Artworks by Kathy
Artworks by Kathy

In the interest of preserving Kathy’s identity and not subjecting her to an event of 867-5309 proportions, I’ve deleted the picture of Kathy’s logo and phone number–I wouldn’t want to subject Kathy to the full brunt of Thrifthorror’s readership, that’s like three or four calls. She says that “Artworks by Kathy” is in McAllen, Texas, […]

(NSFW?) Small, embarrassing children
(NSFW?) Small, embarrassing children

There’s a fine line between innocence and exploitation. When it comes to Dollar General ceramics, the line gets trampled on by a herd of cattle. I really don’t want to offer up any commentary about these for fear of seeming like a creepy sleezeball. But what the hey, I’ve already got the bowl of free […]

Like creepy father, like creepy son
Like creepy father, like creepy son

I feel like this picture somehow clashes with itself. I mean, besides the simple fact that the child’s lips are peeled back, or possibly off, to reveal  a skull’s grin, or that this particularly disturbing grin seems to be a dominant genetic trait, this painting seems to be wearing mixed plaids in a polka-dot world. […]

My family, my stump
My family, my stump

This one’s a bit like those weathervanes that spell “NEWS” or maybe “SWEN” or whatever depending on which way the wind blows, except of course that none of this turns to face the wind and gauge its direction, because that would be way too useful. The only possible use for this peg is capturing a […]

Someone dropped the Americana :(
Someone dropped the Americana :(

Happy Independence Day! Or for non-Statesian readers, happy Wednesday, have some of our fine local schlock. It’s not widely known that Norman Rockwell had an interest in the strange and paranormal. In fact, much of the small town retro-40s inspiration came from the realms beyond, in his most productive period from 1988-1991 he rarely left his small Orlando […]

Small girl, gently melting
Small girl, gently melting

The bluebird of happiness has clearly flown past this poor girl. She’s left with the canary of structural instability, or possibly the finch of lassitude. But as April fades into May and May fades into six months of hellish summer in the South, I think we all feel a bit this way. We all feel […]

Offered without comment.
Offered without comment.

Except of course I’m paid by the word, and I work HARD for my $.57/week.  I can only speculate that the sculptor’s intent was to show how excited the AIBO was to see its master coming home from school. And, in a sense, mission achieved, assuming you meant definition #3 of “excited.” The boy, however, […]

He’s probably upset because he missed “pooh week.”
He’s probably upset because he missed “pooh week.”

Because lord knows, babies hate to miss “pooh week.” They’re really all about pooh. He’s even wearing the team colors. This assumes the team colors are jarring red, cheerful yellow, and “gently used spaghetti-os” brown, and that Pooh would have some of that action leaking down his chin. I’m willing to make this assumption, though, […]

It’s Easter! Hide the children!
It’s Easter! Hide the children!

I love how terrified infants look exactly like a walk-on cameo from Alfred Hitchcock’s House of the Young. Particularly if Hitchcock dressed in an adorable little pink number with a high Empire waist. No-one can look shocked, indeed fatally affronted, like a 60-year-old Southern woman or a baby. Or Hitchcock…but. But something is obviously terrifying […]

On the 12th day of Christmas…
On the 12th day of Christmas…

Jog to the world, and all that! It’s time to clean house, take down the lights, and get to the crucial business of 2012! I think I’ve mentioned this before, but I have a weak spot for Balthazar. Traditionally, since he’s from Africa, he’s the only black member of the nativity. And therefore, the only […]