I Caved

I got a 'Halloween Tree'. I told myself I didn't need one. It was just a thing to take up space and make you buy ornaments to put on it. It was too kitschy and Christmas is for trees.

Yesterday I gave in and headed out and cut myself down a nice creepy looking branch. Skills with a hacksaw, I has them. I ripped off the leaves that had only just started to grow (what with it being spring and all), and clipped off any branches that didn't fit the aesthetic. Then I spray painted the whole thing a nice matte black. As well as my hands and left pant leg. Skills with spraypaint, I do not have.

I decided that if I was going to have a Halloween tree I wasn't going to subject anyone else to my nonsense, and that it was going to go in my room. Right now the branches hang over my bed-head. It's a pretty neat set-up. I couldn't resist taking a photo of it in the hall though. How can you say no to orange and black?


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Now playing: Flyleaf - What's This?
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My imitation of Pumpkinrot's witch jars. His are better (of course), but I'm quite fond of the one of the far left. It's so cute and little.

We had some strong storms a few days ago and the power went out. My brother and I played Uno by witch-light.

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Also, a shoutout to My Ghoul Friday who is hopefully resting up right now for her weekend at Festival of Fear. Thank you for the lovely comments. They're much appreciated.

Imitation and That Light Blub Moment

About a month ago Pumkinrot posted about his Witch Jars. Today I finally got around to making two. They're not nearly as impressive thanks largely to my incompetence in judging colours. A cool red plus black equals a deep wine colour. You'd think that seeing as colour theory is taught the first lesson of every art class I've ever taken that I would have learnt this. But apparently not. I choose to blame my being taught lighting colour theory for this mistake. The wine colour is passable for blood, but it irritates me, so I'll probably go and re-do it later on. Pictures will follow.

My friend and I were talking (post witch-jar creation) about what we were going to do about making my built-after-the-year-2000 house look like it was old enough to have a history that didn't involve a building accident. And then it dawned on us that if we just didn't turn any of the lights on, we'd be in with a fighting chance. So we're going to tape over all the light switches, cover everything with dust sheets and use only candles and torches for lighting. If it works in the movies, it'll work for us.
We hope.

Photo from here