Saturday, December 01, 2007

House on the Rock, Part the Sixth... but first...



As they say, the best laid plans... Nope, I didn't even get halfway to my goal for finishing the novel. HOWEVER, I have been working on it, bit by freakin' bit, and I'm going to try to get that first draft in the bag by the end of the year so that I can at least vary my resolution list just a tad. I'll post updates when it seems to make sense, and I promise a December 31 update--which I HOPE will present a satisfactory outcome.

Now, back to the House on the Rock!

After the Organ Room (the exploration of which includes a respite at a new (to us) cafe off a side passage, complete with restrooms decorated in that incomparable HOTR style), the HOTR visitor is funneled into a massive display of doll houses, watched over by--you guessed it!--creepy dead-eye dolls.



True to HOTR form, this is not a display of three or four elaborately appointed doll houses. Oh no. This is a veritable TOWN of doll houses, done up--both exterior and interior--in a host of different styles. Victorian? Edwardian? Queen Anne? Saltbox? Tudor? Craftsman? Cape Cod? Georgian? Manhattan brownstone? HOTR has them all and more. The doll houses and their meticulously detailed miniature furnishings are quite fascinating, but the sheer volume is overwhelming. And, if you haven't caught on to this already, overwhelming is the lynchpin of the HOTR experience. Now, the looming full-sized dead-eyed dolls add the requisite air of the macabre to this display, but there is something else that plays into the general weirdness of the doll house rooms, and that is the preponderance of miniature details under glass:

The wispy lady at her dressing table...



Daddy Warbucks in his dotage, wondering why the heck Little Orphan Annie never calls...



And this poor stiff, who it appears is about to become his cocker spaniel's next meal.



These are only a FEW of the disturbing scenes set for the wide-eyed tourist on his or her trek through the doll houses.

But these are just the beginning of Jordan's infatuation with the miniature. Prepare yourself, dear reader, for the Circus Rooms!



I have to confess that the miniature circus displays are among my favorite portions of House on the Rock. They are so detailed and complete and colorful that they charm me every time. Here is a detail from the largest three-ring circus on display:



Also on display are smaller circuses, circus trains, and just about all the side tents and animal and performers' quarters you could think of--and some more besides. Here is the model of the dressing tent:



So cool.

Of course, our man Alex could not simply confine the circus theme to his considerable collection of miniatures--oh my, my, no. He had to regale his visitors with another multi-story hangar-sized arena, complete with performer bedecked pachyderm



and enormous babe-packed circus wagon.



The wagon itself has a small brass combo--an assemblage of (I'm sure you will agree) dummies that are quite, um, the lookers...



But the music in the room is provided by this orchestra of dummies--some of which may look kind of familiar.



On different trips to this roadside Mecca, I've noticed mannequins who bear striking resemblance to Nancy Reagan, Bill Clinton, Richard Nixon...

As if elephants and wagons and orchestras are not enough, what the HOTR literature touts as the world's most complete collection of Baranger Motions--mechanical displays that graced the windows of jewelry stores on Main Streets throughout the U.S.A. back in the mid-20th century. If you are of a *certain* age, you may well see one that you remember from YOUR local jeweler.



They are quite charming, and many feature some twist on the bride-and-groom motif, but there are so many on display here (and so many duplicates) that by the time you're ready to leave the Circus Room, your eyes are glazing over. Don't let them glaze TOO much, though, because there is more.

We're nearing the end of the tour, believe it or not, but we still have the galleries to go through. And the one room that gives me the mega-creeps.

Stay tuned!

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6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Cath! Ah, I *so* want to return to HOTR! I hear it a-callin' from across the wide prairie!

You sure do have a way with words in describing the place. You should moonlight for "Roadside America." No kidding, you're turns of phrases are hoots!!!

And congrats on making strides with da book!

Beth

7:21 AM  
Blogger Cathy VanPatten said...

Well you know... If I had my druthers (and where the hell does that word come from, anyway?), I'd be writing travel pieces for a living. Of course, just as with fiction or any other kind of writing, very few people actually make ends meet doing ONLY the type(s) of writing they really love.

Thanks for the compliment!

10:34 AM  
Blogger Anne Marie@Married to the Empire said...

Really, who needs haunted houses at Halloween? This place appears to be the stuff of nightmares. Is it really this creepy, or are you just a master at presenting it as such? I'm now finding myself wanting to visit this place just to experience a good scare!

So what if you didn't reach your writing goal? At least you wrote! I think that's the main goal, anyway.

12:08 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's really that creepy...at least to imaginations such as Cath's, mine, and many creative folks who venture there! :) Not *scary* but just twisted and bizarre enough to fill your mind with all sorts of strange wonderings!!

3:06 PM  
Blogger Cathy VanPatten said...

What Beth said. I don't think the management necessarily aim for creepy, in that they want it to be a place of wonder as opposed to a haunted house. But so much of it would fit right into a haunted "place" movie or story (Beth?). The problem would be making people believe such a place could exist in the first place!

There's a lot about it that really is cool and charming--I love the really bad calliopes and music machines just out of what a former comedian of my acquaintance used to call a highly developed "sense of nar." And the miniature circuses are amazing (although the big circus room is nuts). And the doll houses--were they not presided over by the staring big dollies (not to mention the little miniature scenes)--are pretty innocuous.

It really is an amalgam of the sublime and the ridiculous, and often at that intersection lies, well, intense creepiness!

4:43 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It is interesting to compare the Circus Room with Circus World Museum in nearby Baraboo, WI. Have you been there?

1:59 PM  

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