"Fairy tales are more than moral lessons and time capsules for cultural commentary; they are natural law. The child raised on folklore will quickly learn the rules of crossroads and lakes, mirrors and mushroom rings. They’ll never eat or drink of a strange harvest or insult an old woman or fritter away their name as though there’s no power in it. They’ll never underestimate the youngest son or touch anyone’s hairpin or rosebush or bed without asking, and their steps through the woods will be light and unpresumptuous. Little ones who seek out fairy tales are taught to be shrewd and courteous citizens of the seen world, just in case the unseen one ever bleeds over."
S.T. Gibson
Showing posts with label fairytales. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fairytales. Show all posts
Sunday, 4 March 2018
Thursday, 27 April 2017
Grizelda & Grizmuth
"There was once a gigantic pestilential toad, who was peppered all over with greenish warts like an ancient leathery pincushion. Deep, deep underground she sat squalidly and ruminated vastly on the flawed nature of existence, her yellowish eyes glowing like ominous lanterns in the gloom. 300 years ago she had clawed her way down, down into the depths beneath the great castle, slithering slowly past great clotted hanks of roots and foetid earth - like hairy curtains, down down, past ruins and ancient forgotten relics, crumbled and sunken into the rich primordial loam like petrified fallen stars. In the deep, dark, dank silence she was all alone. Sullen, forgotten and sunken dejectedly into eternal solitude.
For she had not always been a toad, not always confined to this subterranean squalor. Once, 300 years ago she had been Grizelda - a beautiful princess admired far and wide for her long, long silvered hair, her wonderful singing voice, skill with needlework and sword, and collection of rare jewels. That was before she had been banished in disgrace, for the princess had a secret - she had fallen in love with her chambermaid and the two girls had been plotting their escape when they had both been discovered by the wizard Grizmuth, who had bewitched her into her present form, and imprisoned the distraught and now long dead chambermaid in the chill ridden dungeons to waste away to nothingness.
In her cavern, she sat festering, a frightful amphibious vision consumed with hatred and malice, poison twisting and writhing through her mind like stormclouds gathering at dusk. She had been plotting for centuries, and now it was time to clamber forth from the abyss. In the velvet blackness her tongue flickered, tasting the mildewey stale air, breathing deeply of silver fingered rot and decay in the putrid bowels of the earth; a great stenching hulking mass of filigreed flesh intent upon her revenge."
from Grizmuth and Grizelda and other Queer Tales
...unwritten fairytales by xphaiea
For she had not always been a toad, not always confined to this subterranean squalor. Once, 300 years ago she had been Grizelda - a beautiful princess admired far and wide for her long, long silvered hair, her wonderful singing voice, skill with needlework and sword, and collection of rare jewels. That was before she had been banished in disgrace, for the princess had a secret - she had fallen in love with her chambermaid and the two girls had been plotting their escape when they had both been discovered by the wizard Grizmuth, who had bewitched her into her present form, and imprisoned the distraught and now long dead chambermaid in the chill ridden dungeons to waste away to nothingness.
In her cavern, she sat festering, a frightful amphibious vision consumed with hatred and malice, poison twisting and writhing through her mind like stormclouds gathering at dusk. She had been plotting for centuries, and now it was time to clamber forth from the abyss. In the velvet blackness her tongue flickered, tasting the mildewey stale air, breathing deeply of silver fingered rot and decay in the putrid bowels of the earth; a great stenching hulking mass of filigreed flesh intent upon her revenge."
from Grizmuth and Grizelda and other Queer Tales
...unwritten fairytales by xphaiea
Sunday, 19 February 2017
Sunday, 27 November 2016
Freyja at the entrance to the iron wood,
from Frank Leslie’s Sunday Magazine, 1885
found at danskjavlarna
from Frank Leslie’s Sunday Magazine, 1885
found at danskjavlarna
illustrations for George MacDonald



Nora S. Unwin illustrated edition of 'The Princess & The Curdie', 1954

Charles Folkard illustration for 'The Princess & The Curdie', 1949

'The Princess and Curdie', 1883 (illustrations by Maria L. Kirk)
![Irene. [The Princess and the Goblin; The Princess and Curdie. George MacDonald.]:](https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/04/3d/77/043d77c91a6f8043d631ba4fa01be268.jpg)
illustration by Arthur Hughes, The Princess and the Goblin
Good Words for the Young, 1871.
From Illustrators of the Sixties by Forrest Reid (Faber, 1928)

John Bell, 1894 'Curious Little Figures'
from 'Phantastes: A Faerie Romance' by George MacDonald

John Bell, 1894 'One Began to Sing'
from 'Phantastes: A Faerie Romance' by George MacDonald

American Education Publications, 1970

Good Words for the Young, 1871.
From Illustrators of the Sixties by Forrest Reid (Faber, 1928)

John Bell, 1894 'Curious Little Figures'
from 'Phantastes: A Faerie Romance' by George MacDonald

John Bell, 1894 'One Began to Sing'
from 'Phantastes: A Faerie Romance' by George MacDonald

American Education Publications, 1970

Arthur Hughes ‘The Wicked Fairy'
for "At the Back of the North Wind’’ by George MacDonald (c.1870)

Puffin edition, 1964
for "At the Back of the North Wind’’ by George MacDonald (c.1870)

Puffin edition, 1964
Saturday, 29 October 2016
donkeyskin


two illustrations for "Donkey Skin” by Nadezhda Illarionova

illustration by Harry Clarke
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Donkey Skin (dir. Jacques Demy, 1970)
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illustration by John D. Batten

Arthur Rackham's illustration for Donkeyskin
Donkeyskin is an original fairytale, first published in 1695 by french author Charles Perrault. It belongs to the same genre of dark and adult themed tales such as Bluebeard, which deal with stark and harsh realities. It combines elements of fairytales that we are all familiar with - mistreated and downtrodden girl who suceeds against the odds, the concealment of beauty with grotesque transformation, the hybrid of the bestial and human - or exploration of the animal side of human nature, a handsome prince, a ring that will only fit the original wearer, fairy godmothers. It has all the familiar tropes, yet the subject matter - of incest and paternal abuse is in sharp contrast to more glittery interpretations of Cinderella for example, that we are acquainted with.
The King is married to a beautiful queen, who on her deathbed makes the King promise that if he re-marries it will be to a woman even more beatutiful than herself (as she does not believe this is possible), unfortunately, the only female who fits the role is the King's own daughter, and so he lusts after her, pressing her to become his wife. This unnatural yearning causes the girl to seek out her fairy godmother, who in an effort to stave off the King's vile attentions persuades the girl to request ever more elaborate dresses from him (believing he will find the task of sourcing them impossible). Sadly the dresses are procured, one a dress as bright as the sun, one a dress the colour of the moon, one a dress all the colours of the sky, and finally, the hide of his marvelous donkey (which crapped gold, and thus was the source of his kingdom's wealth - his kingdom was literally built on donkey shit!). The only option left to the poor girl is to escape, in the guise of the final costume - the donkeyskin.
"Saint Dympna, a seventh century princess and now the patron saint of the insane, was also wanted in marriage by her father, a king of Brittany, Britain or Ireland. When she refused and ran away, having already committed herself to her Christian faith, he found and beheaded her. She even has a "godmother" figure in her elderly confessor who dies with her"
Marina Warner, The Beast and the Blonde, 1994 (quote found here)
The choice of the donkey is important I think. It is often regarded as a lowly farmyard animal, certainly less regal in aspect than the horse. Yet it is famed in literature from early times. Apulieus wrote 'The Golden Ass', and Aesop also included a donkey in his fables. The donkey also of course was the vehicle of choice for the Virgin Mary in the traditional biblical story.
Robed in this hideous apparel she escapes, and assumes the disguise of a servant, eventually a prince spys her trying on her beautiful dresses through a keyhole and marries her. I can't help but see this as eventual escape through degradation, adopting the guise of an lowly animal. Through concealment and transformation of form she is liberated, by transcending her human form she is able to eventually find 'happiness' and a relationship away from the abuse of her father,
"One day she was sitting on the banks of a stream bewailing her wretched lot, when she suddenly caught sight of herself in the water. Her hair and part of her face was quite concealed by the ass’s head, which was drawn right over like a hood, and the filthy matted skin covered her whole body. It was the first time she had seen herself as other people saw her, and she was filled with shame at the spectacle. Then she threw off her disguise and jumped into the water, plunging in again and again, till she shone like ivory. When it was time to go back to the farm, she was forced to put on the skin which disguised her, and now seemed more dirty than ever; but, as she did so, she comforted herself with the thought that to-morrow was a holiday, and that she would be able for a few hours to forget that she was a farm girl, and be a princess once more"
Charles Perrault, Donkeyskin
What is genuinely alarming and disconcerting here is the male gaze - the central character of Donkeyskin is unable to escape, first her own lecherous father lusts after her, and then she is observed through a keyhole whilst dressing (unwanted attentions from the Prince). It is clear that she has no future without the involvement of the male - she must submit to male domination. Her sole merits in the eyes of the court are her beauty (once she disrobes from her bestial cloak) and her skills at cooking (she bakes the lovesick prince a cake) but she does not appear to be valued for herself, she is viewed as currency.
There have been numerous contemporary explorations of this particular name, notably the Jacques Demy film of the same name, where Catherine Deneuve plays the role of Donkeyskin.
The King is married to a beautiful queen, who on her deathbed makes the King promise that if he re-marries it will be to a woman even more beatutiful than herself (as she does not believe this is possible), unfortunately, the only female who fits the role is the King's own daughter, and so he lusts after her, pressing her to become his wife. This unnatural yearning causes the girl to seek out her fairy godmother, who in an effort to stave off the King's vile attentions persuades the girl to request ever more elaborate dresses from him (believing he will find the task of sourcing them impossible). Sadly the dresses are procured, one a dress as bright as the sun, one a dress the colour of the moon, one a dress all the colours of the sky, and finally, the hide of his marvelous donkey (which crapped gold, and thus was the source of his kingdom's wealth - his kingdom was literally built on donkey shit!). The only option left to the poor girl is to escape, in the guise of the final costume - the donkeyskin.
"Saint Dympna, a seventh century princess and now the patron saint of the insane, was also wanted in marriage by her father, a king of Brittany, Britain or Ireland. When she refused and ran away, having already committed herself to her Christian faith, he found and beheaded her. She even has a "godmother" figure in her elderly confessor who dies with her"
Marina Warner, The Beast and the Blonde, 1994 (quote found here)
The choice of the donkey is important I think. It is often regarded as a lowly farmyard animal, certainly less regal in aspect than the horse. Yet it is famed in literature from early times. Apulieus wrote 'The Golden Ass', and Aesop also included a donkey in his fables. The donkey also of course was the vehicle of choice for the Virgin Mary in the traditional biblical story.
Robed in this hideous apparel she escapes, and assumes the disguise of a servant, eventually a prince spys her trying on her beautiful dresses through a keyhole and marries her. I can't help but see this as eventual escape through degradation, adopting the guise of an lowly animal. Through concealment and transformation of form she is liberated, by transcending her human form she is able to eventually find 'happiness' and a relationship away from the abuse of her father,
"One day she was sitting on the banks of a stream bewailing her wretched lot, when she suddenly caught sight of herself in the water. Her hair and part of her face was quite concealed by the ass’s head, which was drawn right over like a hood, and the filthy matted skin covered her whole body. It was the first time she had seen herself as other people saw her, and she was filled with shame at the spectacle. Then she threw off her disguise and jumped into the water, plunging in again and again, till she shone like ivory. When it was time to go back to the farm, she was forced to put on the skin which disguised her, and now seemed more dirty than ever; but, as she did so, she comforted herself with the thought that to-morrow was a holiday, and that she would be able for a few hours to forget that she was a farm girl, and be a princess once more"
Charles Perrault, Donkeyskin
What is genuinely alarming and disconcerting here is the male gaze - the central character of Donkeyskin is unable to escape, first her own lecherous father lusts after her, and then she is observed through a keyhole whilst dressing (unwanted attentions from the Prince). It is clear that she has no future without the involvement of the male - she must submit to male domination. Her sole merits in the eyes of the court are her beauty (once she disrobes from her bestial cloak) and her skills at cooking (she bakes the lovesick prince a cake) but she does not appear to be valued for herself, she is viewed as currency.
There have been numerous contemporary explorations of this particular name, notably the Jacques Demy film of the same name, where Catherine Deneuve plays the role of Donkeyskin.
Saturday, 15 October 2016
the woman who knew magic

The Woman Who Knew Magic by Arthur Rackham
Watercolor on paper.
Unused illustration for Hans Christian Andersen’s The Snow Queen, in ‘Fairy Tales’, published 1932 by Harrap, London
Unused illustration for Hans Christian Andersen’s The Snow Queen, in ‘Fairy Tales’, published 1932 by Harrap, London
"Round the cabin stood half a dozen mountain ashes, as the rowans, inimical to witches, are there called. On the worn planks of the door were nailed two horse-shoes, and over the lintel and spreading along the thatch, grew, luxuriant, patches of that ancient cure for many maladies, and prophylactic against the machinations of the evil one, the house-leek. Descending into the doorway, in the chiaroscuro of the interior, when your eye grew sufficiently accustomed to that dim light, you might discover, hanging at the head of the widow’s wooden-roofed bed, her beads and a phial of holy water"
from The Child that Went with the Fairies, by J. Sheridan Le Fanu
Wednesday, 5 October 2016
the tale of jorinda and joringel

The Witch in the guise of an owl by Arthur Rackham
Katherine Langrish drew my attention to this particular Brothers Grimm tale, which is laden with heavy symbolism, from the owl, the transformation of the female form - to the flower wet with dew, the entrapment and capture within the bird cage and the subsequent unlocking and release. If you get the chance I thoroughly recommend getting your hands on a copy of her Seven Miles of Steel Thistles book, which has a detailed analysis of this tale.

illustration by Mervyn Peake
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The owl is an ancient symbol of the goddess Athena, and was and still is seen as a portent or omen - in the Roman world (the equivalent deity being Minerva) an owl hooting on top of a building was seen as a harbinger of death. The owl is nocturnal, therefore can see in the dark, giving it the quality of wisdom. Along with creatures such as the toad (see my previous post on toadlore) the owl is frequently linked to witchcraft. Here the character of the witch can metamorphose into an owl - women frequently possess shapechanging abilities, especially into the form of a bird in mythology - we see this repeatedly in Ovid's collection of tales Metamorphoses. It is interesting that both female characters in this tale morph into birds - one willingly and one forcibly.
Katherine Langrish drew my attention to this particular Brothers Grimm tale, which is laden with heavy symbolism, from the owl, the transformation of the female form - to the flower wet with dew, the entrapment and capture within the bird cage and the subsequent unlocking and release. If you get the chance I thoroughly recommend getting your hands on a copy of her Seven Miles of Steel Thistles book, which has a detailed analysis of this tale.

illustration by Mervyn Peake
.:.
The owl is an ancient symbol of the goddess Athena, and was and still is seen as a portent or omen - in the Roman world (the equivalent deity being Minerva) an owl hooting on top of a building was seen as a harbinger of death. The owl is nocturnal, therefore can see in the dark, giving it the quality of wisdom. Along with creatures such as the toad (see my previous post on toadlore) the owl is frequently linked to witchcraft. Here the character of the witch can metamorphose into an owl - women frequently possess shapechanging abilities, especially into the form of a bird in mythology - we see this repeatedly in Ovid's collection of tales Metamorphoses. It is interesting that both female characters in this tale morph into birds - one willingly and one forcibly.

illustration by Chris Beatrice
The tale seemingly explores notions of coercion and consent. Langrish likened the Witch as being like a modern day marriage counsellor, as she imprisons Jorinda, making Jorindel prove his worthiness and seriousness of his intentions, only then is she rescued and they are reunited in marriage. It is almost as if the witch is forcing Jorindel to prove his worth, keeping the girls imprisoned in bird form to protect them. One could be tempted to run away with this entirely interpreting the Witch through a strongly feminist slant, creating her own community of females devoid of the male gaze, and therefore reclaiming female space. The Witch is a character who has complete autonomy... but I will refrain.

illustration by Anne Anderson
The symbol of the flower is laden with obvious sexual connotations, and reminds me of a similar symbolic use in one of my absolute favourite films Valerie and her week of Wonders, where daisies are coated with drops of blood, symbolising sexual maturity and the onset of menstruation. Here the flower possesses the power to 'unlock' the birdcages, and free the entrapped girls within.
still from Jaromil Jires, Valerie and her Week of Wonders, 1970
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