A weaver of people
Joe was deep in the woods when I called him that day. I explained that life was changing for us artistically and the epically magical show we were part of was retiring. The questions swirled through my head, which was darting from subject to subject quite messily. He sent ideas to me from the woods and I received them in our little home in the city. String laying over the top of one another and circling back. We had stared weaving right then, although we didn't know it yet. It was a the beginning part of a new story, or the continuation of a story that had been told before... we didn't know which yet.
We would do it. We would create from our chests and send out into the world a space where the show could continue. A place where simultaneously, artists would spin their stories and others would pick up the strands and continue a weaving of people and ideas and love. This is what Bewitching Peddlers of Halloween is. A weaving of pure magic.
1/24/2020 12:26:56 am
You are going to make great art Jennie...keep making what you love
Ron Lopshire jr
1/24/2020 02:17:28 am
We love u and the kids and Everthing u do. U are so smart and so talented.
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My Dearest Witch is a term of endearment. A love story between my heart and my hands.