It was such a dilemma for a daguerrotype photographer. Long exposures meant that the subjects needed to stay still while the image was captured, but kids are so damned squirmy. Solution: have the mother hold the kid… but hide her! Yeah, that’s the ticket! The creepy ticket!
Hidden Mother: Tintypes and Cabinets
Thanks to Katchaya for the link.
Did some urbex over the weekend and thought I’d share. Chanute Air Force Base in Rantoul, Illinois was founded in 1917 and closed in 1993. Hope you find the pics delightfully decrepit!
Here’s a lovely Tumblr blog for fans of morbid art and lovely women. And who isn’t?
Thanks to Z Constantine for the link.
Last Friday I took the day off work and had a marvelous time exploring the ruins of the modern ghost town of Gary, Indiana. I took shots with a variety of cameras, but as usual, the ones taken with my cheap plastic Holga turned out the creepiest. Naturally, I thought I’d share. These were taken at an abandoned church in the city. It’s a mesmerizing place.
Stumbled upon an excellent site today, chock full of amazing morbid trinkets! Dr. Morose and Miss Macabre are splendid artists and archivists of ghastly things. Their website is well worth a gander, as is their Etsy shop. Dark original paintings, obituary shadow boxes, poison bottles, macabre dolls, etc. – it’s a morbid trinket haven!
Dr. Morose & Miss Macabre’s House Of Oddities
Morose & Macabre’s Wicked Little Shop
Okay, I know I’ve been away for a couple of days… but I haven’t been able to pull myself away from the carnage and drama in Japan. Have you? But while I’m here… I stumbled across this photographer today. Beautiful work, don’t you think?
Peggy sent me a link to some marvelously macabre artwork by Jessica Harrison. I have never been a fan of ceramic figurines before… but she has managed to pique my interest! Perhaps you might understand why?
Who Needs Eyeballs When You've Got Disco?
I had a Barbie doll when I was a kid. I was more of a G.I. Joe kind of girl, so I threw Barbie in front of a car. She was run over and one of her boobs was permanently pushed inside out. So you can probably imagine my delight when Cat sent me the following link to a delightfully dreadful reimagining of Barbie.
