Shaina Tackett - Performing Arts

   

Vital Statistics:   Eyes: Blue    Hair: Natural Blonde   

Height:5' 7"   Shoe 7    Dress 2

       

Introducing Shaina Tackett... 

She is (among other things) a tap, ballet and Jazz dancer 

as well as internationally renowned artist Howard
 David Johnson's newest model. His first painting of 
her in mixed media is "Brigit, Gaelic goddess of Poetry"
(left ) and is based on photos from their first shoot.
Her natural beauty, innocence, grace, poise,
fascinating facial expressions and her inner light 
are bound to inspire many more fairy and
 goddess paintings and win her many fans.
The ladies' name Shaina \sha(i)-na\ is  
pronounced SHAY-nah and is of Yiddish origin,
and its meaning is "beautiful"...
We're sure you'll agree it is appropriate...
Scroll down to see her portfolio of photographic headshots

About the painting: Brigit (AKA Saint Brigit) was the Gaelic goddess of poetry which the Celts deemed an immaterial, supersensual form of flame.

She was also considered the dearest and most important of the Dagda's children. (The kindly Irish father-god... )

 

 

"Faerie Tales" MMVIII  ( Mixed Media ) look for it as the cover in the next issue of FAE magazine.

 

           

 

"The Lady of Shalott"

 

  

 

"The Lady of Shalott" (2010 Mixed Media) above right and to the left is a detail.

The Arthurian poem by Alfred Tennyson is below Shaina's Photography modeling portfolio...

"Snow White and the poisoned Apple" (MMX below) Even dressed in RAGS Shaina is elegant beyond words!

 

 

Shaina as Snow White (and as a brunette!) Based on the story in "The Fairy tales of the Brothers Grimm" which was first published as, "The German Book of Popular Stories".  This was actually the Wicked Queen's fourth attempt on Snow White's life and she actually appeared this time in the form of a peasant woman selling apples. Note the two-toned apple - half poisoned half safe as in the story. She had tried twice as an old hag and failed after the huntsman failed to kill her. She is shown surprising her step mother by returning from gathering berries with her animal entourage. She was so industrious she was multi-tasking by knitting wool socks for one of the Seven Dwarfs as she walked. Knitting was part of the rent deal!

 

 

A Gallery of Headshots

Absolutely un-retouched...  and absolutely beautiful!

 

 

 

 

         

        

 

           

 

 

       

 

Check back soon for new paintings and photography...

 

 

 

"The Lady of Shalott"

The poem by Alfred Tennyson...

 

Part I

On either side the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And through the field the road runs by
     To many-towered Camelot;
And up and down the people go,
Gazing where the lilies blow
Round an island there below,
     The island of Shalott.

Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Through the wave that runs forever
By the island in the river
     Flowing down to Camelot.
Four gray walls, and four gray towers,
Overlook a space of flowers.
And the silent isle imbowers
     The Lady of Shalott.

By the margin, willow-veiled,
Slide the heavy barges trailed
By slow horses; and unhailed
The shallop flitteth silken-sailed
     Skimming down to Camelot:
But who hath seen her wave her hand?
Or at the casement seen her stand?
Or is she known in all the land,
     The Lady of Shalott?

Only reapers, reaping early
In among the bearded barley,
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly,
     Down to towered Camelot;
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening, whispers " 'Tis the fairy
     Lady of Shalott."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Part II

There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colors gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
     To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care hath she,
     The Lady of Shalott.

And moving through a mirror clear
That hangs before her all the year,
Shadows of the world appear.
There she sees the highway near
     Winding down to Camelot;
There the river eddy whirls,
And there the surly village churls,
And the red cloaks of market girls,
     Pass onward from Shalott.

Sometimes a troop of damsels glad,
An abbot on an ambling pad,
Sometimes a curly shepherd lad,
Or long-haired page in crimson clad,
     Goes by to towered Camelot;
And sometimes through the mirror blue
The knights come riding two and two:
She hath no loyal knight and true,
     The Lady of Shalott.

But in her web she still delights
To weave the mirror's magic sights,
For often through the silent nights
A funeral, with plumes and lights
     And music, went to Camelot;
Or when the moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed:
"I am half sick of shadows," said
     The Lady of Shalott.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Part III

A bowshot from her bower eaves,
He rode between the barley sheaves,
The sun came dazzling through the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
     Of bold Sir Lancelot.
A red-cross knight forever kneeled
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
     Beside remote Shalott.

The gemmy bridle glittered free,
Like to some branch of stars we see
Hung in the golden Galaxy.
The bridle bells rang merrily
     As he rode down to Camelot;
And from his blazoned baldric slung
A mighty silver bugle hung,
And as he rode his armor rung,
     Beside remote Shalott.

All in the blue unclouded weather
Thick-jeweled shone the saddle leather,
The helmet and the helmet-feather
Burned like one burning flame together,
     As he rode down to Camelot;
As often through the purple night,
Below the starry clusters bright,
Some bearded meteor, trailing light,
     Moves over still Shalott.

His broad clear brow in sunlight glowed;
On burnished hooves his war horse trode;
From underneath his helmet flowed
His coal-black curls as on he rode,
     As he rode down to Camelot.
From the bank and from the river
He flashed into the crystal mirror,
"Tirra lirra," by the river
     Sang Sir Lancelot.

She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces through the room,
She saw the water lily bloom,
She saw the helmet and the plume,
     She looked down to Camelot.
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror cracked from side to side;
"The curse is come upon me," cried
     The Lady of Shalott.

 

 

 

 

Part IV

In the stormy east wind straining,
The pale yellow woods were waning,
The broad stream in his banks complaining,
Heavily the low sky raining
      Over towered Camelot;
Down she came and found a boat
Beneath a willow left afloat,
And round about the prow she wrote
     The Lady of Shalott.

And down the river's dim expanse
Like some bold se
r in a trance,
Seeing all his own mischance–
With a glassy countenance
     Did she look to Camelot.
And at the closing of the day
She loosed the chain, and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
     The Lady of Shalott.

Lying, robed in snowy white
That loosely flew to left and right–
That leaves upon her falling light–
Through the noises of the night
     She floated down to Camelot;
And as the boat-head wound along
The willowy hills and fields among,
They heard her singing her last song,
     The Lady of Shalott.

Heard a carol, mournful, holy,
Chanted loudly, chanted lowly,
Till her blood was frozen slowly,
And her eyes were darkened wholly,
     Turned to towered Camelot.
For ere she reached upon the tide
The first house by the waterside,
Singing in her song she died,
     The Lady of Shalott.

Under tower and balcony
By garden wall and gallery,
A gleaming shape she floated by,
Dead-pale between, the houses high,
     Silent into Camelot.
Out upon the wharfs they came,
Knight and burgher, lord and dame,
And round the prow they read her name,
     The Lady of Shalott

Who is this? and what is here?
And in the lighted palace near
Died the sound of royal cheer;
And they crossed themselves for fear,
     All the knights at Camelot
But Lancelot mused a little space;
He said, "She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
     The Lady of Shalott."

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