I’ve always had a soft spot for fairies.
My childhood ambition was to grow up to be a fairy. I almost achieved it ( read about that here)
I have a very scruffy looking gothic fairy sitting stiffly on a cloud tattooed on my left breast/upper chest. It was a moment of madness, literally.
I was a lady of a certain age going through a difficult emotional time when I stepped into that tattoo parlour on a whim.
Most people would look at it and think that I’d regret getting such a clumsy piece of skin art, but I don’t. Like many people’s tattoos , it symbolises a time that I like to remember to keep me grounded.
I think most people go through a period in life when things go dark : if you don’t, you’ve lived a charmed life. We can’t avoid darkness in our lives, be it bereavement, loss, relationship breakdown and so on. As painful as those things are , I believe they still play a part in the rich tapestry of life and can sometimes be our making rather than our undoing; character building stuff.
So I suppose you might say my tattoo predicted how my love for fairies would also, in time, include my love for ‘scaries’. I have been walking around with a prediction marked into my skin for over 10 years.
has managed to turn into this:
I’m not saying the Scaries have replaced the fairies, not a bit of it! I’m saying they’ve balanced the world out a little.
I’ve got to shoot off and be a children’s entertainer now in my incarnation as Diane’s Puppets.
I’ll be back to show you what else has crawled out of the shadowy dark side that is Crochet Dark and Decadent