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October 31, 2008 |
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
Whoa. Heavy.
Creepy!
Happy Halloween!!
That skull had a tongue in it and could sing once.
It's Hecate's kitchen cupboard.
Damn, that mouse sure biled up a nice collection during the years.
He is prabably into Shakespeare.
I meant 'piled up'. Sorry for the typo.
Today's Halloween haiku...
Now that I am dead
And I've been placed in a wall
Guess which one is me!
Or...
Alas poor Yorick
I can't seem to find his head
Damn! Horatio
The skulls of former residents? It's an exciting new design feature, but will it catch on?!
Why was my comment removed, I wonder? I stand by what I said...not something I wanted to see with my breakfast! The window on the skulls is vaguely skull-shaped too.
And, as I said before, it is most hideous.
(Is Found being censored now, or something?)
Baby Basil, maybe it was a 'trick' that your comment was removed, since it is the day of trick-or-treating.
I feel like I have seen this photo somewhere before...not here, but somewhere.
What is the little dealymabob on the right? Looks like a duck head with a golden ring on it. The very last skull (it's white, bottom right) looks like an alien.
Why is there a lock?
What's really scary is that I still have the Pina Colada song going through my head. Thanks, Hiplainsdrifter.
This makes me think of Sedlec Ossuary, that church with all the bones. Did anybody notice that none of these skulls have mandibles?
Is it just me or does it look like there is writing in the upper right hand corner?
I wonder, if you open the lock, will you find a whole library of skulls?
Terrie - they have mandibles, the picture was taken from someone lower than the shelving. And what is that writing?
Terrie is correct: no mandibles. And most have no front teeth.
What is truly odd is the center skull on the lower shelf has/had tusks. Magnify and increase the magnification on your browser. It appears to be a cross between a man and a wart hog.
There is a lock on the door, which makes me think this is an "ossuary" belonging to a monastery or similar. The skulls are separated from the bodies and "filed" if you will, in numbered shelves or compartments, in order of death. The "window" is for the purposes of veneration/prayer. It's locked to keep them from wandering off with someone.
Reminds me of all those Vietnamese skulls that were preserved in hopes of finding out who the people were.
Terrie is right..there are no jawbones. If there were the skulls would rest a lot higher. Look at the top row. They are resting flat down on the shelving...no lower jaw or teeth.
The cutout in the wooden door looks sort of like the Liberty Bell. But those skulls are trapped, so I'm confused as to what the artist was going for.
At first glance, and from a distance, I thought it was a rack of bowling balls.
@ Feeling:
Very nice haikus! I wish I could think of one. Happy Halloween.
Terri, I chewed off their chins.
well teeth are quite easily lost when the gums are gone, and the lower jaws aren't so important as to put them on the shelf when you left the rest of the bones in their graves (or, more probable in another room where less visitors have access to)...
i don't think it's a bad or disgusting thing to store the skulls where they can be seen and visited, considering that death is inevitably a part of life, and that depending on the cultural background the dead are still part of the family (it makes sense if you ask me).
dance at funerals, people- visit grandma's skull and have a smoke with her... i don't get most western cultures in that respect...
serial killer master: no no no! idiot!
serial killer apprentice: what?
serial killer master: what's with the window?
serial killer apprentice: well, i thought...
serial killer master: recite rule 13.13.
serial killer apprentice: if you keep skulls as souvenirs, be sure to hide them where they will not be found.
serial killer master: a rookie patrolman on his very first day would find your "hidden" skulls.
serial killer apprentice: but i...
serial killer master: "take my sister's son," she said. "he's a bright boy," she said. fix this, or when i get back i'm putting your skull in there.
serial killer apprentice: yes, sir, uncle eugene. i'm sorry.
serial killer master walks away muttering.
What I want to know is how can we be certain this isn't the basement of the Senior Center? Has anyone checked?
In all seriousness though, I agree with Child in Time. different cultures have different reactions to death and this is no less valid than the "bone orchards" here in the States (Aside: I love the euphemism 'Bone Orchard' for cemetery. It's so evocative) with their immaculately tended landscapes and wreathes of plastic flowers. It doesn't matter how we honor our dead so long as we do.
Then again... I have a skull collection in my studio. (animal skulls, not human, and none of which i killed myself or caused to be killed) and i know it creeps some people out. I don't find it morbid at all, but I'm an amateur naturalist and am fascinated by comparative anatomy, so my remarks should be taken in proper perspective.
Happy Halloween everybody
Haahaa, kwyncee... funny. :-)
there's this picture on a wall here at work, of this place, probably 60 years ago, when they still did farming on the grounds. From a distance, it looks like skulls piled up, but its really a bunch of squash. It creeps me out every time i see it.
Reminds me of when Ewan McGregor and Charley Boorman did that Long Way 'Round motorcycle tour of that half of the globe.. they stopped off at a truly amaaaazing place in the Czech Republic- the Church of Bones. (far more elaborate than this little enclave)
http://tinyurl.com/churchofbones
http://tinyurl.com/cobwiki
It may have also been on that mind boggling movie/documentary, Baraka.. Oh wait, no, that may have been the Killing Fields.
So this is where the Rolling Stones hang out when they're not on tour.
I thought it was a government think tank.
what you are, I once was; what I am, you shall become...
Empty-headed? Check.
No soul? Check.
Skinny? Check.
Must be a herd of Hollywood Starlets!
This could be the haunted house at Disneyland.
When my (Nigerian) uncle died last year we had an all-night dance party and threw money his widow.
The "Found" poster - is a zodiac-like killer leaving obvious clues to their dastardly dirty deeds.
(done dirt cheap)
I mean, we threw money at his widow.
That's one way to cure TMJ....
BONE ORCHARD
Over the frozen field of stone monoliths
flies an inky,cawing soul-stealer bird.
Hungry-scrawny mourners await at the gate,
unable to fulfill their scripted longings.
The door to death is locked.
A sickly child wails.
Dusk pervades the tawny-pumpkin colored sky
twilight ghosts dance
shadow people hide
whispering voices
monoliths cry tears of skulls
the ground is covered in empty eye sockets.
The mourners face the other way.
A sickly child stops breathing.
An ebony cat of darkness is everywhere, now
the mourners walk into the sky
Jack O' Lanterns spill their guts onto sacred ground turning dirt into future
gourd birthing vessels.
A tiny soul enters one of the seed mounds.
An invisible scavenger bird shrieks in frustration. Night never ends.
now, there's my Uncle Bob, we were looking for him !!!!
Hi Uncle BOB !!!
and as quick as that
Bob was no longer your Uncle.
Awesome....skull an' bones...HAPPY *SKULL* O'LANTERN!!!
this definitely put a lot of theories in my head... but i think the true meaning behind this picture is what ORINICO has said...
btw, i love all your comments...made me laugh...glad to have "found" found ;)
This is from the Skull and Bones secret society at Yale. Don't ask me about it. I'm sworn to secrecy. I shouldn't even have said this much. I ... wait a minute, someone's knocking at my door, I'll be right back ... . . . .
...And in this room, I keep my Trophy Wives.