I have been long romanticizing the days of circus trains and traveling performers, the big top and glamourous costumes. I recently received a letter from my grandmother, telling the story of my great Aunt Dodo, who ran away and joined the circus as a young girl. I only wish I had gotten to meet her.




Photo Credits:
Row 1: Left:
Debi Treloar, Right:
Circus MuseumRow 2: Left:
Circus Museum, Right:
The Circus, 1870-1950" by TASCHENRow 3: Left:
Anna Kern Right:
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1 comment:
Again lovely!! Love the burlesque girl!
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