Oh, paint-it-yourself rabbits. You neve lead me astray. This one’s particularly runny. There was an awful lot of “not really giving a damn” at work here. Poor bunny. There’s a story from Japan about a brush, or an artist, or some such that made paintings so perfect that they’d come to life if the artist […]
Not being a parent, I really don’t know if “bunny money” is a “thing” or not. I assume it’s tied into the ressurection of Jesus somehow. Maybe he was, also, stuffed with quarters. In the same way that, during the season of Easter, we are all stuffed with quarters. And that’s a really nice feeling. I […]
These horrid little lumps sprouted like night-blooming mushrooms at Savers, and I’m still waiting for my apology. They did put out a retraction, but that’s hardly the same thing. Two of these are obviously sick, like “get the chicken soup” sick. This implies there’s something wrong with the third, but…it may just be stupid. Certainly […]
Easter’s just around the corner, and that means that I’ll be flooding thrifthorror with bunny pics. But first, a moment of quiet reflection on Sad Jesus. I did a little research–very little–my limited, broken Spanish told me that “St Christo de Limpias” was “Clean Jesus,” not Sad Jesus, though there were some gender and quantity […]
Few mortals are given the gift of the Mysteries of the Ancient Order of Jellyfish. So take though the sacred chalice of the Moon-Jelly, filled with moon-jelly wine, and raise it to your lips, and drink. Mind thou not the texture, it is supposed to be that way, and the burning sensation, likewise, is to […]
When the DIY plaster-bans came out with the “tower of fruit” centerpiece figure, the local goodwills got blasted by these oddly-painted pome-piles. (This is a “for example” of what the original, ur-fruit, would look like. This isn’t exactly like what you’d see in Plaster & Paint, if you were easily amused and had a mind […]
Kiss me, I’m Irish. Actually, I’m possibly Norwegian or Danish, and it’s four days too late for St. Patty’s, but it’s a GREAT shamrock, isn’t it? Can’t you spare a little lippage? Let us not stereotype too much this St. Patrick’s. Smiling Irish eyes might just be shockingly blue, and smiling Irish hair–is that […]
You can see it in his fevered expression. The haunted, sunken eyes, the lips like a single strip of flesh cut from a vienna sausage with a ‘Xacto knife, a pink ribbon of dead flesh. He is the dark lord of the Chipmunks, and his team is going to WIN. Ballpoint chest hair is a […]
The two great motifs here at Thrifthorror: shell art and clowns. These weird creatures are a distant third. I think they may be some sort of fungus, with a broad cap. Sort of a puffball, or something in the criminy family. Eventually their caps burst and they distribute their spores across the winds, and they sprout […]
this may be the single biggest slap in the DIY Plaster Craft industry’s bruised and mottled face yet. First, pick the most ambitious thing on the shelf. Preferably something with a nice, tight seasonal deadline. Sit down. Clear your mind. Really clear that sucker. Then, because you’ve gotta get this painted, dried and glazed before […]