About 25 minutes along the road from the house of my parents-in-law in Vermont, USA there lies a large but unassuming barn which is a perennial inspiration to me. A week ago I visited it again.

The
Bread and Puppet museum is a storehouse of hundreds of 'puppets' (many are enormous) made and used by
this radical theatre group since it was founded in New York City in 1962.
The place fizzes with imagination, ideas and passionate ideals. This is utterly accessible 'people's art' produced collectively and
very cheaply using papier mache, scrap wood etc. while at the same time creating things that are often surprisingly beautiful, moving, disturbing, even awe-inspiring.





Of course the way to really see the puppets is in the local parades or else in the 'circuses' (with new writing and puppets each year) that take place on sunday afternoons in the grounds next to the museum:
