Blue Apple Laura

Please step inside…you will find many old books, vintage clothes, artifacts, art, gizmos, thing-a-ma-jigs…

Oh…how do I acquire my items you ask??? Well…I was kidnapped by fairies as a child, you see…and yadda yada yadda… before I knew it, I had eaten the sacred blue apples that no human dare taste and so I am able to hitch hike through the different dimensions, you know, the usual kid stuff..so a

fter all that, being a true gypsy child, I started to buy, sell, barter and trade with aliens, fairies, wizards, and even humans! And here I am…I think…

I journey through time and space to acquire the strange and unusual. Sometimes I even take pictures of those strange dimensions with my magic camera. Hope you enjoy the whimsical randomness! What was that?…Oh!…My store is called Blue Apple Vintage…It travels you see, on the back of this here digital wagon drawn by these enormous deep sea fish that sing in strange languages…. Well, actually, to be honest….this is not the store Blue Apple Vintage but only a dream within the mind of one of my deep sea fish here pulling the cart, don’t believe me? I can prove it! At a fairy market, just 7 days ago, she, that being the fish right there with the big goggly eyes, came upon a seller of books and at his suggestion, opened the forbidden book of faces and now has spontaneously dreamed this place into being. I know! Mind blowing! And what is more..she also dreams when she is asleep within this dreamscape, of yet another reality, where she is a human being…or perhaps bean…she is not sure…that sells the very same items in this traveling wagon but on a plane of reality outside of this one…looking in on this digital space as if it were merely some video box that one can turn on and off! Can you imagine?! She dreams that she is something called a…comic book….writer or artist or something…and she makes sculptures with odd objects like mosses and keys and buddha heads…
She also dreams that we, being the workers of this traveling store, are really all one person and this person is very silly indeed and likes to make up stories about singing fish and gypsy wagons…

When I heard this, I exclaimed, “What nonsense, fish!” and I turned the wagon right around and went straight back to the seller of books and demanded to look at the book of faces myself…. I opened it to this page….and this is what I saw….
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