Saw this and thought of you...
www.surlalunefairytales.com
Really excellent resource for all things fairytale. Includes original annotated texts, history and links to useful websites.
This blog will keep you up to date on the Year 2 Contextual Practices Lecture/Seminar Series. You are encouraged to post your research, thoughts, comments, images and links relating to the themes under discussion. More info available on Mooooooodle...
antichrist
 
Friday, 25 November 2011
Wednesday, 23 November 2011
Sunday, 13 November 2011
The Little Girl and the Wolf by James Thurber
One afternoon a big wolf waited in a dark  forest  for  a  little girl  to  come  along  carrying  a  basket of food to her grandmother. Finally a little girl did come along and she was carrying a basket  of food.   "Are you carrying that basket to your grandmother?"  asked the wolf.  The little girl said yes, she was.  So the wolf asked her where her  grandmother lived and the little girl told him and he disappeared into the wood. 
When the little girl opened the door of her  grandmother's  house she  saw  that there was somebody in bed with a nightcap and nightgown on.  She had approached no nearer than twenty-five feet from  the  bed when she saw that it was not her grandmother but the wolf, for even in a nightcap a wolf does not look any more like  your  grandmother  than the  Metro-Goldwyn lion looks like Calvin Coolidge.  So the little girl took an automatic out of her basket and shot the wolf dead. 
Little Red Riding Hood [original version] by Charles Perrault
ONCE upon a time there lived in a                certain village a little country girl, the prettiest creature who was                ever seen. Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grandmother                doted on her still more. This good woman had a little red1 riding hood made for her. It suited the girl so extremely well that everybody                called her Little Red Riding                  Hood2. 
             One day her mother, having made some cakes, said to her, "Go, my dear, and see how your grandmother                is doing3, for I hear she has been very ill. Take her a cake, and this little                  pot of butter."4 
             Little Red Riding Hood set out immediately to go to her                grandmother, who lived in another village. 
             As she was going through the wood, she met with a wolf,5 who had a very great mind to eat her up, but he dared not, because of                some woodcutters working nearby in the forest. He asked her where she                was going. The poor child, who did not know that it was dangerous to stay                and talk to a wolf, said to him, "I am going to see my grandmother                and carry her a cake and a little pot of butter from my mother." 
             "Does she live far off?" said the wolf 
             "Oh I say," answered Little Red Riding Hood;                "it is beyond that mill you see there, at the first house in the                village." 
             "Well," said the wolf, "and I'll go and                see her too. I'll go this way and go you that, and we shall see who will                be there first." 
             The wolf ran as fast as he could, taking the shortest                path, and the little girl took a roundabout way, entertaining herself                by gathering nuts, running after butterflies, and gathering bouquets of                little flowers. It was not long before the wolf arrived at the old woman's                house. He knocked at the door: tap, tap. 
             "Who's there?" 
             "Your grandchild, Little Red Riding Hood," replied                the wolf, counterfeiting her voice; "who has brought you a cake and                a little pot of butter sent you by mother." 
             The good grandmother, who was in bed, because she was                somewhat ill, cried out, "Pull the bobbin, and the latch will go                up." 
             The wolf pulled the bobbin, and the door opened, and then                he immediately fell upon the good woman and ate                  her up in a moment,6 for it been more than three days since he had                eaten. He then shut the door and got into the grandmother's bed, expecting                Little Red Riding Hood, who came some time afterwards and knocked at the                door: tap, tap. 
             "Who's there?" 
             Little Red Riding Hood, hearing the big voice of the wolf,                was at first afraid; but believing her grandmother had a cold and was                hoarse, answered, "It is your grandchild Little Red Riding Hood,                who has brought you a cake and a little pot of butter mother sends you." 
             The wolf cried out to her, softening his voice as much                as he could, "Pull the bobbin, and the latch will go up." 
             Little Red Riding Hood pulled the bobbin, and the door                opened. 
             The wolf, seeing her come in, said to her, hiding himself                under the bedclothes, "Put the cake and the little pot of butter                upon the stool, and come                  get into bed with me."7 
             Little Red Riding Hood took off her clothes and got into                bed. She was greatly amazed to see how her grandmother looked in her nightclothes,                and said to her, "Grandmother,                  what big arms you have!"8
             "All the better to hug you with, my dear." 
             "Grandmother, what big legs you have!" 
             "All the better to run with, my child." 
             "Grandmother, what big ears you have!" 
             "All the better to hear with, my child." 
             "Grandmother, what big eyes you have!" 
             "All the better to see with, my child." 
             "Grandmother, what big teeth you have got!" 
             "All the better to eat you up with." 
             And, saying these words, this wicked wolf fell upon Little                Red Riding Hood, and ate                  her all up.9
             Moral: Children, especially attractive, well bred young                ladies, should never talk to strangers, for if they should do so, they                may well provide dinner for a wolf. I say "wolf," but there                are various kinds of wolves. There are also those who are charming, quiet,                polite, unassuming, complacent, and sweet, who pursue young women at home                and in the streets. And unfortunately, it is these gentle wolves who are                the most dangerous ones of all.
             Friday, 11 November 2011
...unsettling...
(thezulu = frederic btw) 
This is the piece I was talking to you about..
This is the piece I was talking to you about..
http://www.adam-butcher.co.uk/internet-story
I can't decide wether Al1 is the monster or Fortress or even exactly what the moral of the story is ... I suppose the nameless faceless nature of the interent and the ability to become 'cyborgs' is partly what makes this scary. Could this be a modern day fairytale?...
I had to go check what the general formula for a fairy tale was and it turns out they do not require a good ending only a resolution of events tied around a central messege. In which case this stories moral, to me, is not to trust everything you read or see on the net? I'm not sure...
also this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=La6T8Bq6CsU
scares the shit out of me o_o
Thursday, 10 November 2011
Little Red Riding Hood Show and Tell
Thanks for your input this morning! It was an interesting session in which to learn more about each of you, your interests and your ideas.
As discussed we will be focusing on fairytales next week. Please bring to the session a cultural artefact that particularly relates to the story of Red Riding Hood. This could be a picture, a game, film clip, piece of ceramic, fashion piece etc. It would be extra interesting if your chosen item was linked to your own discipline.Research your chosen item and be prepared to show and tell!
Feel free to bring your own games consoles, easels or other necessary props to aid your show 'n' tell. Thanks
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