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  • Roses and Thorns: The Art of Liza Corbett

    09.10.11

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    Tags: animals, art shows, baroque, bird wings, branches, deer, dolls, fairy tales, flowers, flowers in hair, ghosts, greek mythology, hair, historically inspired, illustrations, intricate line drawings, jeremy hush, little red riding hood, liza corbett, macabre, nature, neo-victorian, red, roses, skulls, soft color, surreal, swan, victorian, wolves

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  • Fairy Tale Art by Courtney Brims

    02.13.11

    Detailed, delicate, and meticulously crafted, the beautiful, gently surreal drawings of Courtney Brims portray twists on fairy tales, featuring maidens entwined and fused with nature. She cites her influences as “Victoriana, ghost stories, old photographs, daydreams and nightmares.”

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    Tags: alice in wonderland, animals, flowers in hair, illustrations, little red riding hood, modern fairy tales, nature, realism, snow white, soft color, surreal, victorian, woodland creatures, woods

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  • Swan Bones Theater: The Art of Kelly Louise Judd

    01.31.11

    Swan Bones Theater presents: creepy, Victorian-inspired, dark-fairy-tale-like paintings and sketches by Kelly Louise Judd. Thin frail little figures with spindly limbs and dolorous faces peer out at us through the dull dust of age, perfectly framed in their strange, uncanny little portraits and frozen in time. They are entangled in their own massive coils of braided hair, floating in dark staged spaces, watering the mournful desolate landscape with widow’s tears, and lying fallen upon the earthen floor of enchanted or haunted woods. Figures with deer’s heads are either their handmaidens or eerie guards. Crows, wolves, rabbits, owls, swans, and other creatures also have their places. Reminiscent of children’s books illustrations for a bygone era, these dark, austere, compact works have a quiet sense of yesteryear’s tragedy, melodrama, malevolence, and strange, lovely otherworldliness.

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    Tags: (twists on) traditional art, animals, hair, illustrations, little red riding hood, melancholy, modern fairy tales, neo-victorian, twins/doppelgangers/doubles, victorian, woods

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  • Poetry: “Instructions” by Neil Gaiman

    04.04.10

    Touch the wooden gate in the wall you never saw before,
    Say ‘please’ before you open the latch,
    go through,
    walk down the path.
    A red metal imp hangs from the green-painted front door,
    as a knocker,
    do not touch it; it will bite your fingers.
    Walk through the house. Take nothing. Eat nothing.
    However,
    if any creature tells you that it hungers,
    feed it.
    If it tells you that it is dirty,
    clean it.
    If it cries to you that it hurts,
    if you can,
    ease its pain.

    From the back garden you will be able to see the wild wood.
    The deep well you walk past leads down to Winter’s realm;
    There is another land at the bottom of it.
    If you turn around here,
    you can walk back, safely;
    you will lose no face. I will think no less of you.

    Once through the garden you will be in the wood.
    The trees are old. Eyes peer from the undergrowth.
    Beneath a twisted oak sits an old woman. She may ask for something;
    give it to her. She
    will point the way to the castle. Inside it
    are three princesses.
    Do not trust the youngest. Walk on.
    In the clearing beyond the castle the twelve months sit about a fire,
    warming their feet, exchanging tales.
    They may do favours for you, if you are polite.
    You may pick strawberries in December’s frost.

    Trust the wolves, but do not tell them where you are going.
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    Tags: animals, children's poems, diamonds and toads, fantasy, illustrations, keith eric williams, little red riding hood, modern fairy tales, neil gaiman, poetry, wolf

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  • The Path: A Modern-Day Red Riding Hood

    11.09.09

    I finally played Tale of Tales’ The Path last night. I’ve been wanting to for months.

    The Path is a short computer video game that has been praised a lot for its innovation and subtle horror. It’s not a super-thrilling game; like other people have said, it’s hardly even a real video game in some ways. There’s barely any action and very little interaction/choices. The horror isn’t very explicit. There aren’t really any objectives, other than to explore the woods and find your wolf.

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    Tags: little red riding hood, modern fairy tales, surreal, tale of tales, the path, wolf

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