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Little Minions: Maggie

on July 20, 2012 - 12:45pm

Maggie speaks in a language that sounds like squirrel-jibberish to me. Her voice is soft, friendly, and not too high but definitely feminine.

She wears a scarf to keep her unruly hair - with bangs that grow down the middle of her face - in place on windy days (and even not-so-windy days). 

She chatters and chitters as she walks along, collecting items for her daily craft project: some beach glass, a bit of long grass, perhaps some feathers left behind from a passing robin. For good measure, she gathers some dandelion for afternoon tea, and perhaps the petals can be used in her creation as well. 

She doesn't usually plan ahead when it comes to her crafting. Often, she decides what to make once she's gotten her inventory home and spread out on the kitchen table. Besides, the final product isn't what's important, rather the journey to get there. When she looks at the birdhouse made from sticks and seashells, she sees a day at the beach well spent with a friend and a picnic lunch. As she uses the pot holder made from woven grasses, she smiles at the memory of almost losing her sandal in the pond as she plucked the long blades free.

Her creations are memories materialized. And isn't that a lovely way to decorate. 

This figure is approximately 4.5 inches tall.

Halloween in a Jar

on July 19, 2012 - 3:00am

 

I've tossed this idea around for a long time, and finally sat down to put it together. I think it's pretty cute.

I wanted to put together very simple sculpture displays in jars. I've started with a group of ghosts (below) and a family of owls in a nest (left). 

I like the idea of having Halloween sitting on a shelf like a preserve, just as you would with peaches or other summer fruits that remind you of warmer days during the winter. 

I'm going to make a pumpkin one as well, and bring all three to my next convention to see how people respond to them. Perhaps I'll make an entire series for the fall if folks respond well. We'll see. 

What do you think?

 

Little Minions: Clay

on July 18, 2012 - 7:16pm

I've been able to complete a number of figures this past week (thank goodness) in a flurry of productivity. FanExpo/Festival of Fear is a month away, and for once I'd like to pretend I'll have enough made to take a breather before the big event (a ghoul can dream).

I have 3 Plague Doctors on the table, 5 unpainted plants, 2 unpainted Minions, and scores more to complete. I've harvested mini pumpkins, and even come up with a new idea that I'll test out at the show (if they sell well, I may make a bunch for the fall). More on that tomorrow. 

For now, let me introduce you to the latest Little Minion.

An academic, Clay spends most of his time shuttling from lecture to lecture, and studying into the night

He conducts experiments and has a real passion for potion brewing.

I tried to learn more about him, but he shushed me without even looking up from his notes.

Little Minions: Cyril the Swindler

on July 17, 2012 - 8:58am

Don't do business with Cyril. He's a swindler and a liar without any sense of remorse for his underhanded dealings.

It's surprising how many are taken in by his promises and that big grin. But then again, only the desperate seek him out, and desperation dulls logic.

He coos and coddles, assuring them they've made a wise decision coming to him. 

Discretion is assured, until he uses the secret to blackmail.

Contracts available for the tentative. Even if they were worth the paper they were printed on, Cyril has a talent for fine print. Be careful what you ask for, since he bends and wields wording to his benefit.

When you deal with Cyril, you get more than you bargained for.

This figure is approximately 6.5 inches tall.

Little Minion: Pilch

on July 11, 2012 - 10:44am

Pilch looks forward to the Autumn Festival every year.

He tends to his small garden at the edge of the river with a devotion only true green-thumbs can appreciate. He dotes on all his plants, but he's especially fond of his pumpkin patch which is responsible for producing all the pumpkins to decorate the festival. 

At night, he'll tie a copper plate to his head with a lit candle perched on top to help him work by moonlight in his beloved garden, polishing the pumpkins, weeding, shooing away any little critters who might mistake his masterpieces for a midnight snack. 

This figure is approximately 8 inches tall.

Dark Dwellers: Hoggart & Reptare

on July 10, 2012 - 10:16am

I've been so busy getting ready for shows that I've forgotten to post any of my finished creations. Now that Scarefest is finished I can concentrate on preparing for FanExpo/Festival of Fear in August. 

I was able to complete my creature bio journal beforehand which was no easy task. I purchased a gorgeous journal with a raised silver design on the cover. In it, I placed more than 40 photos and hand wrote an equal amount of short bios, one for each of my Minions and Dark Dwellers. I wanted to create a sort of portfolio that felt more like something you might stumble across in an attic.

The fact that it took hours upon hours to complete, and it turned out so well, and it's a rather expensive journal to begin with, I'm actually a bit concerned someone might walk off with it at the bigger shows/conventions when the place is packed. I'm going to have to devise a tie down of some sort just for piece of mind. 

In this book you'll find some of my new figures, including these two.

 

First is Hoggart, a greed demon who takes whatever a person covets most. 

He may even influence outcomes to ensure what we crave is finally within our hands only to have the satisfaction of taking it from us, and devouring it.

Lemons into Haunted Lemonade

on June 18, 2012 - 9:43am

Scarefest

I have some news regarding Scarefest I want to share with you. I mentioned recently that I would be a vendor at Scarefest, a backyard BBQ Haunter Tradition for many years in Ontario. This year the organizer arranged a park space so even more haunters and vendors could attend. It was the next step in evolution for the beloved event which continues to grow.

The City of Vaughn (where the park is) contacted the organizer after they received an anonymous complaint regarding Scarefest:

"This individual who called in took the time to educate the Municipal Officials on our Scarefest web site, pointed out how many vendors we had attending and what they were being charged for a booth, inquired if we had all the proper permits for the park, and asked how all the residents in the neighborhood would feel about all the additional cars on the street." (You can read the full story on Facebook).

Little Minions: A Group of Teeny Ghoulies

on June 15, 2012 - 10:50am

Was playing with some smaller figures.

Something tinier than usual.

No back stories but pocket-sized monsters.

At about 4 inches in height (not including the party hat) it's like evil concentrated.

There's a few of them on the table waiting to be finished. 

We'll see if people like them at this year's shows.

Speaking of which, I'll be at Scarefest on July 7th. It's an outdoor Haunter Convention in Thornhill ON. BBQ, over 30 vendors/exhibitors, and all for free (though they ask for a donation for Sick Kids Hospital).

Bring your family. Bring your dog. Monkey Boo will be there too for at least part of the day!

 

Dark Dwellers: Beezle

on May 31, 2012 - 11:31am

You don't have to worry about running into Beezle in a dark alley or old forest.

He rarely resides in our realms.

He is more likely to influence our choices with a whisper, inflame frustration or cloud our rational thoughts, all from behind an invisible curtain.

 A splash of selfishness. 

A dash of doubt.

An inflated sense of entitlement. 

A pinch of paranoia surrounding loved ones or friends.

A batch of bad judgment. 

These are the contributions he adds to the ingredients of our everyday lives.

It's easy work. Mankind only needs a nudge. And sometimes, not even that.

More images below.

This figure is just shy of 6 inches tall. 

Mr & Mrs Gaunt

on May 29, 2012 - 9:50am

A life half lived is a sad affair, especially when it comes to an end. 

No talents, no money,

not gorgeous nor funny,

and no one to call a friend.

Too worried about what the neighbours would say, they didn't pursue their dreams.

No pumpkins, no ghosts,

no party to host

on their favourite night: Halloween. 

This is the tale of a boring old couple named Mr. and Mrs. Gaunt.

Don't mourn that they're dead

Rejoice it instead,

For now they are free to haunt. 

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