Kendra Hirons

Daughters of the moon,
Daughters of the soil,
Resting in the arms of the Mother.
Happy Earth Day! 🌎
“Forest Nymphs”, revisited (chaste addition)

Six years ago today, I made this piece in ink and graphite.

Since then, my art has changed, I have changed, and my life has changed.

Seeing this again takes me back to a simpler time and reminds me how deeply this kind of work will always align with my soul. It feels symbolic in so many ways. A reminder to stay close to my roots, and to the parts of me that have never really changed, and never will. 🤍

Happy Spring Equinox! 🌦️🌱🌷
Day and night stand in perfect balance.
The sun moves into Aries, bringing fresh energy, action, and renewal.
Wishing you all a season of growth and new beginnings. ✨

Celebrating today’s Blood Eclipse with a new piece inspired by daydreams and life on the farm lately. 👽✨

“Under the Blood Moon”

✨ Not spring yet, but listening. Imbolc blessings 🙏🕯️✨

“Equinoctial Vibes”
Mixed media
2023
(Edited 2026)

Newest painting, “Endless Meeting” ♾️🔥

Acrylic, watercolor, ink
11x14

Can a project be a soulmate? Because this one right here gets me. 🍄😅

This label felt so aligned with how I actually live - horticulture, hobby mushroom farming, and organic, holistic wellness are all core parts of my life. Since I use medicinal mushrooms for both myself and my animals, designing this felt easy… like pure dream work.

I’m already working on the next label in this line and having way too much fun with it. Creating for LIX continues to be one of my favorite things. ✨🍄✨

Explore RESTORE here: https://lixpetwellness.com/pages/mushrooms

A new orbit begins. May this cycle arrive aligned, guided by gravity and lit by stars. May the year ahead be the best yet. 🔮✨

The longest night carries the promise of dawn.
Blessed Yule. 🤍🌚✨

“To the Light”
Watercolor and acrylic
2023

𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝
Kendra Hirons
December 5, 2025

The four winds rearrange me constantly:
North unraveling what I thought I knew,
South awakening old fire,
East whispering of paths not yet walked,
West burying things that still breathe.

The wheel accelerates,
until the colors of the four seasons
blur into monochrome.
Within that turning, early Autumn’s orange flares once;
a brief signal on an old map,
here and gone.
The fire shatters darkness just for a moment,
then retreats
to its steady burn.

Through the moon’s four faces,
she is trying to decipher it:
New, half, full, gone,
yet always returning,
just as I do.

All of the universe’s fours well up in my chest,
into the chambers of my human heart,
Beating with seasons,
and the wind,
and moon-cycle —
facets of the same whole,
each of everything drawn, inexplicably,
to the same place
where only the stars remember.

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Introducing my newest (and I think most favorite thus far) artwork, “Still, the Heart”.
I’ve recently been ruminating on the connectedness through the recurring pattern of fours found throughout our reality: the four chambers of the heart, brain, limbs, the elements, seasons, directions, tides, winds, blood types, nucleotides, and even the structure of many plants. It goes on.

Even the cosmos organizes parts of itself in fours-
as if the universe, too, needs four chambers
to keep its heart beating. ♥️

Four is the number of wholeness through balance—
not stasis, but circulation;
not perfection, but endurance. I find this repeated pattern incredibly sacred. 🙏

Created to accompany my poem “Fourfold”, this work places the human heart as a microcosm of the natural world, moving through loss, change, and life’s enduring cycles.

Full moon blessings ✨ The last full moon of the year; a supermoon in Gemini, opening the door for clarity, connection, and truth. 🌝

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