Sunday, May 24, 2009

Farewell, at last, to the Faire

On a more prosaic note, the California Renaissance Faire just finished, and for the first time in 30 years, I actually lost money on the show. When this happens, it's time to hang it up.

So, I guess I'm now unemployed.
Well, it is about time I do something else anyway........

I remember a lot of incarnations on the "circuit". From being a dancer in the early 70's, to a Tarot card reader at the N.Y. REnfair, to the mask empire I had for a while with three permanent booths in the 90's. I much.

My friend Joyce Weiss at the Arizona Renfair

I may very well be the first mask artist on the "circuit" to create pagan mythological masks. I'll say it here, and be done with it, but just about everyone who has ever worked for me or even with me now has a mask business, and usually it includes some design and certainly techniques gained from me. I've put "fairies', "butterfly masks", and "greenmen masks" on the map. I won't say that it hasn't pissed me off sometimes..........still, it's how it is in our world. And in the big picture, I'm glad that I not only shared the art, but helped people out.

One of many, many Green Men.

This was with my ex husband, Duncan Eagleson, a talented artist.

This is the "rock and roll" Green Man.

Hey, now that I think about it, I've helped to re-populate the world with GREEN MEN.

As professions go, one could do worse.

Me when I was younger and in love with Kerry McNeil, the Bagpiper from Glencoe. I wonder where he is now? Handsome and ornery as ever, no doubt.

One of the many mask makers I've taught is Peggy Linich and her Satori Masks...........and she recently not only thanked me, but called me a "master". Well, hey! I guess I am! A Master! What do you know!

Rob Fletcher in Maryland

Time has come for me to say thank you, forgive everyone including myself, and wish I could have all the many, many people I've loved and met and danced with on the road........together in a large room with lots of good food and wine for one last Huzzah!

Except for Internet sales, or if I have the chance again to make special masks for theatre and ritual, I think I won't make masks anymore. I did my best work with the MASKS OF THE GODDESS collection. My intention was to create a group of Temple Masks, and I did, and they served that function. To be honest, I just don't want to make commercial masks as primary income any more, not when I've had the experience of making masks that served so much more.

So, although there is no 0ne around to give me a gold watch, I herein declare myself:


And ready for something new.................Huzzah! It was a wonderful adventure, and there were many, many good times. My love and gratitude to all my fellow gypsy travellers. And it's true what they say.....old Rennies never die, they just keep on rolling.

"Are you going to Scarborough Faire?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Remember me to one who lives there,
she once was a true love of mine."


Anonymous said...

I am thankful I was able to apprentice with you before you retired!

Dark moon blessings and a hearty huzzah to you! Your art ripples out and onward in ways that we cannot even begin to imagine.

Rosanna said...

Aahhhh- the door is opened! I look forward to seeing where you emerge when you leap through it! Thank you, dear friend, for being my Rennie link. Your encouragement led me to seven years of loves and lessons, spiraling up to begin at a new level. Thank you for the masks, reminders of a greater perspective on our human experience. Thank you for your endless work to bring Goddess back to our awareness. Thank you for all the ritual shared and magic offered for the healing of the Mother. As our circles expand, may they overlap again and create opportunities to do more!
Blessings and love-

Anonymous said...

I recently discovered your site and think you are a visionary. Like you, I also began a groundbreaking field in the early 1970's and within a few short years my originality of teaching was copied by many. The solace lies in knowing who you are. You were and are a light for others by the gifts of your artistry. The lucky owners of your artwork possess not a material object, but a part of your vision on what you wanted to impart in this lifetime. Talent such as yours always finds a reinvention of a higher purpose. And like moths to your flame, others will try to copy that as well. You hold the crown of honour, and no one can ever take that from you.
In light,
Jone Victoria

yvette said...

this is the golden thread to freedom....use it with happinessss