Maybe I should have saved this until Halloween? It’s so hard to tell. This is either a bud vase or a petrified, ancient mushroom, or just possibly unicorn poop. You can recognize unicorn poop because of the pale ghostly color, and of course the horn, although unicorn poop rarely if ever has whole peppercorns in it.
Unicorns don’t eat peppercorns.
An early precursor to Thrifthorror was my high school fixation with Lovecraftian pottery. I never got very far with it, two pots and one pile of shards, but this would have been a perfect addition. It has tentacles. Maybe vines. Possibly intestines. Definitely facial features though.
It stares at us though countless eyes. Or possibly mouths. Eye-mouths that both see and devour. If it could only master budding off an eye-ear-mouth, it could experience very aspect food, except perhaps that of being eaten, but maybe that can be arranged?
Face, or well-defined and strangely sunken nipples and belly button? You be the judge.
Goodwill on 183 and Metric, Austin