From the annual Harvest Homecoming Parade in New Albany, Indiana.
I don’t know if the … um .. dance is a regional thing, limited to this particular clutch of Shriners, or part of a wider tradition, but they’ve been doing it for as long as I can remember. In any case, the Harvest Homecoming signals the official big kickoff to Fall around here.
A new Autumn Wind gathers its flock of red and gold leaves.
Their furtive hissing laughter echoes as they play around lamp posts and porch swings with new arrivals piling on by the hour. High up, past the church wall, beyond the arch that marks the cemetery path, above towering belfries and forgotten attics, perched atop the tallest spire’s topmost height is Magwitch.
His gargoyle talons click and “scritch!” on slate, a tortured chalkboard sound that is all but lost in the whistling air, but felt nevertheless. You are being watched.
Snug Harbor needed someone to keep those mischievous hags the Grim Sisters in check.
Who better to patrol the winds aloft than our own gargoyle?
He’s actually finished now, but I don’t have any good pictures of him yet without the blue ears.
This is why it’s there.
If you have a natural talent for origami, or if you’ve ever solved a Rubik’s Cube, then de-molding a paper mache skeleton will be a slam dunk.
De-molding this guy was actually not that difficult. Reassembling the flayed corpse, however, was more of a challenge. I don’t think I ever re-combobulated a Rubik’s Cube without peeling the stickers.
It looked less like an exploded Giger monster after the ribcage bits were tacked back together.
Paper Mache Skeleton V2.0 – Part 1