Fiddler's Green Lil 'zine: The Ring of Truth
Fiddler's Green Lil 'zine: The Ring of Truth
Art & Magic for Tea-Drinking Anarchists, Convivial Conjurors & Closeted Optimists
The Casting and Use of the Magic Circle by Clint Marsh
36 pages, with a full-color copper-foiled cover and fourteen black-and-white illustrations by Alice Cao
To Court the Miraculous
“The treasure I’m after isn’t silver or gold. I don’t want to know how to turn invisible, and I’m not in search of my one true love. I’m making the circle because I want to open a window between this world and the magical one, the place where elves and dreams of flight are born.”
Haunted by fascination, a teenage boy undertakes an ancient ritualistic working for answers to questions unfathomable by science and religion. Submitting himself to the mysteries of the magic circle, he risks spiritual sacrifice in a gamble to step into adulthood without the loss of childhood wonder.
Clint Marsh’s candid memoir serves as a guide for anyone yearning for a more magical way of engaging with life. By turns personal and practical—complete with a five-point system for crafting your own magic circle—this essay features dreamlike illustrations by Alice Cao.
Size: 7.5” x 5”
Fiddler’s Green Peculiar Parish Magazine was born of a languid afternoon of conversation on a sunny tavern lawn. Taking its name from the pleasant afterlife dreamed into being by sailors, cavalrymen, and other adventurous spirits, Fiddler’s Green gathers friends, good cheer, and a bit of magic to create a better world not someday, but now.
In ecclesiastical terms, the word “peculiar” refers to a district outside the jurisdiction of the church. It’s also a good word for describing my own view of reality, and likely yours as well. And so here is a “peculiar parish magazine” for anyone who doesn’t feel the need to have their inner life directed by others. If it is peculiar that we wish to govern our bodies and souls ourselves, then let us be peculiar.
The conversation continues, and there is room for you in it. Each of us is on our own journey, both in this world and whatever lies beyond it. Sometimes the path is well lit; at other times it is obscured. Your wanderings have brought you here, and I hope you’ll stray for a while with me and the other souls gathered at Fiddler’s Green.
Clint Marsh
