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Seashells and Butterflies



I have been painting butterflies for many years and am a great advocate of our pollinators not just for the brilliant work they do but also for the enjoyment they bring. Butterflies are also good indicators of our fragile environment and reminders of our responsibility to our beautiful countryside.
The Swallowtail butterfly the sole representative of the Papilionidae family ( usually spectacular butterflies with distinctive tails) in Britain and known as ‘ the Queen’ in days gone by would have lived on this coastline before it was drained and ploughed but they are now confined to the Norfolk Broads as their preferred habitat became rarer and rarer.
My paintings explore the notion of the Swallowtail butterflies fragility whist revelling in their splendour and beauty.
Love is like a butterfly: It goes where it pleases and pleases wherever it goes. - Anon
As a child I spent many happy hours on this stretch of the Lincolnshire Coast and one of my favourite activities was walking miles along the sandy beach exploring the tide line and collecting seashells. My grandmother always told me the small white curly shells were lucky so they were always my favourite shells and even now I can’t walk on a beach without looking for the lucky curly shells. These shells have inspired my work for a long time, childhood memories that I now work to capture in paint.
‘Today is a smooth white seashell, hold it close and listen to the beauty of the hours’. Anon
Butterfly Soul Paintings
Psyche was the Greek word for both “soul” and “butterfly,” dating from the belief that human souls became butterflies while searching for a new reincarnation. The mythical romance of the maiden Psyche, beloved by the god Eros, was really an allegory of the soul's union with the body and of their subsequent separation.
The Celts also believed in fly-souls and butterfly-souls which, like bird-souls, flew about seeking a new mother. It was thought that women became pregnant by swallowing such creatures.
In Irish myth, Etain took the form of a butterfly for seven Years, then entered the drinking cup of Etar (Etarre) who swallowed her, and so brought her to rebirth. In her second incarnation, Etain married Eochy, the High King of Ireland.
It is still said in Cornwall that the spirits of the dead take the form of white butterflies.
In Mexico and Siberia it is believed that butterflies were soul symbols in the Far East as well as in Western Europe.
The Chinese considered a jade butterfly the essential emblem of love, suggesting a wedding of souls. The most appropriate gift for a bridegroom to give his bride in China was a jade butterfly.
The Woman’s Dictionary of Symbols & Sacred Objects, Barbara G. Walker: