It's not everyday that you come across an armchair in the shape of a skull. Harold Sangourard's steel and velvet creation is something I could see myself lounging in, after a day of slaughtering those who pissed me off just a little bit too much.
This will sound most bizarre (remember which site you're on) but when I look at this selection of work from Dutch artist Aline Eras, I feel as though I have a hair ball stuck in my throat, that keeps trying to make it's way up into my mouth, to wrap itself around my teeth. I've… Continue reading Hair In My Throat
Original movie poster. Source: The Watchful Eye of Doom.
These sculptures aren't for sale, sadly. But you can get prints of them here.
I'm kind of tempted to try an experiment. I'd like to drop a sugar skull into my tea every morning for a week, and see how the little novelty works for my recent 'didn't sleep well, so fucking fucked with the entire world' moods. If you don't need a novelty skull to start your morning… Continue reading I’ll Take A Skull With My Tea, Please
I'm quite enamored by the work of monster maker D.L Marian and think that the top sculpture looks scarily like myself, though her dress is way cooler than anything I have in my wardrobe.
Have you ever wondered what a human hand would look like if it was cut in half? Yeah? Me too. Thanks to The Chirurgeon's Apprentice I now know. And so do you.
Oh come the fuck on. Seriously? When did bedding get so freaking cool? Tbedding goes on the 'Etsy stores to shop at when I'm rich' list. My heart is at the door with its shoes, on but my brain has handcuffed itself to the kitchen table, lecturing that there's only so long that a human… Continue reading Nebula Peace
Made out of chocolate... Another chocolate delight What sort of cake do you want for your birthday? Oh, I'll just have an abdominal surgery cake with the truffle intestines thanks Mum. Chocolate baby heads Marshmallow brain Anabelle de Vetten of The Conjurer's Kitchen is one of a kind. It's not every day that you happen… Continue reading Chocolate Baby Heads And Abdominal Surgery Cakes
'Harbour' by the one and only Polly Morgan.
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 