hard part is silencing my perfectionist instinct long enough to let it stay.

Once the heliconia leaves were in and I started painting Tále in his full color, I got excited about where this piece is headed. He’s a riot of red, orange, and gold against deep green, the most theatrical painting in the collection so far, and it’s finally starting to look like it.

Free illustrated page from inside the Dreaming Garden at the link in my bio.

The ancestor women have been dancing around this fire since long before Elleryn arrived.This is the vision Umbára shows ...
06/11/2026

The ancestor women have been dancing around this fire since long before Elleryn arrived.

This is the vision Umbára shows her — the women she came from, alive and present in the deep golden world just on the other side of the night garden. She watches from the cool green dark, and for the first time, she knows them.

A small ayahuasca vine blooms on her leg. The first mark of her inheritance.

The passionflower has been watching too.



Free illustrated page from inside the Dreaming Garden at the link in my bio.

The Ancestors’ Fire is finished, and I’m happier with this one than I was with the Threshold.With every painting I make,...
06/09/2026

The Ancestors’ Fire is finished, and I’m happier with this one than I was with the Threshold.

With every painting I make, I can feel my style getting closer to what feels most authentic and exciting to me. The process, the composition, the skill — all of it is evolving, slowly and genuinely, one painting at a time.

My favorite thing in this painting is Umbára the Howler Monkey, spanning the full canopy above the scene with those ancient amber eyes. But what I’m most proud of is something harder to name: the feeling that I actually communicated the emotional moment I wrote in the story. Elleryn watching the ancestor vision. The warmth of the fire bleeding into the night garden. The sense that something sacred is happening just out of reach.

This is painting two of seven in the Dreaming Garden narrative collection. The world is building.

Free illustrated page from inside the Garden at the link in my bio.

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