It’s that time again…my very favorite time of year…the countdown is on! I may intersperse some regular art with my Halloween offerings for the few people (though I can’t believe they exist) who are not Halloween obsessed.
Please share your favorite Halloween links with me (you’ll be credited if I post them, of course). Happy October!
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Now, this had to have started as a joke; overinflated egos toying with masses for fun. I could launch into a massive sociological tirade, but lucky for the folks at A.P.C. and the rash of gullible humans who forked over $120 for this thing…my typing abilities are currently restricted.
I don’t know what’s more discouraging: the fact that this shirt took a COLLABORATION to design (as if it were groundbreaking and not the most common, standard piece of clothing ever sold on this planet, and for under 10 bucks)…or the fact that it actually sold out.
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On Thursday, one of the dearest people in my life passed away: my lovely grandmother (a fellow Pisces, lover of seashells and all-things ocean, hence the following pics (source)).
Our time together was plentiful, and filled with smiles, laughter, hugs and “I love yous.” I feel a deeper sense of history in her home than my own. It was, from my first sparks of conscious memory to present day, the coziest place in my world. I still long to visit the cookie drawer in the kitchen, take a warm seat beside her and watch the hypnotic movement of her knitting needles. As I grapple for the language to describe our incredible bond, it all falls short.
She saw a great light in me. She saw only light. Whether I walked into her house wearing chunky platform boots and outrageous gothic oddities, or sweatpants and no makeup, she would look at me and say “you’re so beautiful.” She blissfully marveled at every stage of my life, as if I were this brilliant, radiant being that would change the world. In her presence I felt that maybe, just maybe, I could.
My heart breaks for the limitations of my physical body at this time, my inability to get on a plane and fly home to my beloved family. But they know that my heart and soul are with them.
Gram, my spirit is swing dancing with you on the astral plane. Your sweet little black sheep loves you beyond words, now and forever.
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“Like a blend of Edward Gorey and Mark Ryden, the darkly dazzling portraits created by Imaginary Games’ Elin Jonsson are a mix of the macabre and fantastic. These digital prints reproduce mood-filled paintings created for the Afterland card game—mischievous, maladjusted characters you might just love.”
“Utilizing a macabre, symbol-heavy Pop Surrealist aesthetic, this fantasy-inspired, mood-driven design from Montreal’s Imaginary Games presents characters that evoke strength and fragility, violence and vulnerability, in equal measure.”
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I might have mentioned before that I’m a bit sick of zombies. I say this as someone who has wholeheartedly embraced the undead since toddler years. I suppose I just object to the relentless churning out of generic zombie products and memes to feed a pop culture craze. I’m sure this blog would be a lot more popular if it were crawling with walking dead.
That said, Maxime Mary’s “walkers” are full of cartoonish character and I like them quite a lot.
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SheWalksSoftly 