erinthul

Lady Plague

A stone I died and rose again a plant;
A plant I died and rose an animal;
I died an animal and was born a man.
Why should I fear? What have I lost by death?

"A Stone I Died" by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

I wanted to do a photoshoot about death. I imagined it to be dark, cold, grim so I went to the mountains before sunset expecting clo...

The Circle

Oh, mysterious portal deep in the forest, what will you show me? Where will you take me?

This might be truly one of my favourite photoshoots. I wanted to build this circle for a few months now but it was impossible to do it alone. Finally, after all this time, I got myself a helper! The smoke wasn't part of my initial plan but I wanted to use it even longe...

The Circle

Oh, mysterious portal deep in the forest, what will you show me? Where will you take me?

This might be truly one of my favourite photoshoots. I wanted to build this circle for a few months now but it was impossible to do it alone. Finally, after all this time, I got myself a helper! The smoke wasn't part of my initial plan but I wanted to use it even longe...

Click to edit (after & before)

Here's a "click to edit" type of post before I post my next photoshoot. It was a really busy week and it's not even the end yet!

The weather is just fantastic so I am sending you a little bit of warmth.

Love, Erinthul.

Demons of the mountains and caves - Skarbnik

A long time ago people told stories about treasures hidden deep in the mountain caves. They were guarded by various demons that lurked in the darkest corners for daredevils who wanted to get rich quickly. They led them deep into the center of the mountain, from where there was no return.

They were imagined in different ways. Some said they saw an old man with a long gray bear...

2024-04-26 20:04:16 +0000 UTC View Post

Fairy Dance

It's been a tough week for me. Maybe that's why I picked the black and white edits. They just spoke to me the most. I wanted to achieve this vintage look hence the out of focus pictures.

I don't have much to say honestly but a few days ago I saw a yellow field behind the forest. I might go there for photos this week and see if that will help.

Love, Erinthul.

Demons of the fields - Południca

The most common field demons were Południce (Noonwraiths). They were - depending on a region - women dressed in white dresses wandering between fields of grain or a delicate blue-gray mist floating over the fields in the evening. To become a Noonwraith woman had to die right before or after her wedding.

Południce appeared in the fields when the crops were in bloom, and after...

2024-04-14 20:23:28 +0000 UTC View Post

Hunger

This photoshoot was inspired by a song "Hunger" by Florence + The Machine.

At seventeen, I started to starve myself
I thought that love was a kind of emptiness
And at least I understood then, the hunger I felt
And I didn't have to call it loneliness

Tell me what you need, oh, you...

2024-04-11 20:47:19 +0000 UTC View Post

Hunger

This photoshoot was inspired by a song "Hunger" by Florence + The Machine.

At seventeen, I started to starve myself
I thought that love was a kind of emptiness
And at least I understood then, the hunger I felt
And I didn't have to call it loneliness

Tell me what you need, oh, you...

2024-04-11 20:45:44 +0000 UTC View Post

Hunger

This photoshoot was inspired by a song "Hunger" by Florence + The Machine.

At seventeen, I started to starve myself
I thought that love was a kind of emptiness
And at least I understood then, the hunger I felt
And I didn't have to call it loneliness

Tell me what you need, oh, you...

2024-04-11 20:42:29 +0000 UTC View Post

She, who brought the Spring

She was dancing in the shy sunlight. Whenever she set her foot, white flowers bloomed, filling the air with sweet scent. She woke up birds in their warm nests, she burried bones, giving them a chance to create a new life. She's the light. She's the warmth. She's the Spring.

Oh what a beautiful day that was. The snow was only visible at the top of the mountains. I ...

She, who brought the Spring

She was dancing in the shy sunlight. Whenever she set her foot, white flowers bloomed, filling the air with sweet scent. She woke up birds in their warm nests, she burried bones, giving them a chance to create a new life. She's the light. She's the warmth. She's the Spring.

Oh what a beautiful day that was. The snow was only visible at the top of the mountains. I ...

She, who brought the Spring

She was dancing in the shy sunlight. Whenever she set her foot, white flowers bloomed, filling the air with sweet scent. She woke up birds in their warm nests, she burried bones, giving them a chance to create a new life. She's the light. She's the warmth. She's the Spring.

Oh what a beautiful day that was. The snow was only visible at the top of the mountains. I ...

Drowning of Marzanna

Mara, Mara! Beautiful Lady!
Your reign is over.
We say goodbye to you and leave our worries to you for the journey!
Take them with you, across the blue sea, across the Viburnum Bridge, to the land from which they cannot escape!
Come back here at the right time to give rest to the tortured land again.
Go away dead!
Go away old!
We burn fires!

M...

Drowning of Marzanna

Mara, Mara! Beautiful Lady!
Your reign is over.
We say goodbye to you and leave our worries to you for the journey!
Take them with you, across the blue sea, across the Viburnum Bridge, to the land from which they cannot escape!
Come back here at the right time to give rest to the tortured land again.
Go away dead!
Go away old!
We burn fires!

M...

Drowning of Marzanna

Mara, Mara! Beautiful Lady!
Your reign is over.
We say goodbye to you and leave our worries to you for the journey!
Take them with you, across the blue sea, across the Viburnum Bridge, to the land from which they cannot escape!
Come back here at the right time to give rest to the tortured land again.
Go away dead!
Go away old!
We burn fires!

M...

A dream I once had

I once had this dream... In that dream I opened a door to a hallway. It was really warm and the floors and ceiling was covered in a luscious green grass. I was barefoot and the grass felt so soft. In that dream I felt the most comfortable in my life. I felt so peaceful. That's the feeling I wanted to portray in this photo. The dream happened many, many years ago but I still remember it so clear...

Demons of the swamps - Błędnica

So here's the first demon in my photography book. Feedback much appreciated - both on the photo and on my writing since English is not my first language.

Once upon a time, long before the arrival of Christianity, our slavic lands were covered in dense ancient forests. Between these thickets, hidden from a human eye, were dangerous marshes. In the old days, they were inhabited ...

2024-03-24 17:56:05 +0000 UTC View Post

Polish Demonology - my biggest project yet!

Hello everyone. I've been working on the biggest proect in my photography journey yet. I wanted to tell the world a little bit more about slavic folklore and since I am taking photos inspierd by slavic culture - why not combine it and create a photography book / calendar / exhibitions with my self-portraits and short descriptions of demons the photos were inspired by?

Would you like that ...

Sunset Dance

Backstage from my last photoshoot with calming sounds of nature. This was truly an amazing sunset. I really needed the warmth of that day and can't wait for Summer.

Love, Erinthul.

Fairytale

Remember the last time I told you I was feeling down and unmotivated? I wanted to change that really bad and thought I would go for a walk with my dog on a nearest beach. The weather was chaotic that day - sun mixed with storm and thunders (first strom this year!). Usually after the storm the sunsets are spectacular so I thought I would go for a walk and take some photos but I didn't expect any...

Fairytale

Remember the last time I told you I was feeling down and unmotivated? I wanted to change that really bad and thought I would go for a walk with my dog on a nearest beach. The weather was chaotic that day - sun mixed with storm and thunders (first strom this year!). Usually after the storm the sunsets are spectacular so I thought I would go for a walk and take some photos but I didn't expect any...

Fairytale

Remember the last time I told you I was feeling down and unmotivated? I wanted to change that really bad and thought I would go for a walk with my dog on a nearest beach. The weather was chaotic that day - sun mixed with storm and thunders (first strom this year!). Usually after the storm the sunsets are spectacular so I thought I would go for a walk and take some photos but I didn't expect any...

The witch's gaze

Moving out was really hard on me. It's been almost 4 months and I still can't feel at home... I wait nervously till my every trip to the mountains and it affected my art in a bad way. Now it seems like I can only create there.

Today as an example. I didn't have my old backgroud and light setup so I tried to work with what I got and I don't like the photos much. Well I like those two but I...

Madness in the birch grove

It's only March but the Spring is already here. As you might already know - Spring is my leas favourite season to take photos. I don't like the shade of fresh green leaves, the harsh yet cold sunlight. Today I tried to create something and that's why I went to the forst with my dog.

I didn't take any spectacular photos but I really like the first one when I tried to just frolic around and...

Bloodbath

Music to listen to while watching.  

Yesterday I wanted to try something different than usual. I had bottles of blood left after my trip to the mountains (I didn't find any snow) so I decided to take a bath in it late at night... and that's how this mini series came to life.

I don't thin...

Bloodbath

Music to listen to while watching. 

Yesterday I wanted to try something different than usual. I had bottles of blood left after my trip to the mountains (I didn't find any snow) so I decided to take a bath in it late at night... and that's how this mini series came to life.

I don't think it will...

This Witch cannot be BURNED

In the heart of the whispering woods, she stands, A witch, a weaver of unseen magical strands. With a touch as soft as the morning’s first light, She dances with shadows, cloaked in the night.

Her spells are whispered to the listening trees, Secrets carried afar on the teasing breeze. Her voice is the rustle of the autumn leaves, A symphony of magic that never deceives. 2024-02-23 21:07:32 +0000 UTC View Post