Saturday, October 31, 2009

Halloween 2009

Well, that was reasonably painless. I carved fewer jacks this year than usual, thanks in part to the Countdown to Halloween. I started the blog last October, too late to join last years countdown, so I was ready for it this time. The countdown inspired me to check out the coffin races for the first time, which I'll plan never to miss again. And I've gotten some good ideas for next year. I apologize to the people who came to my blog looking for tips on how to make their own Halloween Spooky Laboratory. Unfortunately, I just got the blog's title from an episode of South Park. Maybe that's something for me to consider for next years countdown.

Anyway, a hearty Cheers! to all of the other Countdown participants, Happy Halloween!, thanks for dropping by and may your Day of the Dead hangover be mercifully brief.

Momia Vampiro


Hmmm. Kind of makes me hungry for cinnamon rolls. Well, this is my third and last jack this year. I think I get less enthused about carving the fancy ones each year. Sculpting in such a perishable medium just seems like a waste. And I don't want to spend fifty bucks on a decent pumpkin but the $5 variety totally blow for sculpting in. I'm about ready to hold off carving them until they develop a decent synthetic pumpkin. I could carve them all year around and sell them before Halloween instead of spending that precious time slaving over a rotting fruit, racing against a bunch of bacteria. I know, I suppose it's just not the same, huh? I started using electric lights to light my pumpkins years ago, though, so why not switch to fake pumpkins while I'm at it? Right now there doesn't seem to be a material with the same carving qualities of a fresh pumpkin. But I think we'll see the development of suitable synthetic pumpkins for serious sculptors in the coming years. Most people are still going to want the real thing.


Anyway, something I found online gives me ideas for a different method next year:
This isn't far removed from my earlier method but this sort of jack could be appreciated in light or dark and would cut out a lot of the headaches of my current technique. On the downside it isn't sculpting in the same sense as my current method. Also, as with every other method I've tried, most people who see it don't realize it's a real pumpkin.

Friday, October 30, 2009

Off-ed to the Races!

No the people of Manitou Springs, Colorado aren't a bunch of chanting and gibbering deformed idol-worshipping savages out of a Lovecraft story, they just really know how to celebrate Halloween. And their Halloween spirit shines the brightest during the Emma Crawford Coffin Races, held every year the Saturday before Halloween. This years event, the 15th annual ECCR, had the fortune of falling on one of the warmest sunniest day of the month.

Emma Crawford was a lovely young woman, afflicted with tubeculosis, whose family moved to Manitou in 1889 to provide her with the believed restorative powers of the local mineral springs and mountain air. Emma asked to be buried on nearby Red Mountain and when she died, in 1891, her family had the wish fulfilled. Unfortunately, Emma's body was relocated years later by the railroad to the south side of Red Mountain where the heightened exposure to the elements caused Emma coffin to become unearthed and wash down the mountainside in 1929. Emma's poor abused bones were re-interred in a cemetery in an unmarked grave and rumor has it that Emma's ghost haunts the slopes of Red Mountain looking for her lost resting place.

So I trust you get the basic premise. Every year the folks of Manitou pay tribute to Emma's spirit with a racing competition where colorfully-costumed teams push coffin-like carts ( two at a time) to the finish line, each bearing a unique representation of the restless Miss Crawford.

Each year there is an invitation only wake at the Miramont Castle the evening before the race and the next day the public event begins with a parade in Emma honor featuring a convoy of pimped-out hearses as well as the race competitors themselves.

It's basically a Halloween event, with dazzling costumes on both sides of the parade-tape.

Prizes are given for originality of the teams costumes and coffins as well as the actual races.

The event gives Halloween exhibitionists a perfect place to flaunt their nature, such as... What's this?...

What's bugging those dogs? Some kind of remote-controlled car?

Oh, but of course...

The fact is, there were so darned many people packed onto Manitou Avenue that I gave up trying to get good shots of the races themselves. But I knew someone would have video up on YouTube by the time I wrote this post, anyway.

Ghosts from the Crawlspace

I'd almost forgotten about these old Halloween decorations that we had stored in the crawlspace. I always dug these glow-in-the-dark ghosts.

I think this one is my favorite.

A couple of them are suffering from damage.

Like this witch, which I probably helped deface at some point in my childhood.

I suspect that these last two are older than I am.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Cemetery Bear

About 15 years ago I went on a trip to the mountain town of Lake City with my mom. During the trip we took a drive up to the Lake City cemetery to see my grandfather's grave. At one point during the drive up the winding dirt road I spotted a small bear. I got out of the car and took some pictures of it as it ambled off into the woods and even followed it a little. If the bear was a cub, it's mother was nowhere in sight.

Moments later, I realized that we'd found the grave. I'd unknowingly framed it in the first pictures.

Cool cemetery, too....