And the Faeries Danced in the Mist (mixed media, 1989)
It was Samhain night (Halloween) and the ancestors were afoot. I was in the Preselies with two friends and we were looking for the beautiful little Gors Fawr stone circle which nestles at the foot of the mountains, Carn Menyn, visible in the distances with its rock outcrop of “blue stones”. It was a dark and misty night of the Dark Moon. I went with a friend into the field where we knew the stone circle would be, but however much we looked and searched we could not find it. One of the friends was in the car with the searchlights shining into the field. It was spooky. When we got back to the car we found that the woman had felt a presence prowling around the car and was terrified. I imagined the Faeries dancing in the mist. Next day we went back in the daylight and there the stone circle was where we had searched the night before. The Preselau mountains are full of spirits and are the haunt of the powerful and most ancient Hag, Cerridwen.