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Harry from Harbour Deep - a Mummer
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Carved out of basswood by Pam and hand-painted by Cara, Harry from Harbour Deep has been reproduced in a sort of pressed wood material that faithfully captures the detail, colours and charm of the original. The 2009 Harry from Harbour Deep is free-standing, about 10 inches in height, and will be signed and dated in a limited edition of 1200 figures.
Price: $49.99
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There’s something about mummers and the mummering tradition that appeals to the pagan and the child deep inside us. The Lords of Misrule rule. The uniquely weird and creative disguises, the mischief and fun embodied in the carryings-on, the way mummering is a metaphor for what is singular about Newfoundland--all contribute to the subject’s enduring appeal. That interest has led to the creation of our own mummer, Harry from Harbour Deep, of Heart’s Delight, crafted by Pam and Cara, of Cara's Joy, Upper Island Cove.
What's A Mummer?
Mummering is a centuries-old tradition, practiced mostly in the outports of Newfoundland during the 12 Days of Christmas. A group of mummers will disguise themselves, in person and voice, and set out for a night of mischief in their community, going from house to house. A man might dress as a woman or a woman as a man, a lace curtain or tea towel hides the face, clothes are worn inside out or backwards, underwear over outerwear, sporting odd shoes or mitts. They will knock on a neighbour's door and ask, on an ingress of breath, "Any mummers 'lowed in?" Once inside, a mummer might have a swally of rum, play the fiddle, accordion or ugly stick, and dance a jig or two with the lady of the house. Largely dying out in practice, mummering lives on fondly in the arts and crafts of Newfoundland today.
The season’s upon us, we're merry and gay,
There's talk that some Mummers are coming this way.
The kitchen is ready for family and fun--
Pop's got his fiddle, the party's begun.
Nan's toes are tapping, she jumps with a start,
A rap at the door has fluttered her heart!
"ANY MUMMERS 'LOWED IN?"
a voice calls through the night.....
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