Voices in the forest tell of dark and twisted enchantments - as dark and twisted as the roots and grasping branches of the trees themselves. Even the most gnarled tree is eloquent in the telling of its own tale.

In college, I became interested in folk tales and fairy tales. Gradually I became more and more interested in the underlying meaning of it all and the possibility of the reality of real fairies.

The sylph is a fragment of the earth's soul in faery form.

I feel that what you should illustrate is the space between the words. It's the betweenness, the otherness, that gives depth and dimension.

I went and studied graphic design, because it seemed to me that advertising is more honest - the image actually has a function. But once I started on that, I realized that was really boring.

You do not see fairies through the eyes, you see them through the heart and that took me a long time to learn because I was always trying to see them through my eyes.

To believe in faeries is to step into an enchanted space where the rational mind meets the irrational heart, and all things become possible.