Sunday, March 28, 2010
Be a patriot! Lessen our dependence on foreign clowns! Just say "NO" to clown figurines. And with selections like this one, that should be a breeze! Do not let the clown cabal win!
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Yes, you are seeing what you think you see. This is a life-size wall-mounted human clown head rendered in living 3-D color in plaster - right down to his cherry red, gingivitis ridden, flesh-toned gums. Maybe mom had him in the house as a reminder to always floss!
Even the turquoise eye-shadow doesn't soften up the effect of this over-the-top piece of vintage clown-foolery.
This is one of those "TMI" moments in art when a little (lot) more should have been left to our imaginations.
Nighty-Nite clown-o-phobes everywhere. Sleep tight and don't let the Bozos bite!
Friday, March 26, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
It's only funny until you are the one on the menu.
Who thought a tall, scrawny, ragged, sledge-hammer wielding, grinning, psycho clown chasing something (or someone) somewhere would be a nice subject for a decorative resin figurine? The International Clown Cabal (or ICC, pronounced "ick"), that's who!
Tonight when you hear a thump, a thud, maniacal laughter, and other sounds I don't want to think about, just remember, you were warned . . .
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
This particular figurine creeps me out to no end. It makes me want to slap the first sculptor and mold-maker I see (I mean it. Besides the obvious, what's with the lobster claw hand *blech*). I also want to slap the painter, but that's for color choice as much as anything else.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Until . . .
"Come here Sweetheart, Auntie's got a present for her little buttercup."
::Cue the theme music from "Night Gallery"::
Cut to later that night when the moonlight filters through your bedroom curtains highlighting the "present" sitting on your chair . . . reflecting in those flat black eyes . . . all you can hear is a low voice,
My, what big feet I've got,
The better to chase you with buttercup,
My, what big hands I've got,
The better to grab you with buttercup,
My, my, my what a big smile I've got,
Because I'm happy, happy, happy, to be your very best friend in the whole wide world. You'll never leave me, not ever and ever and ever . . .
Aren't you happy too???
Hey, do you really think Stephen King's costume/prop designer thought up the idea for Pennywise's hands all by himself?
And your parents wonder why you can't hold a job and need therapy.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Yeah, I want that staring at me from my mantlepiece!
Murano Glass clowns (or as I refer to them, "goggle-eyed freaks") can sell for hundreds of dollars. My theory is that the International Clown Cabal is behind the sales and the proceeds go to support their plan for world domination. Look at that face and tell me that he is just a happy clown minding his own business. I think not!
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Her post for today is simply prophetic . . . okay, it's funny. (Yeesh, calm down)Check it out!
Newsflash, not all clown creepiness is vintage. This fine plaster/chalk specimen was recently seen slipping over our Southern Border concealed in a wheel of cheese until he reached his destination at a cut-rate flea market. A life-sized figural (or dis-figural, depending on your viewpoint) bank, sure to make the (un)lucky child beg mom and dad to leave the lights on at night.
Want to get rid of that deadbeat roommate? Put this in the living room during the day and then sneak it into his doorway (or onto his nightstand) in the middle of the night. Come morning, he'll be "gone in sixty seconds."
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Let's face it, clowns are evil:
Bart Simpson knows it!
Stephen King knows it!
The Insane Clown Posse knows it!
And now we know it!
This is the hellspawn that started my collection of creepy clown images. This vintage print was actually intended to be used as decoration . . . in your house! And you wonder why your children left home as soon as possible and never want to visit?
A face that launched a thousand bad dreams (even Blogger didn't like it, part of the image tag is "AAAAAAAAAAk"). But, as I searched on, I found they only got worse. So, time for bed now, we'll see you tomorrow! But remember, the mantra, "can't sleep, clowns will eat me . . . can't sleep clowns will eat me . . ." Nighty-nite!