Acrylic, spray paint, pencil, gold and copper leaf on canvas. 100x100x4cm. Fluorescent light-fast paint has been used in the stag and this glows in black-light if desired (see final image). 
In Celtic mythology, the stag is no ordinary mammal . He is the bridge between the living and the dead, the guide who leads lost souls across the veils of this world into the next. With one leap, he traverses boundaries most cannot even see, let alone cross. He appears at twilight—between day and night, life and death, waking and dream—his liminal nature etched into the ancient stories of the Celts. To encounter him is to brush against the sacred unknown.
The Stag is breathing out  mystical geometric structures drawn from esoteric traditions, depicted here in shimmering gold and copper . This sacred geometry, said to be a vehicle for ascension and divine transport, floating like spiritual compasses for the journey between worlds. The sacred geometry hovers not merely as decoration but as a map of transcendence, aligning with the stag’s mythic role as a guide between the seen and unseen. Its presence above the stag echoes the Celtic reverence for the triadic mind—the intuitive, the spiritual, the wild—and suggests a creature whose wisdom is ancient, encoded, and multidimensional.
The antlers themselves, like branches of the World Tree (Bile in Irish myth), stretch skyward, reaching toward the cosmos. Antlers, which are shed and regrown, symbolize resurrection and renewal, reinforcing the stag’s association with death as a doorway, not an end. Here, those antlers are intertwined m with divine design, chaos with order.
The upward-flowing fluorescent paint suggests a reversal of earthly decay—a spiritual rising, a luminous resurrection. In traditional art, halos often signify sainthood or divine presence. Here, the artist invokes that same iconography through a pagan lens, creating a Celtic saint not of stone or martyrdom, but of antler and forest, fire and myth.
This painting does not merely depict a stag—it channels him. It is an invocation, a sacred mirror, and a reminder that the thresholds we fear may be lit from the other side. The stag waits there, radiant and still, ready to lead us into the deep woods of our own becoming.