Showing posts with label Freakshow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Freakshow. Show all posts

Friday, 7 November 2014

A visit to Blackpool's freakish past


Last week I visited Blackpool's Local History Library as part of my research for my tattooed lady project. I wanted to get a real feel for the sideshows and fairgrounds a tattooed lady from the past might have appeared in, and Blackpool, with it's entertainment history did not disappoint!

The library sits not far from where some of Blackpool's finest attractions have been drawing in excited crowds over the last century and more. Upstairs inside an unassuming room filled with filing cabinets and shelves crammed with books, I was lucky enough to learn something of the extraordinary world populated by robot men, starving brides and of course tattooed ladies.

Having access to the Cyril Critchlow collection and with helpful staff on hand I was soon immersed in a very different Blackpool to the one we know today. 


With no TV or home entertainment, the piers and promenades of the 19th and early 20th Century were heaving with amusements. 'The Golden Mile' written by Cryril Critchlow described the area as 'a strange conglomerate of wooden huts and canvas tents housing auctions of various orders of merit, photographers of every degree of ability, retailers of botanical beers, coffees and seafood, quack doctors, soothsayers, phrenologists and traditional gypsy fortune tellers. Then there were the swings, roundabouts, Aunt Sally stalls, rifle galleries and every sort of rough and ready amusements, the more freakish or macabre the sideshows the better the public liked it '.

I learned about a variety of the attractions on these freakish macabre sideshows, here are some of the best:

The Starving Bride (1930's): These young women were usually brides to be, or newly weds, sometimes joined by their spouses in a public display of starvation! Offered large sums of money they would forgo food for days or even weeks and be exhibited in glass cases for the fascinated crowds. In one particularly morbid photo a middle aged couple gaze down smiling at the diminished figure lying in her large glass coffin like case.

Anatomy exhibits (1920-60's): Showing at Louis Tussauds, the anatomies on display varied from the head of an Eyptian mummy to a freak of nature; a man found in the family way! The young man in question was actaully pregnant with his conjoined unborn twin sister.

One excerpt I especially enjoyed from the anatomy exhibits catalogue of 1949 read, 'This full length Florentine model of Louise Lateau posesses more than ordinary interest and for the truthfulness of this strange story I am about to relate I beg to inform the public that more than 100 physicians and other scientific gentlemen and professors of universities in Belgium have put Louise Lateau through every test that could be devised. These men of science have borne testimony to the following facts...'

It transpires Miss Lateau suffered from stigmata and ecstatic fits, but if they'd just put that in the catalogue it wouldn't have been half so entertaining!


The Robot Man (1950's): a mind reading robot man who could answer any question thrown at him. The poster advertising him read, 'Actually made in South Africa, A replica of the Robot shown to the Royal Family of England, Is this another Frankenstein Monster? How does it get it's knowledge? Can it get out of control? Can he answer your question? Come and see for yourself'.'

Other freakish favourites along the Golden Mile included: La Belle Eve, a teenage stripper! A child from Accrington born with no arms but could knit with her feet, Alf Pyott who stood ony two feet high and Mavoureen, the Irish woman who weighted 33 stone. 

All these characters perfectly fit our idea of the circus style sideshows from the past but they wouldn't be complete without a tattooed lady. Tanya the Tattooed Lady, real name Gillian Butterworth, was a former wall of death rider, who invited customers to try and rub her tattoos off to prove they were genuine. (Anyone who fancied their own tattoo after seeing hers could step outside to a kiosk where Price Eugene, a real prince, would give the choice of a clipper ship, a dragon or a nude woman on the upper arm. The figure would wiggle when the muscle was flexed). Another tattooed lady was the 'World Famous' Gipsy Castella who performed on her lute to the fascinated crowds as early as 1910.


One of things that stands out for me most from these weird and wonderful figures is that many had a story attached to them. As strange as it seems it wasn't enough to be an oddity, you had to be an oddity with something extra to capture the public's imagination. Whether that was being a poor little virgin bride starving away before her life had truely begun, or a stigmata phenomanon who has stumped the finest minds in Europe. Even the Robot Man, a real draw in the era of Science Fiction, proclaimed he had been shown to royalty to add a certain glamour.

The tattooed people of the sideshow, pulled huge crowds partly for their blatantly marked bodies, but also had their talents and speils. As my visit to Blackpool proved a good story is half of the show and I've got some great inspiration towards my own contemporary tattooed lady!

Tuesday, 14 October 2014

Tales of Love and Regret


Imagine it's 1929, and that the travelling fair has just reached your town. You've heard so many things about it that you can't wait to visit and experience it all for yourself.

You've never travelled anywhere, not been far from home or ever seen much of the world, but suddenly a whole train of new people with exotic lifestyles sets up temporary camp on your doorstep.

That first night the sky is lit up with coloured lights and the air is filled with the squeals and delighted screams of your friends riding the big wheel and the ghost train. Every one of your senses is assaulted; you smell the tang of sweat from the boxing ring and you can still taste the syrupy toffee apple stuck to your teeth.

As you search for the next entertainment you eyes are caught by a bright billboard outside a tent, it reads, 'The Living Art Gallery - To be seen ALIVE!' 

Your interest is completely piqued, you pay your admittance fee and join the back of a small crowd waiting for the red velvet curtains in front of them to part. 

'Ladies and gentlemen prepare yourselves for a sight that goes against every notion of civilized culture. It should never have been allowed, but let her tell you herself about how an innocent young woman has been transformed into the extaordinary exhibit you shall witness this very night. I present to you, The Tattooed Lady!'

The curtains part, the small crowd gasps and you own eyes widen in shock. There on the low stage striking the most confident of poses stands a woman in a barely there costume. But she looks fully clothed, for every inch of skin below her neckline is covered in colouful pictures. You glimpse sailing ships on her chest, eagles swooping across her collar bones and flags and flowers playing down her arms.

It repulses you yet fascinates you at the same time. How could this have happened? Why would a woman let this outrageous thing be done to herself? But your curiosity doesn't have long to wait, for as you crane your neck to get a better view, the Lady bids you all welcome and asks you to step closer to hear her adventures, her travails and her tales of love and regret...

Welcome to my new project, The Tattooed Lady; Tales of Love and Regret. This work is inspired by heart break, break ups and the dark side of the fun fair and is to be shown as part of a group show in Manchester's new arts venue HOME next spring.

Join the facebook page HERE


I am fascinated by tattoos and those images of tattooed women from the early 20th Century are especially exciting to me as they would have been so shocking and disturbing to the public of their day. I find the aesethic is so uncontrived and beautiful that I couldn't help but be drawn to them as a starting point for my work.

This project aims to create a contemporary tattooed lady based on modern tales of love gone wrong. 

There are many reasons to be tattooed for love; teenage impulse, obsession with a celebrity or even a brand or character, and of course, getting inked in honour of your true love. But not all these reasons stick, even if the marks they leave are lasting. 

To create this work, I want to hear YOUR stories of love tattoos you now regret. Please share them either on the FACEBOOK page or anonymously through the form on my WEBSITE.

These stories will go on to inspire the finished work and your input will go on to create something beautiful and exciting for others to experience much in the same way as the audience of the travelling fair of the past.

More to come...