Dear God in heaven! In the name of all that is holy, those are some hauntingly creepy Baby Doll Head Leggings. It’s like a portal to hell opened up and they all came spilling out! I can hardly even look at their faces. Fun fact: I am so disturbed I almost typed, “I can hardly look at their feces”. That would actually be preferable to these demonic doll heads.
If you look real close some of them look like they have butt-heads. God help us all. The demon doll head invasion has begun!
Sweet Jesus, Mary and Lambchop! It’s like someone gave a serial killer a bedazzler! This Lamb Taxidermy… It’s like- It’s like- I got nothin’. It’s just-
This one of a kind mixed media work is meditation on mortality, the fragility of life, and seeming frivolity of youth. After friend told me about this naturally deceased lamb on her farm, I was inspired by the gentleness of this sweet creature to create this memorialization. Adorned with shimmering pearls, iridescent Swarovski crystals, and vintage gold chain, she hangs by a pink polka dotted pink silk ribbon, floating above a featherweight lantern of handmade paper flowers, tulle, and pearly tentacles. Her unique hanging form was custom made by me (using a technique called carcass casting) and the glue used for the lantern was handmade using the byproducts of processing the skin. A truly special piece!
Yeah, what they said. Those eyes…*Shivers*
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This guy is getting hugs all day long from this Facehugger Mask. He still looks surprised about it. This creepy critter wants to hug your face next. Will you let him? Or her? I have no idea about it’s gender. When it comes to a face hugger’s sex, I don’t ask, don’t tell. Just don’t want none.
I ain’t that desperate. Okay, I am, but I’m trying really hard not to be tempted by that sexy hugger of faces. You minx. Okay fine, you sexy seductress, hit my face all hard and squishy and start huggin’. Oh yeah. Just like that.
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Octo-Fetus doesn’t need us. It just wants the human race out of it’s fetus face.
Here is the sonogram of your new baby. Would you like to know the baby’s sex?
*Stares with mouth hanging open. Shuts mouth with hand. Turns to wife.*
You told me you and Cthulhu were just friends. That explains the day I came home early to find his tentacles all over you. He’s a licensed masseuse you said. Didn’t put one tentacle where it didn’t belong you said. Well, he put something somewhere.
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EWWWW! Kill it with fire! But stay away from that unholy mouth with like a million teeth. The detail on this Leech Halloween Mask is amazing. And I should know. I’ve lived with enough of them. Nowadays I live alone, but I still see those leeches in flashbacks.
Those aren’t flashbacks. We call that a mirror. You were the leech.
Fair enough. *Opens mouth full of terrifying sucker-teeth and attaches to your side.* Can I have 5 bucks? By the way, do you have sandwich making stuff in your fridge? I’m starving.