I ❤️ Fairytales

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Once upon a time there was a girl with straggly brown hair and green eyes that looked tired most of the time. She lived in the deepest, darkest part of the Shire and liked to spend her days dawdling, drawing pictures and writing stories. When she was about 8 years old she found a broken and bruised book in her parent’s book case called ‘Grimm’s Fairy Tales’. She opened it up and inside there were stories about Giants and Crones, beautiful milk maids and dwarves and ladies of the lake. There were a lot of words but in between were amazing pictures that intrigued and repulsed in equal measures.

I remember being that little girl. Seeing those Arthur Rackham plates in the book and reading these wonderfully creepy stories were my first real interactions with Fairy Tales and they started a life long obsession with the weird and wonderful.

If only life were a fairytale….. where we could try to avoid being cooked alive in house made of sweets or being eaten whole by a ravenous old wolf….if only….

 

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2 comments on “I ❤️ Fairytales

  1. Yes, Rackham was my favourite when very young (especially “Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens” – my Granny had a special edition with the illustrations at the end, mounted against dark paper, and with tissue paper covering them. I still react with awe to these illustrations today (just bought myself a less recherché copy) in much the same way as when I was young.

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