Aislinn Knight: Otherworld

I came across my interpretation of “Annwn” - “Otherworld” when seeking a way to describe how I felt during the process of painting a very strange clump of tangled rooted trees by the side of a lake, tucked under a shadowy hillside away from the path and shrouded in low cloud, the mist muffled sounds of life beyond this space - it was eerie beyond my senses. I'd stumbled upon something very magical here which heightened my senses, and I found myself questioning my understanding of the precariousness of mankind’s fragile existence on this earth. I found myself yearning for something tangible, to touch and feel. I looked for answers by imagining how it might have been long ago, back to pre Christianity even… to a time when the blood and guts of life were tempered by finding a "place to be" where dreams and visions could lift the spirit to imagine a better existence here on earth and after death in the afterlife. This is timeless isn't it? Finding paradise? Our own Garden of Eden to dwell in during our time here on earth and our imagined eternal paradise after life expires.