The Yellow Mill is the color of lemons, nestled on the Grand Morin river. If you'll be in Paris in the coming year or two, you'll want to plan to visit this whimsical, playful, happy place. It is just about an hour away from Paris, in Crécy la Chapelle.
Swarming with intense creativity, this is the house of the famous Russian master clown and legend, Slava Polunin. As a performance artist, Slava is rather famous for stage spectacles such as Slava's Snowshow, a modern theatre classic and winner of the Lawrence Olivier Award in 1998. His events and festivals at his French residence are no less stunning than you might imagine.
At the Yellow Mill, there are three marvels: the garden theatre, the house theatre, and live theatre. All will impress, all will transport you, and all are intended to drench your senses with joy-filled experiences. They are entwined and overlapping, robust and elegant.
The Grand Morin river flows through the garden area, where you may happen upon a gyspy roulette, statues, walls to walk through, fairytale bedrooms - even a temple built by Buddhist monks. The gardens resemble a kaleidoscope, or to be more accurate, there are five kaleidoscopic gardens. And it is within the gardens that the festivals and events planned for The Yellow Mill happen.
The house theatre is quite special, and usually very private. It houses the artists, artisans, employees - and those who Slava invites to stay. After a renovation in 2014, each room evokes its own entire atmosphere based on the imagination, childhood, memories, and travels of its owner. Babouchka, the grandmother, is a small apartment in the house, entirely done in lace and blue and white porcelain; like a faded memory.
The live theatre might include the performances of Slava and his company of artists, and certainly would include the participants' enthusiasm for the art and joy of play. This year's season at The Yellow Mill concludes on October 4th with the Orange Autumnal Festival, where visitors are greeted by rabbits and carrots and led into the garden of unusual and fantastical costumed creatures. Of course there will be party food and music, and a celebration of Slava himself.
This is perfect medicine for the world weary; a marvelous antidote for creative souls who spend a good portion of their lives in mainstream endeavors. And all the magic and abundance, the over-the-top gracious beauty is the brainchild of Slava, whose imagination and creativity flows endlessly.