Showing posts with label Red Riding Hood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Red Riding Hood. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Grandma Wolf...

The following is based on a true story...

Once upon a time there was a toy maker who was Obsessed with Little Red Riding Hood. 
And she had a son who was so scared of Wolves that he could not sleep alone in his own bed 
for fear that they were hiding there.
One day he went to visit his Grandma with a basket of Easter eggs.
But could not go alone into any of the rooms in her big house 
because he thought the Wolf was hiding there.
Hiding out, under the bed, in every room, even the toilet.

Luckily the toy maker had made her son a Wolf Toy. 
A toy so cute that all his fears would fade away.
She crafted a Wolf dressed up as Grandma with Little Red Riding Hood hiding in the belly. 
With the addition of a floral nightgown, with lace trim.
This little boy could not be scared of a cross dressing Wolf in a Nightgown carrying a tiny doll.
Could he?  Surely not!

Alas he could....
"Oh Grandma, what big lips I have"
"And what a sly grin You have"
"And Grandma what big Hips you have"
"All the better to Hold you with."

And so the toy maker put Grandma Wolf away on a big high shelf,
and went back to the drawing board.

The moral of this story is, don't introduce your children to Wolf stories before they are old enough
or no one will ever get any sleep.


Sunday, April 3, 2011

Little Red Riding Hood...


My four favourite words. 
Those of you that have visited Nettle and Brier from the beginning would know how enchanted I am by Little Red Riding Hood, how enamoured I am by this tale and indeed how it has inspired me to create that little Maid over and over with glorious affection. She has been purchased by doll collectors, given to children, bought by adults and even now, the very beginnings of her, are again laid out in my sewing room.
It started when I was very young with this tiny porcelain cake topper (above).  Red Riding Hood and the Wolf.  My mother placed it on one of my cakes when I was a small child, just as she had likely done with my four sisters before me, and that is when the love affair began.
So it was with great excitement that I set off today to see the new film Red Riding Hood by Catherine Hardwicke (Twilight). However the excitement very soon turned to real horror (and occasional laughter) when a few scenes in it was like looking at a B grade Telemovie.
Yes indeed the woman who gave Robert Pattinson to the world has made a seriously bad film!
How can a film with such stunning cinematography and a great cast be so bad you ask?  Was it the clunky script? Was it Gary Oldman reprising certain aspects of Bram Stoker's dracula?  Was it Virginia Madsen's incredibly cosmetically enhanced face? (Oh Virginia what big lips you have!) Or was it Shilo Fernandez's vacuous impersonation of Robert Pattinson acting a Vampire that was the final diminishing factor?
(Incedently Shilo Fernandez was passed over for playing the role of Edward Cullen in Twilight and perhaps this was his way of getting a little bit of Edward screen time;)
Visit Andrew Lee's review over at Cinephilia, his summation is superb.
One positive thing I can say- Amanda Seyfried (Big Love, Chloe) is gorgeous to behold.  Her beauty is as enchanting as a Red Riding Hood should be and her ever lengthening Red woollen cape (handmade by Grandma) makes for beautiful imagery as it trails blood red in the snow. 

 This film makes a big departure from the Red Riding Hood stories that have been handed down in print.   The wolf becomes a Werewolf and it is no longer a cautionary tale about straying from the path, such as in Charles Perrault's and the Grimm Brothers version.  But rather it combines horror mixed with romance and the roles of Mother and Grandmother are lost.  Especially in the case of Julie Christie as Grandmother, her role is laugh out loud ridiculous and Virginia Madsen as Mother has none of the true wisdom and intuition that underpin this beloved fable. However it is important to note that the film does explore some of the motifs from the older folk tradition. One oral telling has the bzou (werewolf) feeding Red Riding Hood a stew made from her own dead Grandmother and this is rather grizzly depicted on screen. She also outwits the bzou as she cunningly does in the folk telling of The Grandmothers Tale, however the film incorporates the Grimm Brothers version, so she does not outwit him alone but has substantial help from the Woodcutter (Shilo Fernandez).
This is my copy of Little Red Riding Hood and Other Stories by Charles Perrault.  These stories were first published in 1697. Incidentally it was he who first introduced the red hood to the tale. 
This is now such an enduring motif- Red could be interpreted as a sexual colour, the colour of harlotry or perhaps it symbolises menstruation and the cusp of childhood and adolescence. The wolf is a motif for a predatory man and in the above printed version of the tale Red Riding Hood is commanded into bed with the wolf.  "Little Red Riding Hood took off her clothes, but when she climbed up on the bed she was astonished to see how her grandmother looked in her nightgown". 
You see how "the better to eat you with" originates from a sexually devouring situation not a culinary one.  
"With these words the wicked Wolf leapt upon Little Red Riding Hood and gobbled her up."
The End.

The denouement of The Brothers Grimm is rather different and much more hopeful. The woodcutter saves both Grandma and Little Red and we are left with the strong moral lesson of not wandering off the path when  our mother forbids it.
(Heaven help we stray from the path!)

In Clever Maids, The Secret History of The Grimm's Fairy Tales Valerie Paradiz offers us a third and somewhat obscure version where Little Red Riding hood returns to Grandmother's house and encounters yet another wolf but she sticks to the path this time and so remains unscathed. You see she has learnt her lesson.

I was once told a fabulous joke about Red Riding Hood wherein she takes out a giant bazooka and has her way with the wolf the way she wants it.  I think a modern retelling of this fable would have more of these elements.  At the very least Little Red should be able to distinguish her own Grandmother from a wolf in the bed?? Or perhaps in her infinite wisdom she imbibes her dear old Gran and goes willingly naked into the bed of the wolf-man through sheer natural curiosity.

Please stay tuned for more Red Riding Hood tales when I unveil a new toy very soon. I would like to delve further into the origins and the oral tradition, which appeal much more to my feminist sensibilities.  I am about to read "From the Beast to the Blonde" by Marina Warner and I'm certain she will give me enough insight for a whole other entry.
 

For Further Reading:
Little Red Riding Hood (5 Versions including Grimm Brothers and Charles Perrault)
Little Red Riding Hood: Heidi Anne Heiner, Surlalune Fairy Tales.com
Touch Magic: Jane Yolen, (A short collection of great essays about the importance of Fairy Tales).
Clever Maids, The Secret History of the Grimm Fairy Tales- Valerie Paradis

Monday, February 15, 2010

To Market to Market...

  The Thornbury Market was on again yesterday and I did quite well, despite the rain.
I famously forgot to photograph my stall until after I had made sales (will I ever learn?) but I really enjoyed the day and loved the social atmosphere of the new location.  Due to the hall being renovated the stalls were set up in the Thornbury Womens Neighborhood House.  Which has a little play area, so the children were vastly happy.  Happy children make for relaxed parents and many of the visitors to my stall were chatty and shared great ideas with me about my Thornbury community.  Met some lovely new people too.
And we like that. 
My 'Valentine inspired but not necessarily Valentine' cards sold like hot cakes.
These little Kokka prints are so adorable.  I'm going to make more one day.
I was left with one however to give to a certain special someone???
The Bee rattles sold well again. I know this is a terrible photo, but hey- lucky there is a one at all! Some things were sold without me ever having a picture of them.

I truly love the Birds and the Bees.
The birds had little squeakers inside them.
  
This little madam didn't sell.  I cannot understand why? I'm in love with her.  
Her name is Iris, she is intelligent and well educated and important in the science community. 
But she has a wild side, oh my she certainly does.
She is most famous for saying "E=MC Hammer".
And she just whispered to me (as many people do) that I should start an Etsy store.  
Well Iris we will have to see about that....
This little Red Riding Hood was sold to a doll collector.  Always an honour when someone that already has many dolls can make room for one more.  I know she will be well cared for and it makes me feel shiney.
 
My summer frocks never sell well on rainy cold Melbourne days.  There is just something about that phenomena, if I was selling woolly scarves they would have been a hit. 
I totally understand though, when I was a young girl I could never dress my dolls in woolens during the summer or my Barbies in their bathers on a cold Gippsland autumnal day.
But I sold a pretty green dress and will not need to sew any more of these for the North Melbourne Market in 2 weeks and I'm quietly relieved about that. 

I really love Thornbury, I wish it had a bigger market where all of us Thornbury crafters could have a stall at the same time.  There are so many of us.  It is craft central here. :)

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Merry Christmas...

Well it has been a travesty but my little laptop has been struggling along far too slowly for me to upload anything, so I have been quietly wrapping my gifts and biding my time.  Then suddenly a friend of mine appeared and 'defragged' my computer???? Amazing, absolutely amazing.  And now ever so fast again.  Thankyou.

Where I left off was the Made In Thornbury Market, which went really well considering I was in a terrible position.  (Facing the back wall- practically invisible).   It is a very friendly and gracious market and the people that did notice my little stall were very warm and encouraging.


I chatted a little with the other crafters but was able to have long chats with Felicity from Flicketty Splits, who fantastically let me ramble on and on about absolutely nothing in particular.


Now time has gone on and Christmas is nearing way too fast. I'm exploring lots of crafty options this Christmas. A teepee cubby house, dresses, shorts and also I finally perfected my
Little Red Riding Hood doll.

 

On Sunday I had the pleasure of lovely company for my Annual Christmas Drinks which I combined with my Annual Croquet Match.  And I did run with the Kitsch Kringle idea.  It was pretty funny, but not quite as funny as last years Krap Kringle which has made its way into my Top 10 Funniest Moments ever list.


 Thats Little Jim and me with our Kitsch Kringles.  Priceless I know!

I'm very proud to announce that I only needed to buy one Shopping Centre gift this Christmas. Which was an electric grill for my nephew to make his delicious tosdadas on.  All the rest are handmade gifts or gifts that support small business.  Our Christmas tree was purchased from the Brotherhood of St Laurence and Little Jim's toys are again made from sustainable materials such as this Plan Toy which is an ethical company. 


Some time ago I alighted to the fact that giving friends and family beautiful gourmet food and fine wines is always a winner and this year I have boxed up a pile of gifts from Outback Pride, which is a fabulous business providing jobs and training for Indigenous Australians.


They make beautiful jars of  pickles, relishes and spreads amongst other things all made from native bush food grown in outback communities. You can purchase them from Oxfam.   I also discovered my local Naturapath sells beautifully packaged and delicious Organic toasted Muesli. All in recycled materials. The idea of giving natural, healthy and beautiful foods as gifts makes me feel extra good and I'm happy to say that there is no pre Christmas stress in my life.

I'm reading Peter Singers 'The Life You Can Save' at the moment.


Peter Singer is a beautiful writer, speaker and philosopher.  His lectures on Ethics are esteemed the world over and in this book he reminds us as individuals about how we can modestly save a life from poverty. If we all take up his challenge individually then collectively as a Nation we can achieve much. And we can do more than we think.  Read more about his vision here. Or here if you wish to take up the challenge.
Peter Singer will be giving a talk at Melbourne University about 'What responsibilites do Australians owe the global poor' on February 16 2010.

Christmas is a good time for us all to think about how much we have, how fortunate we are and about how we can help others too. There is no greater evidence of this than the effigies and Nativity scenes all around us at this time- as Mary and Joseph are the most famous refugees in all of history.

I would like to leave you all with a little Christmas wish list that a crafter like myself would be extremely excited by.

  • Honeyweather and Speight Dolls House. Made from recycled cardboard. For the child within, you can never be too old for something so beautiful and handmade.
  • La Creuset cookware I'm told it's the best and makes cooking pure unadulterated joy. Now this one is an expensive gift but you can spread the love by cooking for friends, family, neighbors and cooking for them Forever as this cookware lasts a lifetime.  No more throwing away crappy pots!
  • Barkcloth.  The most challenging gift of all to find, but this is like the Holy Grail of fabric for a crafter or lover of vintage, the most beloved and coveted fabric imaginable.  Buy it on Ebay or buy it here. Buy it anywhere you can.  Don't ever feel weird about buying second hand.
Merry Christmas to everyone and hopefully will catch you sometime before the New Year. x

Saturday, October 17, 2009

My Place & Yours- On the Shelf...

Have just arrived home from seeing Woody Allen's hilarious new film Whatever Works where the absolutely talented and fabulous Patricia Clarkson completely steals the show.
And I'm sitting at home and thinking what to do now? Thinking....thinking....thinking....when I suddenly discover that Pip from Meet Me At Mikes has gone and got herself a cool Saturday night Meme called:
My Place and Yours....
And todays theme is What's On the Shelf?

So I'm playing along and I think everyone should, just cos its awesome (and she says the word 'totes' which never ceases to amuse me and is in fact a word I hate to love or love to hate).

Here is a shelf....

It is the shelf in Little Jim's room, my friend Macca put it up when he began his apprenticeship as a carpenter.  He really took his time and given the nearby powerpoint, I'm Amazed he didn't electrocute himself. It is also slightly on an angle, yet secure nontheless.
It could be pride? Or a workman's insecurity? But he checks it Every time he's over.

On the Shelf are my original Enid Blyton books my Fairy Godmother gave me as a child.
There is also my beloved copy of Charles Perrault's darkly imagined Little Red Riding Hood which is pictured here with Old Foxy- the squeak toy, who is totes cool.
I have a lovely collection of rubber toys, perhaps I will show them to you sometime.
 
The feature of the shelf is undeniably Train Night-light, he is freaking awesome.
I found him after 10 years of searching from the Lost and Found Market in Collingwood.
The fact he is a Train is important!
My father Jimmy was a diesel engine train driver for over 30 years and my six siblings and I love trains.
We Heart Trains!
Trains are one of the ways we bring our father alive again.

So that is my Little Jim's shelf, photographed stealthily by me while he is sleeping.
For more On the Shelf action be sure to visit Pip.