kim faires photography + stuff
Wherein I post one or more photos I’ve taken, and write about ‘em. And that’s it. No biggie. Just a pixel-fix on my part. Each and every Friday.
Halloween is coming and Christie’s is auctioning off the original Darth Vader costume from Star Wars.
They’re thinking they might get $365 000 for it.
$365 000 for that bad boy, and some super-rich, super-geek is going to have one bad-ass costume for next year….
That’s if he can fit into it, of course. (That David Prowse was a BIG guy….)
Let’s just move on to the Halloween-ish things in MY neighbourhood.
Things like, you know, cool houses that could easily be turned into scary houses:
I love this particular house all year long, but on Halloween it’s even better. I mean, hey house! You don’t even have to try to be scary. You, house, you just naturally have the Halloween vibe going on.
We all know that when the sun goes down, two red eyes appear in that upper window. And that there’s probably a psychotic clown just waiting to pop to life in one of the kids’ bedrooms.
I just know it.
Yeah. House. You the Halloween-bomb. No doubt about it.
And then there’re other houses that need a bit of help. So they let scary gargoyles perch on their porches. Like this:
And creepy scarecrows.
Well, ok, creepy only if you’ve seen too many movies where ghoulish things like clowns and dolls come to life and try to kill people. You know, like what might happen in that crazy scary house you just saw. The house that doesn’t have to try so hard.
Otherwise, hey, just a bunch of scarecrows, really:
And, of course, tombstones.
Scary? Well yeah, kinda.
But, then again, this one’s styrofoam.
So, not. I guess:
And skulls. Musn’t forget skulls.
Or rather, one particular skull.
MY skull to be exact:
Ok, not my skull [duh], but a prop skull. From a play I directed once.
He’s sorta creepy.
[You’re creepy, Kim, for keeping him.]
But he looks good on a bookshelf.
And now, pumpkins.
First: someone else’s:
An orange one. And…uh, two kind of albino pumpkins.
What the hell? Who are those white pumpkins anyway?
Holier-than-thou pumpkins! Stop showing up Mr. Regular-Orange-Pumpkin.
And, lastly, my pumpkin:
Have a Happy Halloween.