Nobody, apparently, knows who these Victorian-era witches were. Of course, some have argued that they were just respectable Victorian matrons playing dress-up for some reason.
But I would like to think that they were actual witches. They thrived in that strange era of respectability fetish and furniture legs ruffled for ‘modesty’ but with bordellos everywhere. They look knowing, enigmatic and empowered.
Their demeanor is quite different to that of the standard Victorian photos.
Whenever I think of the Victorian era, I think of the Gemini Queen married to her Cousin but in love with her servant. Also, the heart-rending Black Beauty, and Oscar Wilde’s brittle, witty urbanity. Then I think of maidenhair ferns, seances by gaslight and automatic writing.
“The Victorian era,” wrote author Jonathan Auxier, “was perhaps the last point in Western history when magic and science were allowed to coexist.”
In 1875, when this picture was taken, Pluto and Neptune were in Taurus, while Uranus was in Leo – they could have hidden in plain sight. They could have been the founders of Neptunian Life Coaching.
We don’t hear much about Victorian-era witches Was it because there weren’t any? Or because they were fantastic at keeping secrets?