A girl named Vanessa Valencia & a bevy of other folks, were invited to a Carnival Soiree. A magical one. A magnificent one. She dreamed of what she might wear, what treats she might munch, what rides and games and shows she might see.
She heard from an old fortune teller, that she could travel back in time, to an old fashioned carnivale circus the very day of the Carnival Soiree.
All of these thoughts fluttered in her head, as she drifted to sleep one evening. Her dreams found her standing on a hill, watching the spectacular sight of a Carnivale Circus pull into town...
As she stood on this hill in her dream, she realized she best get home and get ready for the festivities to begin. She couldn't wait!
Later that day, in the distance, she saw rides and circus tents, become assembled. The excitement boiled over!!
She made her way to the Carnivale, as the scent of popcorn and corn-dogs and cotton candy filled the air. Children screamed as they looped through the air on rides, and people giggled in sheer delight.
Little children lined up for treats.
And the grounds were beautifully decorated with remnants of tickets, bits of sparkles, popcorn and shreds of crepe paper...
There was nothing more exciting than a Carnivale Circus coming to town. Nothing. Clowns greeted the masses, smiling ear to ear...
Balloons decorated the skies, and as the sun started to go down, lights bounced and glowed with twinkling magic...
Making everything look like you were seeing it Through the Secret Keyhole...
As it got even darker, a certain kind of deeper magic began to take shape... Her painting titled, Stranged Beautiful Lady Carnivale, seemed to be beckoning her, to believe she could enter this place created of paint... She couldn't tell if she was still dreaming...
But little by little, it seemed more real...
Until, she could no longer believe her eyes. The night had turned into the Carnivale in the painting. She could feel herself, walking right into it...
She had the time of her life, more magic was happening than she could believe. If you closed your eyes, and envisioned the carnivale circus of your dreams, magic floating in the clouds, this would be it... And for a split second, she even felt like she was the Paper Dress Queen of the Carnivale...
And, true to fairytale form, just as the magic was spinning in a perfectly iridescent soap bubble, she felt like she was falling. Tumbling tumbling, through the sky.
She was tumbling quickly, and the carnival was becoming intangible... It started to fade, as the tunnel got darker...
Just then, she realized, it was all a dream! Her eyes still closed, she could tell she was in her bed. She tried to make herself fall back to sleep. Oh no! It really was all a dream.
The light streamed in her windows, telling of a new day, morning... She twisted and turned in her bed...
She felt something tickling her wrist...
She still had her eyes closed, as she faded in and out of sleep, but leaning more towards waking... She wondered what the strange feeling on her wrist and fingers was. Like she was twisted and tied...
She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw, made her let out a silent scream...
There was only one explanation for what she saw. She had brought back a red balloon from her dream. Her dream was not dream at all. She had in fact visited a Magical Carnivale Circus, and had proof tied to her wrist... How oh how, did this all happen?? Traveling through dreams?
But, it gets even better, in her left hand, she held a bit of circus tent fabric. Oh me, oh my...
She must have grabbed a hold of it as she spun back to earth through dreamwaves...
You see, there is no way to deny, that you really were there, especially when tiny bits of the carnivale charge up your hand...
And just in case, physical proof still hasn't erased all doubt that you really were at the Magical Carnivale Circus, just ask your dream-keeper... She will whisper the truth...
"You really were there..."
Thank you Miss Lisa for a lovely event, and for all the magic you share!!
I have a little Carnivalee Fun pack giveaway of fanciful artsy treasures for for this event. I'll draw a name in a few days ;) (leave a few little words and in the hat your name shall go)
♥, Vanessa
ps: Beautiful wooden carousel that plays a lovely tune was a surprise gift from my beloved friend Paris Parfait. Opening the parcel caused me to positively faint!! (I have thanked her profously xoxo) Black and white circus images, were loose pages found in an antique store.
