Amerikin Carnival
A Ritual Homecoming in Three Parts
AMERIGO BROTHERS CIRCUS
See the last great display of majesty in American history. The most daring performers in the world take on the twin bulls of freedom and prosperity. Will they make it to the finish line?
Performers Needed. Apply Here.
Great lakes games & Attractions
Amerikin Carnival
A Ritual homecoming in Three Parts
Something is in the soil.
We can’t see it, we can’t smell it, but many of us can feel it. It’s slowly been seeping in every direction, killing the life that’s rooted there.
What is is has many names – none are wrong, yet none are fully right. How we come to know it depends on where we are and how long it’s been amongst us changing how we breath, what we know, and whom we see. Some call it greed, some call it modernity, some call it hate, some call it supremacy. What we name it doesn’t change or stop it. The only way to do that is to feel it.
What if…
The threads that’ve held us together are longer lasting than the palette red, white, and blue?
The dream that’s kept us alive needs releasing of personal fantasy to find the forever story?
The virus inside us is already dying and to survive we must remember our return?
Page Art Credits:
Basin of Memories by Thomlin Swan
Part 1
[What binds us blinds us.]
Part 2
[What breaks us remakes us.]
Old world’s fair
JAZZ
FUNERAL
Arrogance and Apathy are taking their last breaths – they need a proper burial. Let’s show them off with celebration, surrender, and style.
Street Musicians and Preachers Needed. Apply Here.
deity
dances
Do you dig where your tears fall? Then you, my friend, are in the diaspora of diggers whose dream is to dance with the deities of dirt, dandelions, and dust. These dances shake loose single stories of good v. evil, winner v. loser, mighty v. meek. Do you really know whose land you’re in?
Poets, Historians, Choreographers, Cartographers, Whisperers, Writers, Survivors Needed. Apply Here.
MedicinE
migration
Get on your walking shoes, your rolling wheels, or your rowing oars: we’re going on a journey! Ancestors are beckoning us to break borders and move with the spirit inside. We’re gonna make a wake of mending mischief. Every step a prayer of communal preparation.
Storytellers, Sailors, Skaters, Walkers, Rowers, Bikers, and Songleaders Needed. Apply Here.
Part 3
[What mends us blends us.]