It’s Halloween week on Craftastrophe! A whole week of holiday horrors to delight and confuse you.
Imagine little Caden when he grows up and has his girlfriend come over to the house. She sees this painting of him and his sister as children hanging on the wall:
Poor Caden. He’s never getting another date. Ever.
The combination of photo-realistic faces and hands with broad brushstrokes adds a certain Halloweeny horror, don’t you agree? Shudder.
We all know bad children get coal in their stockings at Christmas. What do bad children get at Easter?
Behold Puddle the Funky Gypsy Fiber Art Bunny. Hm. Looks more like Puddle the Mutant Horror Movie Mexican Wrestling Luchadora Bunny to me. In any case, scary as hell.
THAT will teach them to be good, right?
What can you say about Puddle..? She is truly a unique little creation…Puddle simply adores our pet dog Pepper and will follow him around – much to his horror…Pepper reckons she is a really fierce watchdog…not a bunny lover!! Puddle sits and pines away by our window wondering why the other bunnies down come by to visit
Listed under “Valentine’s Sale,” a painting called “The Binding of Isaac”
This piece captures the affect of a child -who would be the “sacrificial lamb”.
As Isaac connects to us in this moment, he gazes into your soul with a single tear streaming from his eyes.
Here is not Abraham’s challenge to express the greatest love by obediently following the will of G-d rather than cling to his love for a son.
Instead you witness the surrender of the one who’s was not to act, but be acted upon.
Because nothing says romance like the blood sacrifice of a child. I can hear it now “Honey, you shouldn’t have!”
I suggest sticking to roses and chocolates. Trust me on this one.
It is a little-known fact that I hate elves. Elves are creepy. Elves are weird. Elves are scary. And NO, I am not going to any midnight showing of “Lord of the Rings” with you, thank you very much.
Given my elf-loathing, I fully expected to hate these Elf Cloaks.
It must be a Christmas miracle, because even my hard little elf-hating heart is charmed by them. I kind of want to go to a concert in the woods and twirl around a lot.
Poor Caden. He’s never getting another date. Ever.
