
Animaux De Nuit

Blue Hour

The Rising

Shadow Bunny

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I spent almost everyday with my step grandmother from about 5 to 9 years old... She was a devout Catholic and brought me to services every week , unbeknownst to my very secular mother. My experience was entirely aesthetic instead of ''religious'' and i loved the ritual too. But the secular/folk traditions and catholic melded together in my young imagination. For years i believed the Easter bunny was resurrected in a graveyard at dawn, eventually forming fur only to then set out to distribute eggs and chocolate, then returning at midnight. This is my ''Easter'' Series.
-Darla Teagarden