jon shirley brought this little dude in over the summer, to trade for a fox skull that had come into our possession. john had recently got the back of his freshly-shaven head tattooed, in a cool pentagram / batwings / upside-down cross / “antichrist” / “666″ design, and when i gave him the skull (and a string to hang it from) he immediately took off his shirt and wore the skull as a necklace. it sat perfectly in the hollow of his sunken chest, and he told me he would never wear a shirt again.
i’m guessing the statue was originally holding a wheelbarrow, plow, or other instrument of labor, but i think these shitty markers make a far better complement. bare feet grounded but ready to spring, steel-eyed reserve, half-smile, guns blazing, and the guns are weird. hi jon!
folk art- $20
this is our foray into the “urban vinyl” scene. eyes to the skies and always googlin’, this prancy/respectful little chap is always silently like “then what?” to everything. working on an overpriced web edition of this in the style of the time.
fujichia donkey - $3
urban vinyl on wikipedia
we lucked into a mess of plastic animals, and started cutting them up and hot gluing them back together. this orange billygoat only needed a single cut from a petite hacksaw to transform him into the morningstar. this picture doesn’t do him justice, but let whosoever can take a picture of darkness personified step forward. moms, dads, legal guardians- this toy is seriously fucked up.
satan $6.66
ok, this is a little awkward, but i guess cha cha had some gentleman suitor (NB: they were both 15) who made her these twist-tie demons as a show of affection. this was years ago and everyone needs to clean house so one day homegirl’s mom shows up with these things and the story (FYI: things didn’t work out qua “workin’ out” but in the words of the poet, “that’s the way of the world”). i guess the dude’s still around and can be located through friends-of-friends (circumventing cha cha), and these things do totally rule, but do they rule enough to fight through the awkwardness of contacting him and trying to get him to make more? i mean, even if it’s not a big deal, it’s still weird, right? anyway we had a couple of these, this is the second-to-last one, nobody say nothing. twist-tie demon- $8?
i really like those little glazed clay animals that come with that one kind of tea, so much so that i almost (almost) started buying the tea myself. but instead i just started rolling my own out of some left-over sculpey. true, mine don’t have that rock-tumbled look that the tea animals do, nor did any of my animals ever grace noah’s ark, but they do, i think, have a similar sad quiet dignity that discrete commerce and ephemeral status can only amplify. $2
