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The Setup: Setting up a scene for a Halloween photo. Presenting the "Workshop of Horrors - where creepy is created". ♥
They are coming in my country just right around the corner. It's pretty bad when you start hoping that the drones in NJ are actually signs of intelligent life (not to be found on Earth!) and that maybe they'll take me with them.
Increasingly more, I find myself believing in UAP and black holes-alternate timelines from quantum mechanics and I don't know if it's just a coping mechanism or what. But whatever it is, it still seems easier than coming to terms with the fact that the majority of Americans voted for a criminal because they were too racist and sexist to vote for an intelligent, reasonable human instead. I still find it all so unconscionable.
Or even more illogical-that a bunch of billionaires are going to lower their grocery bills. This is the worst joke ever told to a mass population.
Yeah, the UAP are again our only hope for actual intelligent life at this point.
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Darkness fell, and the bats flocked to Dahlia. With a touch she shaped the horrors that they would feed the world through reality, while she worked on the billions of nightmares on All Hallows’ Eve <3
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Pullip princess Rosalind mannequin with bat(s) by ZlatasFantasyForest
Fascinating but also slightly creepy, this otherworldly workshop in central Rome has specialised in the repair of antique dolls for more than 60 years.
Ancient dolls are brought back to life at the Restauri Artistici Squatriti whose dusty windows are stacked full of the heads, limbs and bodies of dismembered dolls.
The tiny, cluttered workshop, located near Piazza del Popolo on a corner of Via Ripetta, has an air of magic about it and is reminiscent of another era.
Its window display, which has seen it referred to as the "little shop of horrors", has been known to make unsuspecting passersby literally jump with fright.
However the workshop continues to attract collectors and antique dealers from all over the world, keen to avail of the Squatriti family's expertise in the almost-lost art of mending broken dolls, porcelain and antique toys.
Thought this house was creative in its decorations! It was raining when I took this shot. Sadly, kids will get wet tonight with all this rain. Happy Halloween, enjoy, stay safe =)
Mysterious Horrors.
Ombre soprannaturali oscure orrori puritani eruditi tematiche forze sconosciute antologia atmosfera spettrale emozioni gotiche tempo disordinato,
profundă deliruri uimitoare nebunie confuză idei camere groaznice anxietăți negre veche tristețe minunate ochi sinistre mizerie disperare,
des leçons flétries de nouvelles erreurs persistantes frissonnant des visages brisés hurlant la conscience des murs inexplicables des miroirs divisés,
tumultuous farer distraherende madhouse frantic stemmer alarmed gråt fryktelige motstridende følelser haggard recluse motbydelig uvitende drømmer transcendent,
morbide Ergüsse unbarmherzige Nächte unverständliche Wesen erschreckend ablenkende Dämonen unerträgliche Objekte hängende Echos zitternde Gedanken,
奇妙なグロテスクの螺旋巨大な孤独な舌の鋭い振動深みのある肉屋の形成復讐突然の反射疑わしい力致命的なエッジ汚染された割れ目すべてを飲み込む.
Steve.D.Hammond.
Heightened Horrors.
Entwickeln Dämonen kühlen Todesfälle, die Schrecken ahnungslose Fragmente makabren Tabellen kolossalen Schlägen knarrende Formen, die stolzes schlucken,
černé komory torrent měsíc mizející židle velké podivné trosky kroucené schody třesoucí se kroky kričí příkazy,
stiskanje potopljenih sveč zelenkasti pritrdilni elementi prameni despairs peni usta morbidne smeri, ki špekulirajo leta,
șoaptă lumea nebună groasă elemente nocive asiduioase întâlnite dispute monstruoase rivalități evitate pesteri necruțătoare,
submergés inéluctables golfes vains horreurs descendant l'oubli rêves hideux doctrines vitales secrets archaïques frissonnement réalisation,
μυϊκά μίλια βροντές φρικιαστικές εξερευνήσεις φοβισμένοι άγνοια μέλη τραγικά τερατουργήματα μη προσδιορίσιμα κόλπα διαβόητα μάτια καταρρέουν οι ηγέτες,
狭い良心的な謎の怒りの恨み神経の敵絶望的な騒々しい死体の星雲風闇の瀕死の敵の海.
Steve.D.Hammond.
This is my great grandfather, George Hollingsworth, who served in the Royal Medical Corps during the First World War.
He was stationed in Malta which was home to 27 hospitals and where over 136,000 soldiers were treated from the Gallipoli and Salonika campaigns alone, suffering malaria and dysentery as well as horrific battle injuries.
Thankfully he came home safely and returned to his job as deputy in a coal mine but I cannot imagine the horrors he saw during his time on the island.
The pocket watch was his wife Sarah's together with its winder. I wonder how many times she wound it whilst waiting for news of him?
The nursing badge belonged to his daughter Hilda who, inspired by her father, dedicated her life to medicine. She served as a nurse in the Royal Navy through the Second World War and as a matron all over England once it finished.
This is in memory of all who died and suffered around the world as well as those dedicated people who served to take care of them.
*Edit*
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sovVYInjHjw&feature=youtu.be
Flickr friend Mark Dixon www.flickr.com/photos/markrd5/ found the perfect music to accompany his touching tribute to those who died. It moved me to tears and says everything I was clumsily trying to say in the photograph above. Thank you for allowing me to share it too Mark.
After a "detour" that I took last Friday in the dark to avoid a very treacherous stretch of busy two-lane highway (unusual weather conditions), I found this "character" house on a rural road. If my life were a horror film, I would have stopped here to stay the night and escape the conditions, and probably would never have been heard from again.
I took record shots that night in the dark and returned yesterday early in the morning. With an early visit, I hoped to avoid the two aggressive guard dogs. Wrong.
Unfortunately, a full head on picture was impossible because of the vegetation. Moreover, there is a vintage truck parked permanently in front of the house. This was one of the most junk littered farms that I have ever seen, but, oh, what a house!
14 April 2015 | Lego Challenge 104/365
"I need a volunteer with guts!" announced the magician.
Shawn raised his hand.
"The sickness has taken hold through violent, blurted syllables
Escape my mouth under my breath
The voice of pricking dread is whispering insistent in my ear
My paranoia galvanised by your gaze, so austere"
Urbex Session : Horrors Labs (BE) , 11.2012
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Another shot from the circus of horrors shoot,one light camera left inside a 60x60 godox soft box fired with nissin air 1
Horror's Of Insanity.
Hémisphères sifflés danse ombres ravissantes tempéraments sanguins vertige nauséabond frappant le cerveau,
الأفكار الكامنة بيليوس الناشئة عدم اليقين الفكاهة تهيج الأعباء الأناشيد تراتيل صرخة فضولي,
συλλαβές τρέλα ψιθυρίζοντας ερεθίσματα κολοσσιαία γλώσσες εξυψωθεί δόξες φοβερή φτερά έντονη αστραπή,
transformarea avertismente luptându-cadru disperări tragice directori batjocoritoare secrete de sub implorare,
geðhvarfasjúkdómi skap niðurdrepandi sálfræðimeðferð erfiðum skapandi mynstrin tíð tilfelli vaxandi andlega list,
fluidità diagnostica farmaci cognitivi sistematici malattia ciclotimico energia emotiva entusiasmi eccitati,
irritability byrbwyll pryder amheus meddwl synhwyraidd ewfforia gyflym gam aflonydd etiology seiciatrig,
ディスポジション躁病高校生の言語障害ディストラクション障害精神的な創造性笑い声.
Steve.D.Hammond.
Weird Horrors / Heft-Reihe
cover: William Ekgren
> Deadly Double (art: Joe Kubert)
> Out of the Crystal (art: Bob Forgione)
> Vengeance of the Vikings (art: Lou Cameron)
St. John Publishing Company / USA 1953
Reprint / Comic-Club NK 2010
ex libris MTP
I wanted to upload this last night but my computer wouldn't let me! There were three houses in a row that went all out for Halloween I was in my car, in major traffic so I couldn't get all the houses in the shot! You can see the centerpiece is flying swings with babies, really spun around, there was a smoke machine & a fortune teller! So much detail, it was fabulous, I wish I could have seen it at night with the lights & music!
A few pics from Berlin this week, folks.
The first is a slightly unusual depiction of the Memorial to the Murdered Members of the Reichstag which is a series of 96 cast iron plates, each depicting a member of the Reichstag murdered between 1939 and 1945 - many in the concentration camps.
The title is based on that wonderful album Unknown Pleasures from Joy Division and its iconic artwork from graphic designer Peter Saville.
I just couldn’t resist this when I saw it on yet another boarded-up shopfront at the top-end of what's now become the wasteland of Glasgow’s Sauchiehall Street, snapping this troika of coming-attraction posters, as it immediately gave me a flashback to STV’s cult Friday late-evening Don’t Watch Alone frightfest from the early 70s that so enthralled me as a kid.
It's clearly a take on the 1960 "Circus of Horrors" B-movie - made in glorious Technicolor, as they would say, hence the Kodachrome 25 film emulation befitting of the era - that occupies a curious hinterland in the history of the British genre cinema, appearing just a couple of years after Hammer made its first tentative forays into the market, but largely forgotten in the wake of the huge success of the undisputed House of Horror’s more high-profile gothic chillers with Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee.
Director Sidney Hayers though is no Terence Fisher with this poorer imitation, but, with a cast that includes cinema’s go-to nasty Nazi Anton Differing, ably supported by Donald Pleasance and Kenneth Griffiths, Circus of Horrors is a very different beast, a lurid and wilfully sleazy exploitation film that pushes the envelope of acceptability with far more daring than Hammer’s often rather more buttoned-up early efforts.
“See it and gasp,” as auteur John Landis wickedly sends up the trailer with his review in Trailers from Hell (trailersfromhell.com/circus-horrors/).
Fujifilm X100V & Kodachrome 25 Film Emulation
From the "Mirror Stage" (Lacan) to the reconquer of Self. The Mirror is not You, but it can be your naricissism or your depression, the place where you are alienated from yourself.
Broke the Mirror!!
In Lacan's reformulation of Sigmund Freud's theories of mental life, the mirror stage constitutes a critical phase in the development of the ego. Drawing on work in physiology and animal psychology, Lacan proposes that human infants pass through a stage in which an external image of the body (reflected in a mirror, or represented to the infant through the mother or primary caregiver) produces a psychic response that gives rise to the mental representation of an "I". The infant identifies with the image, which serves as a gestalt of the infant's emerging perceptions of selfhood, but because the image of a unified body does not correspond with the underdeveloped infant's physical vulnerability and weakness, this imago is established as an Ideal-I toward which the subject will perpetually strive throughout his or her life.
For Lacan, the mirror stage establishes the ego as fundamentally dependent upon external objects, on an other. As the so-called "individual" matures and enters into social relations through language, this "other" will be elaborated within social and linguistic frameworks that will give each subject's personality (and his or her neuroses and other psychic disturbances) its particular characteristics.
Lacan’s ideas about the formation of the "I" developed over time in conjunction with his other elaborations of Freudian theory. He presented a paper on the mirror stage on August 3, 1936, at a conference of the International Psychoanalytical Association in Marienbad.(It is to this conference that Lacan is referring in the first sentence of the essay). Thirteen years later, on July 17, 1949, at a conference of the International Psychoanalytic Congress in Zurich, Lacan delivered another version of the mirror stage paper that later in the same year appeared in print in the Revue Francais de Psychanalyse. The essay was reprinted in the French publication of Ecrits in 1966. Jean Roussel prepared the first translation into English, which appeared in New Left Review 51 (September/October 1968): 63-77. This publication in English is significant, as it contributed to the introduction of Lacanian theory, and specifically the model of the mirror stage, into leftist intellectual circles in Britain at the time when cultural studies was emerging as a field. A new English translation by Alan Sheridan heads Ecrits: A Selection, which was published in 1977.