— — the giants the hayfield carries on Sunday.
“A red dairy barn turned puppet museum on a hill farm in Glover, deep in Vermont's Northeast Kingdom. Peter Schumann started Bread and Puppet on the Lower East Side in 1963 and moved the company here in 1974, onto a 140-acre former dairy. The barn holds papier-mâché giants stacked twenty feet high, kings and birds and washerwomen, some of them fifty years old. On summer Sundays the company performs in the hayfield and serves dense sourdough rye with garlic aioli, free, the same bread Schumann has been baking by hand for sixty years.
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Bread and Puppet Theater sits on Route 122 in Glover, Vermont, in Orleans County deep in the Northeast Kingdom. Peter Schumann and his wife Elka founded the company in 1963 on New York's Lower East Side and moved it to a former dairy farm in Glover in 1974. The company works across roughly 140 acres of pasture and forest, with the old dairy barn converted into one of the largest puppet museums in the world, free to walk through. The company is a National Endowment for the Arts honoree.
The season runs Memorial Day through late October. Free Sunday performances in the hayfield happen most summer weekends at 3:00 PM, with a circus show plus a pageant in the field at dusk. The bread is dense sourdough rye, baked in a wood-fired outdoor oven from Schumann's own starter, served free with garlic aioli at every show. The museum barn is open daily 10:00 AM to 6:00 PM in season. Off-season the company tours, with hundreds of shows in over thirty countries since 1963.
The museum is the quiet draw. Three storeys of stacked papier-mâché figures fill the old hay barn, some standing twenty feet, some hanging from the rafters, painted in raw cobalt, ochre, and white. Kings, generals, washerwomen, fiddlers, birds, a Madonna with the moon on her arm. Many are fifty years old, sagging gently, repaired in the same hand-mixed flour-and-water paste Schumann uses for the new ones. There is no signage, no admission, no audio guide. Most visitors walk through it once and then go back in.