Showing posts with label Dark Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dark Art. Show all posts

Friday, April 2, 2010 Shadow Farm in a Box!

In the deepest recesses of the mailbox today stood a small box. The shadows and cobwebs made it difficult to be sure, but I thought for a second that it moved...
It was the prize delivered from Dave the Dead's Shadow Farms Easter Giveaway!!
From the moment you open the box you know it's gonna be good!

After you tear away the roaches, flies, spiders, bats and mice you get to the meat of the matter.
































What a great lift for the day! The characters are exactly as I imagined and the care in packaging really made it like Christmas morning. Thanks a million Dave!!
Check out Dave's Shadow Farm on Etsy!

Saturday, March 27, 2010 The Shadow Farm II: Dave the Dead

One last artery gush for Dave the Dead, before I tourniquet this series.
Sure, check out his sculptures and props; but do yourself a favor and read some of his short stories as well. Like everything else, they are twitchy, in a casually desperate voice.
I recommend warming up with I died yesterday.

I can't close a Dave post without featuring an image of one of his old-school characters: Frau Trauermarsch

Thursday, March 25, 2010 The Shadow Farm

My vow to quietly resent truly talented people has been suspended for this post.
Not very long ago I stumbled upon and was blown away by several yard haunt pieces made by Dave the Dead. While most of us were making props Dave was making art. Since then he has developed the Shadow Farm blog and Etsy shop to showcase a greater variety of his work.

Dave is featuring these beautiful Easter Eggs for his Shadow Farm Easter 2010 Giveaway.


Treat yourself to original art in the spirit of the haunt and visit his blog and shop.

Saturday, March 20, 2010 Revenge of Old House at Kents Store

Fate once again brought us to the Old House at Kents Store. Sadly it remains for sale and its condition worsens. As I walked behind the kitchen (a detached building to the rear of the house) I heard something rustling inside. As if the place wasn't scary enough, a large vulture jumped from inside and perched in the second floor window! I couldn't get a picture before he made his way into a tree.
If you look closely you can see his silhouette crouched in the middle of the photo.

Some shots of a few of the other outbuildings.



























Friday, January 22, 2010 Bloody Head Friday

A good friend showed me this specimen before soaking. It's a meaty and bloody skull but its tone and texture is compelling.





Friday, November 20, 2009 Tradegy in US History Museum

It was the late 80's when I stumbled upon the "Tragedy in US History Museum" in St. Augustine, Florida. It was a roadside attraction built on sheer vision, spliced seamlessly into the home of Buddy Hough and his wife. Buddy was the kind of genius who somehow knew to buy the entire contents of Lee Harvey Oswald's boarding room and recreate it in his home. He had the instinct to acquire the ambulance that carted Oswald after Ruby shot him, plus a Lincoln Continental that Kennedy was in 'hours before he was shot'. Buddy also possessed the commitment to reinforce the floor in his home so he could park them in his living room, and a dream was born.

In the backyard he built sheds with plexi walls to house the death cars of Jayne Mansfield and Bonnie & Clyde. Never mind that Jayne's death car was a different make and model than the newspaper clipping about the accident, or that Bonnie & Clyde's might have been a movie prop. Besides, there is a fiberglass cow and Spanish prison with real skeletons to look at.

The Tragedy museum closed in the late 90's after Buddy passed away. His collection was sold off to the relief of the St. Augustine Tourist Board.
The displays weren't always what they claimed to be, but walking through their kitchen looking at shrunken heads and murder weapons while Buddy and his wife watched TV was a genuine experience.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009 Bride of Old House at Kents Store

A haunted friend recognized the old house from our previous post and sent us a few of their photos of the place. Thanks!!

This shot really shows off the house. Its straight roof line is amazing given the apparent condition of the foundation


Interior shot of a first floor room. The piano is the perfect touch, isn't it?


This shot of a second floor bedroom with one of the collapsed chimneys is distressing. Without intervention this gem will be down soon.


And finally, it is time to play what do you see in the window? Look closely!

Saturday, September 19, 2009 Saturday Morning Casket Gazing

It always makes me wonder when a friend calls because they saw a casket at a sale and knew I would want to look at it. But of course he was right and it was worth it to see this unusual little gem. The people selling it estimated it at about 125 years old.



The casket is unusually small (at around 5 feet) but larger than a child's coffin. The seller claimed that a small woman had it made for herself but then moved "out west" and did not take it with her.
The details make this specimen special. The removable viewing panel for the head always creeps me out. All of the original coffin screws are present, complete with decorative hardware.



There is some damage but nothing to indicate any serious structural problem. I haven't seen pin striping on a coffin before, and it adds a bizarre flair.



The sticker said $350, and it is probably worth it. When you already have two in storage, you aren't willing to spend that much for the privilege of storing a third. Sure is pretty though.

Saturday, September 12, 2009 Chilling, Thrilling Sounds of the Haunted House!!


In 1962 Disney released "Chilling, Thrilling Sounds of the Haunted House" in glorious Monophonic. Sickie Ickie over at HauntForum had this LP for sale and I had to get it. Way too many hours of my youth were spent listening to this record on an old blue plastic clam-shell record player. In fact I hold this record responsible for my lifelong "Halloween kick" (as my family calls it).

It is cool to see that many folks hold an unhealthy fascination for this record. Check out the 3-D recreation of the album cover by Ray Keim over at Haunted Dimensions.

To listen to the tracks check out DavesWorld56 site.

There is something about listening to raw vinyl. The pops and clicks are something I have sorely missed.

Sunday, August 23, 2009 Maplewood Cemetery

We visited beautiful Maplewood Cemetery in nearby Gordonsville Virginia this weekend.

We visited this beautiful and peaceful place several times while we were dating.
This bench is where I proposed to my dear wife (and she accepted!).










































































































Sunday, August 9, 2009 Rey...a drop of golden sun

It was late and I was corpsing (applying construction adhesive and stain) the deer with bat wings project, when there was a whisper. In an almost imperceptible, sandy voice she said "They call me Rey and I have come to shine darkness across the land." Her talons clicked on the concrete as she hopped to the floor and she was clear of the garage door with just two beats of her wings.
Caroline came running with the camera just in time to get a few shots before Rey disappeared into the night sky.




























Thursday, July 2, 2009 Old House at Kents Store

















This beautiful old house is located at Kents Store Virginia. We wanted to share them with you but only had the cell for pictures.
































































There is a hole at the base of this old tree. A dark something darted into it as we approached. It appeared to be the size of a small child.


















We could hear a faint wail if we pressed our ear right up to the opening and stayed very still.

Saturday, June 27, 2009 Deer Corpse In Progress

We FINALLY have some progress to report on our deer corpse.
Two yards of bathing suit liner proved to be a good wing membrane, and the corpsing of the head and body have begun. Much left to do.