Showing posts with label nostalgia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nostalgia. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Back in the day...

I ain't gonna lie...I want to live in this guys little 1950's town. Pretty impressive stuff. 

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Sunday, September 15, 2013

Why, oh why...

Do things like this no longer happen.


1940s National Biscuit Co. Halloween Spiced Wafer Box and Canco Halloween tin.








I want to reside in that little house back there.



image found here.

Where Halloween masks go to die.


I was at a flea market a few weeks ago and I spotted a Frankenstein mask very similar to the one pictured here.  When I went over to investigate, I found several others...a witch, devil, gorilla, and so on. Most of them were on the floor, in the dirt, behind a big, elaborate case.  I knocked over a few priceless antiques and made my way to them...they were all dirty,  stapled together and cracked in several places. I thought about rescuing them for posterity sake, they obviously weren't where they should be.  But I flipped over their little price-tags...only to discover that I'm pretty sure the keepers of the shop knew what they had...they just didn't care. Meanwhile, in that big elaborate case, locked up from Halloween scoundrels, was a string of vintage Christmas lights...from the 50's...still in their original box...with a little handwritten sign that read 'fragile'.

Christmas:  for assholes.



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Thursday, September 5, 2013

Autumn Harvest

From the 1964 edition of the book Autumn Harvest, by Alvin Tresselt, illustrated by the great Roger Duvoisin. Copyright 1951.

Houses at Night


I adore the work of Todd Hido.

This photo reminds me of cool Autumn nights in Durbin, West Virginia...walking through those desolate streets and passing the lonely houses in a town that once was...


As if in a dream...


More images here

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Strange things are good.


Image found here.

This place, I must find it.

On the north coast of British Columbia in Canada, where the Alaskan border is closer than the nearest town, lies a mysterious hidden place, accessible only by a long arduous gravel road behind a locked gate. Ninety-four homes, two hundred apartments, a hospital, shopping mall, Town & Country restaurant, movie theatre, sports centre, a Royal Bank; all the amenities you could possibly need in this remote part of the world await behind the towering mountains. The only thing missing are the people. Welcome to Kitsault, BC.  
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Thursday, August 29, 2013

Kenny and his pumpkin.


Imagery.

Bad acting and Canadian accents aside, I was a fan of Goosebumps: The Haunted Mask episode.  I'm not entirely sure why, but I think a lot of it had to do with this scene:



That little novelty shop, the leaves skipping across the the street, and of course, those kids pulling a wagon of jack-o-lanterns on an autumn evening. It's a scene that I was sure I would encounter in the coming years of my life, but now assume no longer exists.

Image from The Blood-Curdling Blog of Monster Masks