sábado, 21 de septiembre de 2013

Halloween Is Coming!


Getting in the mood for Halloween down at the Haunt. We open next week and I just can't wait to get my creepy on big time. ^_^

domingo, 15 de septiembre de 2013

Dark Fairytale




Came across these haunting fairytale inspired portraits- am not sure who the photographer is...how embarrassing! Please let me know if you know who I should credit! ^_^



















































jueves, 5 de septiembre de 2013

Curio exhibit






Here is a little sample of what's to come at my upcoming curio exhibit. More details to come... ^_^

domingo, 1 de septiembre de 2013

Soichi Bando



by Soichi Bando



















Trip to Melmont, the Ghost Town.





Our trek to Melmont started out with a darkening of the sky and sudden, heavy rainfall. Mists rolled in very suddenly, and seemed to linger right above the old site of Melmont. 

We had to cross an ancient and very tall bridge, which seemed to rock violently with each car that drove across. Convinced we were entering Silent Hill, we parked the car and headed off on foot. 

We came across a woman, standing in the middle of the bridge, staring off down into the abyss. She seemed very gloomy and there was desperate air about her. We lingered purposefully for a while, chatting to her a bit about the area, but really to gauge her suicidal tendencies (sometimes I think I've been in the suicide-prevention business too long). 

She only responded "I've never heard of Melmont, or any ghost town around here." We watched until we felt sure she was not a jumper, and then started down the narrow, steep trail to Melmont.




We came across a number of ruins and a small structure made of stone. We took a number of photos of this structure and they kept coming back with a bright, rainbow beam of light through them. It was very bizarre. I felt movement and presence in the little house and didn't delay. 



creepy beam of light 





in front of the house...feeling uncomfortable




We made it to the town site at last and set up camp near the rushing river. It was a beautiful place with a tense, unexplainable feeling of something that still lurks in Melmont, a ghost of a time past perhaps, a trace left behind. 







Smoke Break!



The River that runs through Melmont







Talisman for protection!






























We made it out alive...only just.