lunes, 24 de junio de 2013
miércoles, 19 de junio de 2013
Vintage Halloween: Creative, Homemade, The Stuff of Nightmares.
Etiquetas:
costume,
creepy,
halloween,
historical
You who know me may know that Halloween is my favourite....and this is Halloween done right!I love the homemade-costumes, the creativity and the overall effect, if only people still put this much effort into their costumes. I just can't wait for halloween!!! ^_^
going as a pair of eyeballs! |
a class-full of children in masks |
not sure what I'm looking at but I know that it's creepy as hell |
these kids win first prize in my book. |
this man went as a porkchop?? |
viernes, 14 de junio de 2013
Haunted Abandoned Hotel in Colombia
Etiquetas:
abandoned,
beautiful ruin,
creepy,
decay,
haunted house,
haunting
This Hotel was constructed for tourists wanting to see the Falls. It was abandoned and now the only residents are the ghosts of those who came here to end their lives by leaping from the cliff. Many locals claim it is haunted...
miércoles, 12 de junio de 2013
Joel Peter Witkin
Etiquetas:
art,
bizarre,
creepy,
Human Oddities,
macabre,
photography
WARNING: GRAPHIC IMAGES BELOW
Joel-Peter Witkin is a modern photographer who evokes 19th-Century style photography and creates surreal, graphic, funny and ironic scenes. Often using dismembered corpses, human "oddities" such as transgendered people, people with deformities and the obese or unusual looking.
He has been the subject of some controversy and has also attracted something of a cult following.
Witkin claims that his vision and sensibility spring from an episode he witnessed as a young child, a car accident in front of his house in which a little girl was decapitated.
“ | It happened on a Sunday when my mother was escorting my twin brother and me down the steps of the tenement where we lived. We were going to church. While walking down the hallway to the entrance of the building, we heard an incredible crash mixed with screaming and cries for help. The accident involved three cars, all with families in them. Somehow, in the confusion, I was no longer holding my mother's hand. At the place where I stood at the curb, I could see something rolling from one of the overturned cars. It stopped at the curb where I stood. It was the head of a little girl. I bent down to touch the face, to speak to it -- but before I could touch it someone carried me away".[3] But enough writing, Witkins photos speak volumes for themselves: |
viernes, 7 de junio de 2013
jueves, 6 de junio de 2013
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