HERE WAS A KNOCK on the door of photojournalist Rick
Falco's tiny motel room. He opened it to find 3 figures dressed
in black. Their leader spoke: "Come with us."
THE STORY BEGAN weeks earlier when, piqued by a New
York Times article on Wicca, Falco contacted one of the religion's
High Priests in Salem, Mass.
A MEETING OF ELDERS was called. The purpose: to decide
whether Falco should be allowed to photograph the wiccan community.
DECISION was not unanimous, but some agreed to let Falco
in. "Unless you can connect," he says, "you can not take good
pictures. You have to let them into your world before they
let you into theirs."
SOON HE HAD developed a rapport with the Wiccans, who
allowed him inside their "sacred circle" where he was witness
to private ceremonies and even an initiation - events Falco
says "no outsider has on film."