Everything you can imagine is real.
-Pablo Picasso
I am simply sharing photos from an inspiring day trip to the Bristol Renaissance Faire near Kenosha, Wisconsin. As you might guess it’s mostly a smorgasbord of faerie pics. Also indulged is my obsession for windows, balconies, and the place where roof meets sky. And oddities.
FAIRIES
FAERIES PLAYING WITH CHILDREN…
…AND FRIARS
MAGICAL WINDOWS AND STUFF
FAERIES ON BALCONY
FUTURE HOME POSSIBILITIES FOR US
LONG TIME FRIENDS
Jean and Dave (couple of sinners!)
Sturdy Beggar – Herb Metzler
Sturdy Beggars – Herb Metzler (pre mud) and Rush Pearson (more sinners)
Jean Doyle
Jean and I
Pure as the driven snow (so he claims)
THE CURIOUSLY WONDERFUL LADY ETTIE AND HER ODD TEA SHANTY
Honestly – I could not get over the wonder of this place.
Earl Grey the Cat
ME
I wore Jessica Hannah’s Skive perfume. Leather, woodsy, sexy, and sweet dreamy.
The faire is a provocative haven plunked down in the woods. A wild imaginarium. A playscape. It’s healthy to cultivate a bit of wildness in your life so you can be free to play and create. I sincerely feel this heartbreak that more and more we are pressured (news, religion, government, society, and even education) to just be grateful for what we have, when we could have so much more. We can dream so much more.
Yes, gratitude is a wonderful practice to cultivate.
But be sure to let a part of your garden (in your soul) grow wild so that the faeries (and you) can work magic there. Grow a castle. A wild imaginarium.
We are what we pretend to be,
so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.
-Kurt Vonnegut