Today I give you the Van Eaton Galleries Mad Monster Party Group Show. I wish I could see this one on person!
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Today I give you the Van Eaton Galleries Mad Monster Party Group Show. I wish I could see this one on person!
See the rest here.
It was this sculpture, entitled “Blood Donor” that drew me into Labyrinth Creations:
But there is some unique Halloween fare in the collection, worth checking out.
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Oh boy…I’ve found my new favorite cookie designer. Check out these personalized headstone cookies by American Cookie Craft.
There are edible homages to some of my favorite silent classics.
And the black cat that graces my wall (a shirt, and a pair of knee highs).
Plus creations are big in the craft world right now, but here’s a new twist I enjoy: the hungry little monsters Made by Moxie.
Needle felted monsters are great and all, but what they really need sometimes is a dash of plastic human limbs.
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Jean-Louis Crinon has a series of monstrously cool models of well known characters, but I happen to be partial to his originals.
Crinon claims he began sculpting while watching Killer Klowns from Outer Space which I find a delightful movie for working on inaugural figures.
Candy coated nightmares…oh yes.
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Anyone know the artist for this?

I do not know this woman, but her batty glasses indicate she’s probably pretty great.

A child destined for greatness.

Now let’s get serious and talk about death. Great book title:

I would absolutely read this one.

Does anyone have this? I couldn’t find it anywhere, but I’m curious and intrigued.

The first? Great detective work, Dr. Donohue.

I never knew a mortuary could be so exciting.

“Man describes his sensations while slowly roasting to death”

Rather beautiful antique illustration:

Indication of slightly skewed priorities (read the fine print…she’s upset about her hair).

It may feel like slight indigestion at first, but…

Anyone know where this anthropomorphic poison comes from?

Come in, kiddies. A meaty, cheesy death surely does not await you in the hungry jaws of Mayor McCheese.

I don’t think this ended well.

The end.