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Halloween Hi-Jinx

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Here's a Halloween homage to Ernie Bushmiller's inscrutable Nancy and Sluggo. There's frost on the pumpkin down here, and Screamin' Jay Hawkins is on the box. We're geared up for trick or treaters. I've already been digging into the Fun-size Snickers so much my teeth hurt. It's like crack, I'm afraid. Washing them down with hard liquor seems to take the edge off. I'm a pirate, and it's Halloween Week at the Bob blog, too. Swing by for a trick or treat.

Hallow Weeny

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It's Hallowe'en, so we're treadin' into Drew Friedman territory here (25 years after the fact). However, any excuse to draw Eddie, Tor, Vampira, Dr. Tom Mason, Criswell and Kelton the Cop, I'm all over it. This was for a Video Vulture column a couple of weeks back. I've just passed the one year mark on doing it, so congrats to John Tebbutt for putting up with my hit-or-miss scribbles every week! It's always a surprise finding out what the Sam Hell his next topic is gonna be, but it's fun to read and then try to find reference material. Quite often, I'm freezing the frame on YouTube, squinting hard to make out exactly what kind of remote control helicopters are pursuing the flying witch head, or exactly how the costume on some obscenely obscure anime villainess is put together (or not).

Dinosaurs and Dead Guys

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Stegosaurus and Mummy: two great tastes that taste great together!

Just a little something I saw on my lunch break today.

Deadmonton Skeleton

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Edmonton, Alberta...where the dead walk.

And the living buy lots of polyester clothing with skulls and "dark" images printed or embroidered on them.

Please, everyone. Put down the Emily the Strange crap and back away slowly.

Modly Giggin'

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You can't really dig the whole scene at this size, but the third lady from the left is paying a little tribute to the most fabulous book ever. And keeping it real in the process. Respect.

Ghost Lamp

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Almost as cute as the IKEA spook lights I got a while back, this lamp is by Marcel Dzama!

M'Whole Body's A Weapon

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My contribution to the Some of My Favourite People are Dead
The Posthumous Portrait Show
mentioned below. I chose perennial fave Don Knotts. All the pretty girls chose him too.

For me, the big deal with doing this piece was finding out that the Old Simmons Mansion used in The Ghost and Mr. Chicken was in fact NOT the same house that was used in Psycho(1960), as is often erroneously stated on many movie sites. Its construction actually dates back to a 1946 movie called So Goes My Love (for which the Munsters house was also built). It later showed up in flicks such as Harvey (1950) and the Jerry Lewis laff-riot Rock-a-Bye Baby(1958). Part of the Universal Studios backlot "Colonial Street", its heavily remodeled facade can be seen these days on Desperate Housewives. Personally, I can find better ways to spend my viewing time.

The Ghost of Joan Miro Goes to a Halloween Party

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My submission for "Some of My Favourite People are Dead; The Posthumous Portrait Show", opening Thursday night at the Marquee Room here in Calgary.

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Some of My Favourite People are Dead
The Posthumous Portrait Show

curated by Courtney Thompson

Marquee Room, Second Floor of the Uptown Stage and Screen
612 8th Ave SW
October 25 to November 11
Opening October 25, 7-9 PM

Tom Bagley, Lisa Brawn, Byron Eggenschwiler, Ryan Gustafson, Mark Hamilton, Matt Luckhurst, Aimee Qiu, Katie Radke, Genevieve Simms, Curtis Sorensen, Fiona Staples, Kipling West

Another Ghost Valentine

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In the wonderful world of vintage valentines one of my favorite categories is "Halloween". Since we seem to be talking about ghosts lately, here's one for the phantasmic folks.

The Mystery of the Thirsty Poltergeist

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I didn't break it, nor did Rod and even if Weatherwax is uncharacteristically getting onto the counter during the night, I somehow doubt that if she broke it that it would look like this. Also, there was no water on the counter, so it couldn't have been a popping ice cube either. Tis' the season, I guess.

The season for confounding mysteries from beyond the reaches of human sanity, that is!