Two worlds exist atop one another… the ordinary and the world of magical thinking. People often describe me as artistic, I married a very creative man, and we are blessed with very imaginative parents. Thanks to our upbringing we grew up in our own wonderlands. A world of magical thinking.
This world of magical thinking comes naturally to children. They dream, create. When Beckett lost his ‘cozy’ he envisioned a world of sneaky robbers. “Can robbers punch through glass?” He asked, worried they would return.
As grown ups our instinct is to snuff the candle of imagination. “No there are no robbers, your cozy was under a pile of laundry.” But Derek and I grew up with pirates, paint, and rigs to riches.
We stand on the door to the holidays, with the most magical of all, Halloween. Each year a branch of our family tree turns their beautiful property in Mapleton into the best private spook-alley you can imagine. See our video above that doesn’t come close to doing it justice. Hands held on dirt paths. We meander through darkness and fog… their collection of 101 carved jack O’ lanterns lighting our way. Resplendent with authentic antique prison cells, hearse wagons (complete with horse skeleton), bewitched carnival rides, and freak show memorabilia. Needless to say every year we are amazed and the kids are scared.
The Sheranian family believes in the world of magical thinking and is one of its most gifted architects. Thank you for bringing the holidays to life by celebrating the dead.