The rare Saturday post. But, since it is Halloween and all, these photos have a shelf life. Here, then, is the last of the decorations that decorate the power poles in a little three-road, two-stop-sign town. They are festive in all seasons, and certainly they meet this season as well.
But first, one of the nearby yards is well into the habit. Or maybe this is where all of these creatures come from. Maybe the skeleton pushing the toxic waste barrel is installing all of these characters. Maybe they emerge from his barrel. What a specific prop.
I can’t decide if this meant to be a Groot, or simply rustic and autumnal or just clever.
This one is trying to be colorfully deceiving, but this character is deceitful and up to no good. The high waist is the first clue. The hair is the second. Everything else about him is also a clue.
I’m amused by how all of these characters are so strikingly different. I assume they are schoolchildren, class projects, or some such. This one, then, would be from an older class, right? And some kid’s dad is looking for those boots all over their house.
I think the most fun in this sort of thing is how we can seize on specific parts that are amusing, like those boots, fixate on things that don’t make sense, such as his hands, or be unsettled by the banal. Imagine if the pockets of his coveralls weren’t fully zipped. We’d call him a madman — scary mask and bloody axe and all.
Finally, the very intimidating demogorgon, from Stranger Things. Oh its one thing on a bright happy day, but imagine bumping into this if you were walking down the sidewalk.
You would run. You might leave your candy behind. The demogorgon is probably hungry, and anyway there’s candy all over the neighborhood. And, tonight, plenty of goblins and princesses and heroes and cute and spooky little things to come take it all.
I hope they take it all.
Unless we got the candy that I like, in which case I might pretend to be a demogorgon to keep it.
