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Orchid Lament

Orchid Lament

The Greatest Faerie Tale Never Told  &  Orchid Lament's Diaries

"As a person and an artist I think what I truly am, is a person who fell off the reality bus a long time ago. Not necessarily by choice, but simply because I don’t think there ever was a seat on the bus for me to begin with. Left handed, right brained, sexually deviant, morally challenged, and complexly ruled by a fevered imagination that allows no mundane thought action or deed to intrude in my spiral into the Faerie Realm.

I’m all about the fabulous the beautiful the strange the Wyrd and the Phantasmagorical.

I believe and I know that I have spent most of my life in the presence of the Fine Faerie Fae. WE get along They borrow my stuff and they drive me Insane. Insane in a good way. I’m the one that gave up fighting it entirely. From my early childhood when all I wanted to do was run away and join a Drag show. To today, where I have run away and joined the Drag show, I realize that my path has been just wee bit different than folks I meet on a day-to-day basis.

I’m caught up in the wonder and the beauty and the sheer fabulous of what’s going on behind the scenes that keeps this wonderful universe hurling further into the unknown and close to the speed of Light. I finally believe that my goals and the goals of the universe are finally in sync. Expand, spin and fly outward with no fear of what we might run into, I can't see the line between dreams and science. Fact and fantasy. I can’t see the lines between faiths and beliefs.

It all just happens for me and I follow my muse. Painting, sculpting, writing and performing for her and your entertainment. I don’t know, maybe it is not a degree from some prestigious art school, but it is my life such as it is.

I can no more not be The Faerie Queen Orchid Lament and all that might mean than a Republican could stop being a greedy killjoy jerk. I follow my nature. And I’m all about inviting you to do the same. Finally yes it is true I really do know that I’m truly a faerie. Hence the title.

Still working on the sustained flight, but give me time.

Carpe Noctum"


Orchid has been a member of Enchanted Folk since September 2007

members.enchantedfolk.com/orchidlament

Can the Faeries tell a story or what?

Can the Faeries tell a story or what?

Tue, Mar 31, 2009

Please, just for second, hold the images displayed here in your head. Put the elements together, and in your mind’s eye place it in front of you and above you. Then wander around it. If the spell is working right, the character will come to life. And you the narrator will begin to weave the tale in your mind.

Watching the Faeries Dance

Watching the Faeries Dance

Tue, Mar 31, 2009

Orchid is not an overt magical creature. Her backdrop is a warped reality not unlike the one outside your doors. The magic that Orchid wields is simply the magic of absolute blind faith and unstoppable convictions. I hope you enjoy her. I know I love being her.

Watching the Faeries Dance

Tue, Jun 30, 2009

Dear Diary,
 I could feel it coming of course, but now being a Faerie I knew that I had to eventually try and fly. Somehow I couldn't help myself as I climbed the stairs to the roof of the Tabor Building Down Town. It wasn't particularly high, maybe five stories... But still when I got to the edge of the roof I froze. The
 ground was so far away and the concrete looked like such an Unyielding medium. Whereas my poor 
little Fae Body seemed so gooshy and ever so splatable.

Dear Diary - Day 217

Wed, Sep 30, 2009

"Do you have any idea how much I wished when I was kid that I could hang out with Endora from Bewitched? Can you imagine the cool things she must have done when she wasn't tormenting Darren... Well I did."

Watching the Fairies Dance

Wed, Dec 30, 2009

Dear Diary, I made a friend. His name is Mathias Stark. He's a runaway; I met him while he was doing a crime. Very Exciting.

Watching the Fairies Dance

Tue, Mar 30, 2010

Dear Diary, I heard someone in the Darkness. A sibilant whisper, "What are youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?" I looked around as best I could in the absolute blackness, which was in point of fact, not at all. "What are you?" I inquired back.

Watching the Faeries Dance

Wed, Jun 30, 2010

Mathias and I took off to find Namby and Pamby right after breakfast. Which consisted of a dumpster dive behind the Burger King.