First, I need to make clear that these are not voodoo candles. That’s because all of the voodoo images I found were fairly unnerving. Or too small. That’s all I’ll say.
So where to begin? In 1991 I went to New Orleans for Mardis Gras with six gay guys and another straight woman. I was there 10 days but could have stayed way longer because it was way fun. But those stories are for another post. Today, I want to talk about something I did on that trip.
I visited a voodoo shop, where I bought a voodoo doll.
It stayed in a box for a very long time. Like, until last month. That’s when I brought it to my framer and asked him to do something with it.
This is what he did:
He built a box, lined it with linen (which you can’t exactly see) and mounted it. I know, it’s a terrible picture, partly because if I shot it head on I’d get a reflection and partly because I didn’t have time to spend an hour fiddling with the camera.
However. If you look really closely just below the left lower jaw, you’ll see a pin. Fortunately it’s not stuck in the heart. Wrong side.
Here’s my problem: I do believe in spirits and all that stuff, and I believe it a lot more deeply than I did in 1991. So now I’m worried that hanging this voodoo doll in my house is bad ju-ju. Or voodoo.
What I’m hoping some of you more knowledgeable about all things voodoo than I will say is that this isn’t a voodoo doll at all, it’s merely a piece of art representing a voodoo doll.
Because I really don’t want any bad ju-ju in my house. But I think it’s a cool piece. And now that I’ve posted it, I can’t exactly give it away.
And it wasn’t cheap to mount.
So what say you? Who do that voodoo?