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Plague Doctor, Ghoulish Gary and Fido

on September 1, 2010 - 5:38pm


If you were following my blog last year during Festival of Fear, you may recall my post where I talked about wanting a certain print from Toronto artist Ghoulish Gary Pullin. Sadly, he didn't have any in 2009. I still walked away with a beautiful Frankenstein print (that looks fantastic framed, by the way), but when you have your heart set on one particular thing, it's hard to let it go.

It was the Fido image I was coveting. Not only is it easily one of my top zombie movies of all time (plus it's Canadian, and it has Billy Connolly as a zombie), but the artwork is stunning. So it should be no surprise that the very first thing I did when my table was set up on Friday was head over to Gary and lay claim to a copy of the print (pictured right).

The surprise (at least to me) came on Saturday. My table was buzzing with people (at the convention it went in waves: it was like you either had no one around or 5 people at once wanting to buy something), and in the middle of packing up an item I look up and see Gary.

No, that's not the surprise.

The surprise was that he was buying one of my plague doctors. In fact, he was buying my favourite of this bunch.

Originally this fellow was slated for a white mask. When it came time to apply the paint, I got the overwhelming urge to go red instead. And I'm glad I did.

The other thing I liked about the figure - that I thought might make other people NOT like him - was I elongated the arm more than I usually do. It made him ridiculously creepy to me because I kept imagining trying to get away from him, and him just reaching out with that red leather glove and catching me as simple as you please. Not even having to quicken his pace. Just reaching out with those unnaturally long arms.

Sometimes figures that I like go on the table and I'm happy when they find an owner. Sometimes figures that I like go on the table and I'm shocked they find an owner with taste like mine. And then there's figures like this one, and I am secretly happy when they don't find an owner by the end of the show and I can say "Oh well. Guess I'll have to keep it for myself for a while at least."

The fact that it went to Gary eases the process of letting him go. Though I might be asking for visiting rights at Christmas.

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