Plague Doctor: Last of the Second Set
The last figure of this second set was specially made for a friend.
I've enjoyed creating these figures, but there's an added joy when you're making one with someone specific in mind, and you know it's going to a good home.
As an update, half of the figures have already found a home. And to those new owners, I say thank you for your support.
I've plans to make 1 or 2 more sets for Rue Morgue's Festival of Fear next month (time permitting), but they are on the back burner as I focus on other projects (like, for instance, 3 huge peek-a-boo plants that are over a foot tall).
But let's get back to the star of this post.
This is easily my favourite pose yet. The bowed head gives a sense of contemplation, or a false sense of gentility. This changes when the figure is perched above the spectator.
While tidying, I had moved this Plague Doctor to a high shelf. Having the feeling I was being watched while I vacuumed, I looked up. There he was, staring down his beak at me.
Contemplating? Sure he was. Contemplating my untimely death. Suddenly he was filled with confidence and evil purpose.
He's in the mail right now. Probably thinking of ways to punish me for the sudden confinement in a cardboard box. Luckily, he'll be on the other side of the continent when he's set free.
And then he's someone else's problem.