Yes, yes…YES! I want to bake red velvet cake in these and eat right from the skull!
The brain icing is a nice touch.
Category: macabre
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I think the design could actually benefit from a few extra spikes. If you’re going to make a coffee machine that resembles a medieval mace, you gotta go ALL out. Am I right?
Strongly consider this design for your torture chamber or dungeon, where a standard “MR. Coffee” pot just wouldn’t do.
The best part of waking up is agony in your cup!
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This church in Ikitsuki, Japan contains a collection of stained glass windows constructed from the wings of over 30,000 butterflies.
I’m conflicted. The designs are lovely and painstakingly crafted…but I can’t get around the idea of 30,000 butterflies dying for them!
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If you celebrate it…have a lovely day!
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I have basically no chance of catching this performance, but it looks amazing. Chicago’s Redmoon Theater has brought back The Cabinet.
The Cabinet sets the story of the murderous Dr. Caligari and his somnambulist slave Cesare in an off-kilter world of puppetry and intricate machinery. Inspired by the 1919 German Expressionist silent film The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari, The Cabinet creates a wild, abstracted “cabinet of curiosities” in which five puppeteers manipulate and maneuver the characters and objects much as Caligari controls Cesare’s plight.
From the Coilhouse review:
The characters are played by exquisite glass-eyed puppets, manipulated by intricately costumed puppeteers…There’s a sense of charged symbiosis, with the performers moving in measured, clockwork rhythms, like antique automatons. They watch their puppets raptly, sometimes standing alongside them, sometimes hanging upside down, sometimes nearly out of sight. Gloved hands appear from around the edges of the stage; when a weapon appears, it is held out to the puppet with a long-handled silver hemostat. When there is a death, they unspool red ribbons of blood.
A short clip:
Anyone know of a way I could make an appeal for this production to come to NYC?
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A recent Boing Boing post inspired me to dig through my collection of Santa Muerte (Saint Death) images (and grab a new one or two).
I find myself drawn to Santa Muerte imagery because I’m fascinated by Mexcio’s colorful, celebratory reverence for death (a cultural phenomenon rarely exhibited in the US).
I’ve come across some wonderful displays and products.
Some have a slightly morbid flare…
If anyone knows a place in NYC (or online) where I might find some great Santa Muerte artifacts, please share!
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Funny how I just mentioned the hair dryer as a source of vulnerability for the so-called “Invincible Snowman.” Turns out my buddy Lee made a snowman, “Wheezy Joe,” who chose this method to end his own frosty life.
Man, he shot himself point blank with that dryer…
Is that…blue blood?
Ah, Lee…always the bringer of controversy. But we wouldn’t have it any other way.
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I apologize if this is in poor taste during such a warm, festive time of year. But I’m pretty floored by these edible marzipan babies.
Yes, these creepy little confections are made of sugar and almond meal. Not sure I could bring myself to eat one…
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Smack in the middle of Christmas crafting, I randomly made this. Vintage paper doll, a book of ghost stories yellowed with age…
I was thrilled to send it to my lovely doppelganger Sarah, along with my wishes of holiday cheer, of course.
And if you feel like hearing a nice, mildly baffling song about a nurse, here’s a great cover of the Failure song “The Nurse Who Loved Me.”
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Welcome to the uncanny valley. These singing robot heads (in an installation by Nathaniel Mellor) remind me of a horrific setup in a serial killer’s basement.
Don’t they look like the final scene in a Tales From the Crypt episode?
Here, let the Haunted Mansion singing busts show everyone how it’s done (a cappella):
SheWalksSoftly 