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Sunday, February 9, 2020

The Mermaid

09 FEB 2020

[Today's post is a continuation from the last post, with some more mermaid information gleaned from the internets and inspired by the Mythic Creatures exhibit at the Witte Museum in San Antonio, TX] 

One of the mythic creatures highlighted by the Witte Museum’s special exhibit was Lasirenn, the mermaid. This caught my eye, because the Spanish translation for mermaid is La Sirena. La Sirena is also one of the cards in Lotería, the traditional Spanish lottery game, also known as Mexican Bingo. She is card number six.

Lotería is a lot like Bingo, but the caller not only calls out the number on the card, but he or she also says a little rhyme or riddle about the picture on the card as well. Here's an example of what might be said when La Sirena is pulled: 

"Numero Seis! La sirena! Con los cantos de sirena, no te vayas a marear."
Number 6! The Mermaid! Don’t be swayed by the songs of the mermaid.

But the Spanish La Sirena of Lotería fame was not the La Sirenn at the Witte. This La Sirenn was the mermaid of the people of the island nation of Haiti. Lasirenn has various spellings: Lasiren, La Siren, or Lasyrene. She is one of the three Ezili sisters in Haitian mermaid myths. All three symbolize female power and problems but only Lasirenn is actually a mermaid. She is the mystical mermaid living underwater. There was a Haitian Voodoo chant about Lasirenn at the exhibit: 


Original (Haitian French):
Lasyrenn, Labalenn,
Chapo’m tombe nan lanme’.
M’ap fé karés ak Lasyrenn,
Chapo’m tombe nan lanme’.
M’ap fe dodo ak Lasyrenn,
Chapo’m tombe nan lanme’.

To see Lasirenn underwater is like catching a glimpse of something mysterious, something huge, powerful and sudden. The repeated line in the poem, " My hat falls into the sea" means you're about to be consumed by an insight and/or drown!

Lasirenn is described in opposites: she is black and white. She is also Labalenn, the whale (killer whales are also black and white). She is usually nice, but she storms like the sea in her aspect as a whale. As a woman, her hair is black or blonde, but always very long and shiny. She is always combing her long hair, as in other mermaid myths. She is related to the African goddess Mami Wata in form and attributes.

In her mermaid myths, Lasirenn captures people and pulls them underwater. As poetic as “My hat falls into the sea” sounds, it means to follow Lasirenn underwater. Some merely drown, others return alive but altered by their time with the sea goddess. Most of the returnees are women. Those who follow Lasirenn disappear for three days, three weeks, or three years and when they return they are changed. Their skin is paler (a big deal in the Haitian culture), their hair longer and straighter, and they have gained secret knowledge of healing. These returnees are disoriented after their time with Lasirenn. At first, they cannot speak and don't even remember what happened to them. After some time the story emerges, of being instructed by Lasirenn under the water.
Where does she live? Under the sea? No. She lives on the other side of the mirror. She appears white and black. Where did you see her? Ah, you were on the other side of the mirror! 

Artwork from the Smithsonian American Art Museum: 
Michael Cummings, Haitian Mermaid # 2, 1996, machine pieced, quilted, and appliquéd commercial and hand-dyed cotton, synthetic and antique fabrics, found objects, sequins, and beads, Smithsonian American Art Museum, Gift of Dorothy Dent Goodson, 2002.59

Most images of La Sirenn show her with a mirror and a comb. Mr. Cummings displays an interesting take on the myth. I am ever grateful to the Witte Museum for opening up my eyes to this version of the mermaid myth. Who knows what stories I will spin based on my trip to the Witte, but I definitely will keep in mind that all creatures, even mermaids, can come in all shapes, sizes, and colors.

Sunday, January 26, 2020

Back to Fantasy

26JAN2020




I'm ready to get back to fantasy! I've been working the last few months on a crime short with fantasy elements, but I am itching to get back to full-on fantasy story writing. 

Picture to the left was taken at the Mythical Creatures exhibit at the Witte Museum in San Antonio, Texas. Great place, and even greater exhibit. I learned so much! There were griffins there, dragons, Haitian mermaids, crazy sea stories (one of which I will detail later) and all other sorts of wonderful things. I went with family, which made it all the better.
Figurehead: A classic ship's mermaid


Sedna
Sedna was a strange tale. Not sure if I would classify it as a mermaid tale, but it is a tale of the ocean, and Sedna is pictured sometimes with webbed fingers, or no fingers, depending. 

The story concerns a goddess that, depending on which version of the tale, is involved in various things, like getting married to a bird, or a dog, or not wanting to get married at all. At some point in all of the stories, Sedna travels by kayak with her father (or sometimes other beings). During the voyage, Sedna somehow ends up hanging over the side of the kayak, gripping onto it for dear life. But her father, caring person that he is, chops at her hands (in the tales, this is usually because the pair are caught in the middle of a storm and he is trying to save himself by getting rid of Sedna, or she has done something bad and this is her punishment). Sedna's plump fingers are chopped off one by one. Hack hack hack. Thanks Dad! 

But the strangeness doesn't end there. Her bits of fingers, now bleeding and floating free in the ocean, turn into seals, walruses and whales. Bereft of her fingers, Sedna cannot hold onto the kayak and sinks to the ocean depths. She becomes a goddess of the sea and the Inuit underworld. Inuit hunters pray to her for a successful hunt of her 'fingers'. Inuit women perform a ritual of combing Sedna's hair in order to placate the angry goddess so she will release the seals and whales for the hunt.

Also, though I have no idea why, the name Sedna has been given to a planetoid that wanders around our solar system, further out than Pluto. Go figure.


Saturday, October 15, 2016

Mermaids

I love mermaids. Part of it is being a sailor, but I also just love the idea of mermaids, such fantastical creatures. If I ever own a bar, there shall be a sign that says, "Mermaids Drink Free".

I mention my love of mermaids today because I came across a wonderful mermaid story by Caitlin Horrocks in an old file. Titled Mermaid Parade. That's the sort of story I want to write. Not sure if the story can be found online somewhere. I do know the link on her page (Caitlin Horrocks) is dead. Great story though. I'll have to read the rest of her works someday.

Pic for today is a mermaid by one of the best fantasy artists around!