for Jane,
for my sisters

Jules International
1997

The WWW Edition
1998

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In faerie space, everything is spectacle; though not necessarily distanced or staged - a kind of spectacle that invites the viewer to enter. The land surrounds us, is there waiting to be seen, if we will only open our eyes - the stars beckon to be fallen into. We costume ourselves not so that we will be held apart from everyday life, from each other; it is so that we can draw this creative impulse into everyday life, infuse what is commonplace with an uncommon magic. In a sense, I see what we do as faeries to be very much what a clown does - we try to take those around us into our world of magic, to transform them, to transform the world we are used to seeing into the world that exists within us, to put our images out into the space around us, bring them out, give them presence, honour them as real. In this sense, every moment of a gathering becomes pure theatre, and the doors for magic to happen are opened wide. I've never thought of the faeries in quite this way before because I've always thought of the process of putting images out as a task - an impossible travail that I had no idea how to do, and so it was work. Faeries find the fun, the joy in this process, they remind how it comes naturally, willingly, how creativity and generosity are seemingly bottomless wells from which we can draw.

there is something in our simple permissions with one another, our determination to ground our contact with each other in the senses, in embodied being, in touch and smell and taste as well as the more ordinary vision and hearing. So when we talk we also sing, when we dress, we really dress.

the conversation with Willow about the faeries and the wine and the laughter and the indian pipe and the smaller group and whatever else, the starry night and glowing moon conspired to set me into an overdrive, a state of agitation, excitation,
I am energized in the search

what be faeries?
we be (always, and of course, among other things butt not limited to) gay men in (urban and) rural settings sharing (eroticizably) physical and spiritual love

Who could guess, in all thy humbleness, thou could bloom to exquisitness?