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Showing posts with label horror. Show all posts
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Monday, September 22, 2014
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Saturday, July 26, 2014
Twisted Treasuries Presents Storefront Saturday: The Art of Jim Beanus
Coming across a new favorite shop on etsy isn't too hard. Sometimes it's much too easy. Of course you like them, they have great stuff. Fresh creativity. Things you wish you had thought of, but not all of them are going to completely blow you away. Some shops seer themselves into your memory, like a favorite movie... with Jim Beanus you get both!! (how was that for a segway? haha)
From Jaws to The Dude in The Big Lebowski, Ghostbusters and Encino Man to Die Hard, The Boondock Saints and Aliens, there's a little bit of everything (even Pride and Prejudice!), your favorite scenes frozen in ink and marker. Simply stunning and at the same time a little hilarious. It's hard to look through his portfolio without and smile and the occasional gleeful, kid-in-a-candy-store squeal! The bio in his etsy says after a hiatus from drawing he started and after receiving a request and then a signed copy of one of his prints from one of the stars of Big Trouble in Little China he decided not to stop to get as many famous people sigs as he could. The man knows how to prioritize! ;)
Of course I love all movies, so his shop is doubly awesome, but there's no mistaking, we're here for horror on this blog, and there's no shortage in his collection. These are some of my favorites:
Shaun of the Dead- "White Lines"
Teen Wolf- "An Explanation is Probably Long Overdue"
A Nightmare on Elm Street- "You Could Drown You Know"
Ghostbuster "Venkman! I Saw It! I Saw It!"
Poltergeist- "Closet Ghost"
"Don't Touch My Babies!"
I think this one is my favorite!
Little Shop of Horrors- "You'll Be A Dentist"
Check out his facebook for A LOT more finished works, works in progress (the latest LSoH with Seymour is just too amazing!) and photos of his quest for celebrity John Hancocks: https://www.facebook.com/Jimbeanus
And his Etsy: https://www.etsy.com/shop/Jimbeanus
Click above photos for a direct link to the shop listing.
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Let's Talk American Horror Story
No, I'm NOT referring to last weeks Thanksgiving fiasco with the fam and your painfully loud obnoxious Uncle Mitch who, upon hearing about your penchant for horror movies and contrasting affliction to consuming dead flesh, reenacted a scene from Texas Chainsaw Massacre with bits of turkey skin to push your buttons. If that was your initial thought in reading the headline, however, don't worry, it's a perfectly natural reaction. Especially this time of year.
As for your uncle Mitch, well.... send him to my house for Christmas. He'll be a welcome breath of fresh crazy, believe me.
No, I'm talking, of course, about the odd-daciously salacious catechism that is F/X's American Horror Story: Asylum. You know, the show I gushed about on its season 2 premiere back in October? Man, am I kicking myself for that one. I totally jinxed it...
Psychopaths, possessions and Zachary Quinto's school of Ed Gein. OH. MY. And that's only the people running the asylum! There are about 20 other crisscrossing overstimulatory cray cray back stories and plot line in this epic tableau of WTF to keep you reeling till the syphilitic cannibal mutations come home.
The season started off well enough. Good strong horror hocks from which to build greatness, plus they ripped off the arms of that Maroon 5 guy, which I've been waiting for someone to do for years. But then the pinhead disappeared after the big storm that hit Briarcliff (eerily the same week Sandy hit the East Coast in real life-- anybody notice that?) and shit hit the fan. The road split off into a thousand different splintered fractions of every pinch of the genre you could think of and the show ran off with any semblance of sanity and genius the writers may have had lingering from the first season. From French girls with axes to alien abductions and Ann Franks lobotomy, after this season there won't be any randomly taboo ideas left to scrape off the bottom of the F/X barrel. I really have NO idea why I'm still watching-- a feeling quite familiar after the ridiculousness that was Lost round about the second to last season-- other than the fact that I'm kind of convinced the season finale will be heads and televisions across America spontaneously exploding after the flashing Sister Mary What-the-Frak's head starts flashing on the screen, the ghost of Connel Cochran laughing softly in the night....
Wait. Wrong movie.
Or is it? HA! Think about that.
To sum up my feelings, in one word, I leave you with this:
Have you been watching? What do you think?
As for your uncle Mitch, well.... send him to my house for Christmas. He'll be a welcome breath of fresh crazy, believe me.
No, I'm talking, of course, about the odd-daciously salacious catechism that is F/X's American Horror Story: Asylum. You know, the show I gushed about on its season 2 premiere back in October? Man, am I kicking myself for that one. I totally jinxed it...
Psychopaths, possessions and Zachary Quinto's school of Ed Gein. OH. MY. And that's only the people running the asylum! There are about 20 other crisscrossing overstimulatory cray cray back stories and plot line in this epic tableau of WTF to keep you reeling till the syphilitic cannibal mutations come home.
The season started off well enough. Good strong horror hocks from which to build greatness, plus they ripped off the arms of that Maroon 5 guy, which I've been waiting for someone to do for years. But then the pinhead disappeared after the big storm that hit Briarcliff (eerily the same week Sandy hit the East Coast in real life-- anybody notice that?) and shit hit the fan. The road split off into a thousand different splintered fractions of every pinch of the genre you could think of and the show ran off with any semblance of sanity and genius the writers may have had lingering from the first season. From French girls with axes to alien abductions and Ann Franks lobotomy, after this season there won't be any randomly taboo ideas left to scrape off the bottom of the F/X barrel. I really have NO idea why I'm still watching-- a feeling quite familiar after the ridiculousness that was Lost round about the second to last season-- other than the fact that I'm kind of convinced the season finale will be heads and televisions across America spontaneously exploding after the flashing Sister Mary What-the-Frak's head starts flashing on the screen, the ghost of Connel Cochran laughing softly in the night....
Wait. Wrong movie.
Or is it? HA! Think about that.
To sum up my feelings, in one word, I leave you with this:
Have you been watching? What do you think?
Thursday, November 8, 2012
The Farm at Maple Tree Lane
May 12, 1941
Dear diary,
I remember when I was much younger, one Christmas as we were gathered at the table, Grandpa softly whispered: ‘It’s hard to believe in this very kitchen they had to cut the legs and arms off of soldiers in the Civil War’. My mother made a scene and told him not to scare us with the hogwash… but today while digging in the flower garden she found the most disturbing discovery, a human hand bone! I can’t seem to get the sight of it out of my mind.
I remember when I was much younger, one Christmas as we were gathered at the table, Grandpa softly whispered: ‘It’s hard to believe in this very kitchen they had to cut the legs and arms off of soldiers in the Civil War’. My mother made a scene and told him not to scare us with the hogwash… but today while digging in the flower garden she found the most disturbing discovery, a human hand bone! I can’t seem to get the sight of it out of my mind.
Photo by The Brother
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Monday, October 15, 2012
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Starbright Silver for the Pop Culture Geek
Came across a new jewelry shop to favorite the heck out of on etsy this morning: Starbright Silver: silver geek jewelry by Megan McFall. I'm not sure how I hadn't stumbled on it sooner!
Her shop has quite the collection of fabulous pop culture pieces to swoon over, not just because they're awesome, but because the jewelry is real silver so you can wear the heck out of them without turning your neck green. A luxury you don't always get with some geek shiek fandom accessories out there. It's cool to honor thy favorite monster, but you don't (always) want to look like it. Know what I mean?
My second favorite to the Halloween pumpkin? The "Face Hugger" pendant!
Then there's the "Evil Willow" Buffy homage necklace. One of quite a few choice Buffy pendants.
The "Halloween pumpkin" necklace, designed after Carpenters classic '78 credit opener.
My second favorite to the Halloween pumpkin? The "Face Hugger" pendant!
Then there's the "Evil Willow" Buffy homage necklace. One of quite a few choice Buffy pendants.
Don't worry, Trekkie's and Star Wars freaks will not be disappointed, nor will fans of Big Bang Theory or Harry Potter. With random injections of pieces like the Princess Mononoke Tree Spirit necklace and a Godzilla (gotta have a godzilla piece!) the selection is nicely rounded out. No geek left behind!
Friday, September 21, 2012
"Said the spider to the fly"
"The Spider turned him round about, and went into his den,
For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again: So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly,
And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly.
Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,
"Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing;
Your robes are green and purple -- there's a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"
Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue --
Thinking only of her crested head -- poor foolish thing! At last,
Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.
He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlour -- but she ne'er came out again! "
For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again: So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly,
And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly.
Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,
"Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing;
Your robes are green and purple -- there's a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"
Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue --
Thinking only of her crested head -- poor foolish thing! At last,
Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.
He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlour -- but she ne'er came out again! "
- The Spider and the Fly: A Fable
Image by Art Scott of the Curioddities Cabinet
For the full poem by Mary Howitt go HERE
Twisted Treasuries #7: Damn(ed) Fine Coffee... Mugs
This week's Twisted Treasury was supposed to be about pumpkins and panic that next week is the last of September, but then came an unexpected personal... tragedy? (loss? mishap?).... whatever it was, it was a definite kick in the face as I discovered that all of my Halloween mugs* had gone AWOL from the cupboards sometime between last Halloween and now. I'm not a big coffee or tea drinker, especially not in the summertime and I wasn't here for about six months last winter (nope, the mugs didn't come with me) so the fact that I didn't notice till now isn't a stretch, but they've still gone somewhere. Somewhere nobody bothered to tell me about.
One of the five victims.
It's a family mystery (mayhaps, dare i say, conspiracy?) that no one in my house seems able (willing?) to solve, even though one of them had to have been the guilty party. Issue #2424789724 of living with aging parents: someone does something (bad/good/constructive) they can't remember if they did it or why. Meanwhile, all The Brother's mugs and Mom's mugs were present and accounted for. Did I mention The Brother hasn't lived in our house for almost three years? Three years and not only does he have have a designated mug cabinet, but seemingly mug security as well. And mom says she doesn't play favorites... Uh huh. Tell me another.
At any rate, Mom feels pretty terrible about it -- even though she may not remember it, deep down, she knows she's responsible-- she spent most of Sunday rifling through boxes (some that have probably been packed since 1987) searching in vain. Eventually she'll remember what she did with them I guess (I hope), in the meantime I'm looking for new mugs**
Luckily, that's the sort of thing Twisted Treasuries (and a good guilt trip) was created for!
Second Chance Ceramics has a LOT of great cups, mugs and well... other ceramics. I would say it's hard to choose, but that was before I saw this one! I'm an Oz fan from way back and I'll always love the original illustrations the best. This is so classic! Maybe a little too cutesy clean, but hey, can't be blood and gore all the time. Mom always said even evil takes a break...
maybe not my mom....
Think evil drinks honey vanilla chamomile too?
If it does, it'd drink it in this mug I betchya.
but this one, this one or maybe this one or this one would do too! I can't decide. Which do you prefer?
There are a couple of Frankenstein Monster/Bride sets floating around on etsy, but these are my definite favorites. My only gripe is the his and hers, "mr." and "mrs." deal these sets seem to have. How about Mine and MINE sets?! Of course, I'm sure it's possible to get without. All I have to do is convo them... but, you know, just saying...
by stickmen
This one is just a flat out "duh". Must have muuuuuugggg!
It comes in other colors, but the orange is a fabulous Halloween bonus.
Circa Ceramics is another one chocked full of hard decisions. They're a lot like zombies and brains... or me and notebooks: you can't stop with just one!
This would nicely replace my favorite cauldron mugs from Target a few seasons ago...
The atmosphere of these handpainted mugs is so magically Halloween...
by InkyDreamz
For more handmade and vintage mugs, check out the treasury.
To my missing mugs--
Wherever you are baby mugs, I'm sorry I didn't pay better attention to you. Please, come home safely. I need you! It's Pumpkin Spice tea season!
*who am I kidding? All my mugs are Halloween mugs, except for the two generic black dollar store and my care bear mug. YES, my care bear mug. ;)
** my melamine Halloween plate collection is MIA too. Clearly, there's a Halloween thief plaguing the neighborhood. Lock up your theme-ware people! they could be coming for yours next!
Sunday, September 16, 2012
On tap tonight:
See the trailer HERE
See the ridiculously loooooong original one HERE
This is one of those movies that you watch and revel in how HORRIBLE it is. Cheesy good stuff. I remember being home from school and finding it at a trip to Wal-Mart for $2 on VHS. I always seem to end up watching it when it's cool enough to have the windows open, which only adds to the nostalgia of this rotten little gem.
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Friday, September 7, 2012
Twisted Treasuries #5: Back to Ghoul
So I think a good portion of the world has sent it's spawn back to school by now. I know The Brother sent his daughter, the Bratfink, off to her first week of third grade on Monday. I was always one of those kids that loved and looked forward to the first day (and really only the first day) of school. Mostly I was just after some shiny new notebooks and pens....
This week Twisted Treasuries gathers the vitals for the first day of school.
Every first day needs an outfit to start! This vintage black velvet dress is so pretty and so exactly what I would've planned to wear the first day of school. The perfect blank canvas for a theatre geek goth like me, which I'd wear in a heartbeat today. Maybe with a belted little shirt like this (or the ever popular black cardigan) to survive the frigid AC-blasted classrooms. I'd totally rock the hat too, but in high school admin would've only confiscated it...
via CoralLaceVintage
My first choice of shoes is always a good pair of Docs (CoralLace has a pair of those too!) but I think these sneakers by Open Would F/X would be just as nice. It'd make gym a hell of a lot more enjoyable...
I love this poison apple bottle cap necklace. A subtle statement worn especially for teacher...
I'm so addicted to notebooks and other epistolarian paper products, it's insane. Explains why I couldn't choose just one for this treasury....
I'd save this notebook from Outrage F/X for math and science. Only way I would ever make it through class...
by Evilcritter
Blackbird & Peacock has a different zombie cover moleskin for just about every subject, plus tons of others!
These memo pads are too perfect for staying organized... or, you know, writing notes to friends works too.
by agorables
This vintage Freddy spiral and folder set is way to cool to actually use, but of course I'd want it!
via WonderlandToys
Trapper Keeper, schmapper-keeper, I want a binder full of these folders!
by SciFiScott
There's really nothing like a new box of crayons plucked fresh from the racks of Wal-Mart or your school supply dujour. I seemed to always get stuck with the box from the previous year when i was a kid. If they'd been recycled into these, perhaps I wouldn't have minded so much.
And of course you have to have something to carry everything to class in. Personally, I prefer a blank canvas to litter with pins and patches, but I wouldn't say no to this messenger bag either.
Monday, September 3, 2012
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