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Mutterings of a Mad Woman

Little Minions: Dirth

on June 19, 2011 - 11:38pm


Dirth digs a bad mood. He thrives off them. He breathes them in.

He spends the majority of his time visiting places where he's most likely to find them. Places like the parking authority office, music venues with cancelled headliners, courtrooms, and traffic jams.

The more irritated people get, the more energetic Dirth feels.

He never directly contributes to the storm clouds over the heads of those he watches. It's more satisfying to stumble upon the brooding beings and lap up their negative energy without expending effort.

Lucky for him, there's an endless supply of grumpiness in this world. He'll never go hungry.

Little Minions: Jerome

on June 17, 2011 - 12:59pm


Ever since I started to make the Plague Doctors, I've wanted to incorporate hats into my minion creations. In fact, I didn't know why I hadn't before now. And with encouragement from a fellow artist a while back, I decided to have at it. So here's Jerome, the first of the bunch to be finished donning a chapeau (hat-tip to Dave the Dead).

Jerome isn't very bright. His conversation skills are limited to inappropriate jokes that are made worse by his lack of comedic timing.

He interrupts people. Belches. Talks too loud. Has offensive body odour and his breath is heavy with the smell of rotting gums.

But even social pariahs crave companionship, and one day Jerome realized the best way to make friends is to join groups. He believed he would have a captive audience, and if he simply paid his dues, people would have to tolerate him.

It never occurred to him he could be kicked out of groups. Sure, they didn't all kick him out. Some of them just started changing the location of the next meeting and conveniently forgot to tell him, leaving poor, clueless Jerome waiting all night in burger joints, bowling alleys and even empty parking lots. Perhaps it was a blessing he never pieced it all together, standing alone under streetlamps or at a table littered with fast food wrappers and empty ketchup packets.

Must be the flu, he'd think to himself as he finished off his third helping of fries.

So Jerome just makes it a point to join as many groups as he can, from knitting circles to the local association of bonsai pruners. It's a small town, and with the odds stacked in his favour, he eventually stumbles upon one of the gatherings before the week is through, happy as a clam and without a dark thought in his heart.

Little Minions: Fernicus

on June 16, 2011 - 8:25am


In case you missed it (and why would you, since I know most of you, like me, have been known to worship at the house of Davis), Frog Queen recently posted an interview (read: ramblings) of yours truly on her blog. Much thanks to her for taking the time to do so, and to everyone who left such heartwarming comments.

In other news, it's time to unveil Fernicus who stands out among his minion brethren both in colour and behaviour. Tall and stately, he moves slowly and with grace, never in a rush, never a glimpse of anxiety beneath the calm exterior.

Fernicus is often heard chanting quietly in a soothing, melodic, deep voice. When the spirit takes him, he will pause, raise his head, and amplify the sound. His voice resonates, his word-song similar to that of a Gregorian chant. And in the distance an identical sound answers: is it a second voice or simply an echo?

Preview: A Few More Minions

on June 14, 2011 - 1:25pm

No time to type up stories, but I thought I'd post a sneak peek of 3 more completed figures.

Little Minions: Imperious Slitch

on June 14, 2011 - 9:27am


Imperious Slitch came to be a couple weeks ago. Born from ash and brimstone, his fiery personality is one of dominance and ego.

In conversation, he is quick to point out his many abilities. Mention that you have a knack for carpentry: "I can do that!". Suggest you have a talent for smelting: "Oh HO, what I've smelted in my day!". Comment on your degree in architecture: "You've built bridges, while I've built kingdoms! And then destroyed them simply because I was in a foul mood *evil laughter*".

Needless to say he isn't a favourite around these parts. I've heard the other minions plotting his demise. And so has Imperious Slitch. His reaction?

"If you're going to plot to disembowel someone, only a fool would use a dagger. It's an obvious tool! Instead, I would use a crochet hook. Or a mouldy toothbrush. Or a spoon! *evil laughter*"

Werewolf Wedding

on June 13, 2011 - 10:48am


I doooooooooooooooooo!

It was like any other outdoor wedding. Bride and groom spent hours primping and preening, making sure they look just right. Family and friends gathered outdoors in the summer. The wedding party were assigned their own outfits to match the theme.

Only, in this wedding, the theme was werewolves.

That's right. Werewolves.

In my final post about the Great Lakes Fright Fest, I've put together some photographs of the wedding that took place Saturday night.

When you're looking at the photos of the makeup and prosthetic being applied, keep in mind the temperature topped over 40 C/100 F that afternoon.

Enjoy!

Fire Dancers at GLFF 2011

on June 10, 2011 - 8:20am


Friday morning blog posts should be fun and get you in the mood for the weekend. I think perhaps this set of photographs might achieve that.

I've shown you pictures of homemade ghoulies and static displays from Great Lakes Fright Fest, so now it's time to give you some shots of living, dancing (and in this case, fire-taming) creatures.

After the werewolf wedding, before the haunted house opened, people were treated to a show of fire being manipulated at the end of chains, on hoops or old fashioned torches.

It was grand. Of course, I'm a sucker for fire in general and often zone out to its devilish dance of flames.

Dave the Dead even stepped up and volunteered to have fiery chains wrapped around his wrists.

I'll be putting together pictures of the werewolf wedding soon. In the meantime, I hope these images inspire some gleefully gruesome thoughts for the weekend to come.

Campground Decor at GLFF

on June 7, 2011 - 8:35am

Saturday was hot.

Humidex was over 100F.

There was only one make-and-take that lured me out into the heat, and that was to make the zombie crossing sign (above). It was so hot that the black sticker overlays were starting to stretch and melt in my hands as I tried to line them up on the yellow background.

Taking breaks in the air conditioned camper, I made a point of walking around the entire campground, taking pictures of some of my favourite displays.

Great Lakes Fright Fest 2011

on June 7, 2011 - 7:56am


I'm back from a weekend spent in Petersburg, Michigan where I attended the Great Lakes Fright Fest.

I'll be sharing photos taken around the park during my visit, but first I thought I'd post ones taken from our little piece of Halloween heaven. I was lucky enough to be invited to stay in the camper belonging to Dave the Dead, a friend and fellow artist; caretaker of The Shadow Farm.

Over the years I've seen many photographs of Dave's work, but I hadn't been fortunate to see any of his large sculptures in person. This weekend not only did I get to see them, I had them outside my front door.

Little Minions: Maurice

on June 2, 2011 - 12:35pm

Maurice
Maurice is the newest member of my little minions. He hasn't been able to tell me his story yet, but I wanted to post him on the site before I took off to go camping this weekend.

I tried to coerce him into sharing his personal tale, but he found it offensive I'd keep packing and vacuuming while he was talking.

All I've been able to glean from him is that he's an associate of Mr. Phibious T. Toadlington (though the idea of referring to the two of them as friends brings pretentious laughter from Maurice and a quick "Certainly not").

But I wonder.

He walks in quick short steps, never revealing his many legs beneath the robe. The confined cadence makes him look as though he's rising up and down on waves billowing below the cloth, bobbing stiffly like a pop bottle on the ocean.

And he has a taste for port.

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