Probably the most random and weirdest thing i have ever found…legs!!
BEST VIEWED LARGE, ONE CLICK ON THE PIC WILL DO IT CLICK HERE FOR THE BEGINNING OF THE STORY Spare the rope…spoil the parent. / / So just in case any of you are a little slow on the uptake…this is a very loose Syni’ster translation of the old saying…“Spare the rod spoil the child.” I can read your mind you know, I know you are curious how the game of 20 questions went this time…I almost lost a finger on this one, it wasn’t just close…I am actually bleeding a little. Those brutal little witches were so over excited that they got a little chop happy here with my lovely precious FINGER. GAWD I would rather lose a stumpy little toe that my finger. I had to remind Casey that without my finger, I could not push the all important shutter button on the camera. While she did pout terribly, she only cut my finger a little with a very dirty knife. I am going for a tetanus shot this weekend I swear!!! / / I am not sure who is spoiling who. Reine climbed up and made no obvious bones about being strung up like an old school criminal. That woman is either a saint with the patience of Jobe…or she is a few sandwiches short of a picnic. I am going to make a call here…I call “NUTZ” for crying out loud. If she was a picnic…we would all starve. Why oh WHY did this woman not leave both her children at that church and not run like HELL? She had to have known they were evil from birth. I guarantee you they were born both warped and full of madness. / / The rumours are not just true they are DEAD on. (Or is it all the people the Syni’sters get close to are dead G’one?) I am not sure what is what anymore. Maybe it was the violence surrounding their separation…and their birth into this world. Maybe they are just full of the devil. I cannot say for sure but Casey and Katey are definitely cases for the best hospitals, to use in their studies…or experiments?? Shock therapy? Now THERE’S a concept that makes me warm and fuzzy all over. Of course it would make the Sisters warm all over too wouldn’t it?? Oh yes, I just giggled a little to myself about that. / / I am truly headed for the loony bin now. I smashed that phone to bits you know…it does not ring anymore but NOW someone bangs on my door at all hours of the night and NO ONE IS EVER THERE!!! I really do think THEY have found where I am hiding. I am scared my friends very scared. I refuse to answer the door anymore. CLICK HERE FOR THE NEXT PIC/JOURNAL OF THE SERIES
Once I had the rarest rose / That ever deigned to bloom / Cruel winter chilled the bud / And stole my flower too soon. Annie Lennox
THANKS 2 my model : Shari Malaika !!!
Many thanks to Marcus Ranum for the models. Textures from CG Textures. FEATURED IN: “MACABRE PHOTOGRAPHY”
BEST VIEWED LARGE, ONE CLICK ON THE PIC WILL DO IT CLICK HERE FOR THE BEGINNING OF THE STORY We are back to Dwight and Reine again. Dwight is maybe not a stupid as his wife believes. I know after she dropped him with a kick to the family lumps of coal, that she was quite pleased with herself…But I tell ya, he snuck up on her when I was shooting the full frontal of the Syni’ster happy abode and knocked her the hell out. One shot, right to the back of her head and she went down like a sack of hammers. Holy CRAP. That hollow crack, is a sound I will take to my grave with me and hear it every time I close my eyes. / He picked her up off the ground, I could tell he was still peeved, threw her over his shoulder and carried her to the broken down old ford!! With one hand he lifted her by the back of her shirt and tossed her onto the truck. I stood with my mouth hanging open thinking to myself (while I also considered at the very same moment whether or not it was in my best interest to piddle my pants in fear) that FOR SURE, he had crushed her skull with that axe. He slowly turned and stared at me while I squirmed and did my best not to pass out. I had just seen my first murder live, and in 3-D. As I watched, in what seemed to be “movie” exaggerated, slow motion, he pointed at the ground in front of him. I wasn’t honestly sure what he meant until he pointed AGAIN at the ground, with a fierce emphasis. He even bared his teeth at me like a rabid dog. Suddenly I understood….it was the same thing my dad used to do when I was about to get a lickin with the belt and he wanted me to come closer. / CRAP CRAP CRAP!!! Am I about to get a lickin?? I stepped closer and Dwight motioned at my camera…and then swung the axe up over his shoulder and posed!! With what I can can only describe as an actual smile/smirk…the nutburger was posing for a freaking family portrait!!! When he heard the shutter click he swung that axe off his shoulder and it shot down towards his wife’s neck! I can tell you I did not mean to shoot that picture…I jumped so hard when he swung that axe, that I twitched and snapped a picture all at the same time. I swear to you that he was going to chop her rotten head right off her shoulders. Right at that very moment…a police car went flying by down the gravel road. About ten meters past us, I heard the brakes slam on and the car skidded crazily to a halt, then slowly backed up. I looked in relief at the police car and all I could think was “Thank the freaking powers that be!! My ass is SAVED.” (OOOPS…sorry about that I promised no more potty mouth if you saved me god!! I take it back, I swear I do! Ooops…I mean I promise I do…DAMN…I did it again…oh and AGAIN!! GRRRR…I need to stop thinking OR…) I looked at Dwight…he was waving at the cops…smiling serenely and pointing at me and my camera. I came to…snapped back to the moment…and REALIZED WHAT THIS LOOKED LIKE!! No nononono NOOOOOOO!! Come ON!!!!!!!!!! / You have got to be kidding me right? This could not possibly be happening. I saw the cop grin and then laugh out loud. They thought this was a photo shoot…a PRANK! Dwight grinned again and grabbed Reine’s arm and waved it limply at the cops. If you can actually believe this, they drove away and left me there. THAT is what I get for making a promise about my potty mouth and breaking it. You shouldn’t break your promises to the powers that be people. This is what it gets you!! As the cops drove away, I looked back to see Dwight slapping Reine across the face and giving her a little shake. He shook her a little harder and then I could have sworn I heard a little whimper come out of his throat. What was this? Concern? Pain? Was this love? Or a sickness? A disease. To quote Lady GaGa, A Bad Romance? ( I Know, I know…I had to do it…sorry but I like that song. There is just no accounting for bad taste and it really just fits them doesn’t it??) / / Next thing I know, he was caressing her cheek and then he spoke the the only other words he had spoken since just before Reine clocked him. “I think I broke my beautiful”. He actually sounded heart broken. I backed slowly away, eyeing my van that was just on the other side of that broken down ford. As I was assessing my situation I heard another sound…a grunt and a wet sounding CRACK. As I refocused on the scene in front of me, I saw Reine standing over Dwight (who was half laying, half sitting on the ground). / Dwight’s lip was pouring fresh blood and Reine was laughing hysterically. Dwight grinned up at her and repeated his regular line. “Families that play together STAY together.” Reine leaned over and kissed him, a true kiss, not a peck on the forehead, a passionate loving kiss. GOOD GRIEF…I wanted to vomit with the show of affection. Get a room for goodness sakes!! I have to go throw up now!! I will be back tomorrow night!! / / CLICK HERE FOR THE NEXT PIC/JOURNAL IN THE SERIES
A bit of fun for halloween….. a mad doctor, and one verrry very brave victim!
My girlfriend’s Daughter, Lauren, entered a competition at her local Roller Disco Hallowe’en Party. / I was intending to make her up as a vampire using my professional movie fangs and makeup, but alas, I could not be there and her Mum had to step in my shoes to do the costume. / Rachel decided to turn Lauren into a classic Romero Zombie instead, and I was very impressed, so were the Roller Disco crowd too…..as….SHE WON!! / This is a close up of her, with slightly manipulated eyes and blood added to the teeth by me, otherwise its as Rachel made her up, using food colouring and syrup and talcum powder!
many thanks to ys-eye for her assistance.
Halloween 2009
Me and Kelly playing at Evergreen Cemetery~10/16
Travelers repose and dream among my leaves. / William Blake
THANKS 2 my model : Shari Malaika !!!
Halloween 2009
many thanks to ys-eye for her assistance.
Listen … / With faint dry sound, / Like steps of passing ghosts, / The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break free from the trees / And fall. / - Adelaide Crapsey, 1878-1914, November Night
Shot take during the Little Five Points Halloween Parade in Atlanta (2009).
“Being a demon isn’t that easy, / There are stresses and lots of strains as well, / In fact, they make us feel quite queasy, / You could say that being a demon is hell.” / Gary the Demon.
This group is strictly for Photographers who dabble in the dark arts. Whether it be something which disturbs the psyche through planned out concepts or all in good fun, showcases excellent use of lighting, special effects and collaboration with models. We discourage Photo Manipulation (though in moderation will allow photos with light manipulation) and highly encourage Staged photo shoots in which what you see, is really there. But mostly, we’re here to push the Boundaries.
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ma⋅ca⋅bre
–adjective
1. gruesome and horrifying; ghastly; horrible.
2. of, pertaining to, dealing with, or representing death, esp. its grimmer or uglier aspect.
3. of or suggestive of the allegorical dance of death.
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