Sweet Fanny Adams in Hyperspace Eden

 

 The Fairytale [3:27m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

THE PRINCE (CORY) IS STUDYING. GRANDMOTHER (GARDENER) IS KNITTING IN FRILLY BONNET. SHOWMANOnce upon a time, long ago: a prince. A king’s son. No one has so many or such beautiful books as he has. He’s able to read about everything that’s taken place in the world and to see it illustrated by magnificent pictures. (more…)

 

 The Grotto Frairytale [2:10m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

SHOWMAN
The Story Continues!
LILY SITS UP
LILY
What story?
SHOWMAN
Do you want to know the story or not?
LILY
Very well.
LILY SETTLES BACK DOWN IN HER COFFIN. THE GIRLS SIT ON IT TO WATCH THE SHOWMAN’S BLACK AND WHITE FILM
SHOWMAN
At last!
 

CHILDREN’ VOICES Who killed Cock Robin? I, said the Sparrow, With my bow and arrow. I killed Cock Robin. Who saw him die? I, said the Fly, With my little eye. I saw him die. Who caught his blood? I, said the Fish, With my little dish. I caught his blood. Who’ll make his shroud? I, said the Beetle, With my thread and needle. I’ll make the shroud. Who’ll dig his grave? I, said the Owl, With my pick and shovel. I’ll dig his grave. Who’ll be the parson? I, said the Rook, With my little book. I’ll be the parson. Who’ll be the clerk? I, said the Lark, If it’s not in the dark. I’ll be the clerk. Who’ll carry the link? I, said the Linnet. I’ll fetch it in a minute. I’ll carry the link. Who’ll be chief mourner? I, said the Dove. I mourn for my love. I’ll be chief mourner. Who’ll carry the coffin? I, said the Kite, If it’s not through the night. I’ll carry the coffin. Who’ll bear the pall? I, said the Wren, Both the cock and the hen. We’ll bear the pall. Who’ll sing a psalm? I, said the Thrush, As she sat on a bush. I’ll sing a psalm. Who’ll toll the bell? I, said the Bull, Because I can pull. So Cock Robin, farewell. THE FUNERAL PROCESSION LEADS TO THE GROTTO  

THE FREAKSHOW TEMPLE, IS A NIGHTMARISH PLACE, FULL OF WEIRD CREATURES, THUS: SHOWMAN Step right this way! Ladies and Gentlemen! Girls. And Boys. All conceivable amazements, from all parts (more…)

 

 Lily's Travels II [1:53m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

LILY IN THE GARDEN LILYI told Septimus, when he wept on his knees for me to forgive him and returnto his estate in Klonkinkerry, or he would blow out his brains, that I wasengaged to marry an American millionaire. When you tell your first wholly successful lie, you discover how powerful you are. And how lonely. (more…)

BASED ON AN AERIAL VIEW OF VITA’S SISSINGHURST FROM THE TOWERCORY On the chamomile lawn, a unicorn kneels at my feet and we trot through the tall grass, where I see lions yawning. And suddenly I’m on the roof of the tower. A view from the very top like a bird’s onto the green and red rooms, with their ceilings blown away, full of ladies, dancing and men, bowing and tall white bell flowers burning with a red flame. And a white knight looks up at me and waves and I lean over so far I fall. I fly. And I fly. Swooping like the grey owl over my great and green estate - Until he catches me, and we embrace.

(*BASED ON MARIANNE NORTH’S GALLERY AT KEW) MINA (HOLDING HER KEY) They build a place for my flower paintings like they say. My gallery is like a railway terminus among the trees. A railway station with no tracks. No rolling stock. No passengers. I pack the whole world up inside and, alongside, finally, with my own hands, I build my Tea House for Tired Visitors. A small house with deep roots and open windows balanced on a rock in the centre of a large pool, fed by mountain streams full of golden carp. There’s a little bridge. A little house made of paper, with sliding panels all around, two sides opening to the frosty air and sky. A gardener’s wife, or some other being capable of boiling the kettle for tea or coffee and biscuits at a fair price, works there, making tea for tired visitors. 

 

 Lily visits Cory [3:21m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

LILY VISITS CORY AT HER TEMPLE SOUND OF A CAR APPROACHING. HEADLIGHTS SWING ACROSS THROUGH THE TREES. SCREECH OF TYRES ON GRAVEL LILY ENTERS. CORY RISES, DISGUISED IN HER BOATER CORYBeautiful signorina - let me carry your net and hat. LILYSuddenly, I meet a beautiful, dusky native, who carries my net and hat. He might be my soul mate. What are the chances? (more…)

 

 Mina, Lily and the Snake [3:49m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

LILY ENTERS LILYWhat’s the matter? MINA STAYS ROOTED. LILY(SHOUTS) What’s the matter? Move! LILY PICKS UP MINA’S GUN AND SHOOTS THE SNAKE. Show some backbone, woman. MINA MOVES MINAIs it time to go? LILYOf course! Come ON. This way. Come ON. SHOWMANMina - dearest child - what are you doing? It’s time to see the Freak Show. MINATime to go. Time to go. No walls. Open to the sky. Paper walls. And tea. Or biscuits. Or both. SHE LEAVES HER PICTURES AND PICKS UP THE GUN AND WRAPS HER KEY AROUND IT /What a killing race the British are. SHOUTS AND WAVES HER GUN AT STUNNED SHOWMAN Papa! This is me! THE TEMPLE DISINTEGRATES. MINA HAS HER GLIMPSE OF EDEN BEFORE GOING INTO THE GARDEN  

MINAI shall build my own gallery at Kew for all my paintings. My gallery will be like a railway terminus among the trees. A railway station with no tracks. No rolling stock. No passengers. I’ll pack the whole world up inside. And never steal a single seed. Never cut a single plant. Orphan no tree. Never so much as breathe upon a petal. Never tear another butterfly out of his diurnal wandering. (more…)