Apparently I post things when I have other, more pressing things to do. Like homework. I've got final critiques on two art projects, one tomorrow, the other on Tuesday. So of course I've been screwing around on the intercrappernet all day. I did stop to go grocery shopping in the rain, then ate too much supermarket sushi, so now I'm all groggy here listening to it rain.
I've said before, eBay rules. After getting into this odd discussion on my brother's blog, I decided to haul out some of my winnings. A month or so ago I won these boffo advertisements for caskets. Yup. Caskets. Four of them, dating from maybe between turn of the century to perhaps the 1920s. Not sure. Anyhow, I'm much too lazy to scan all four of them, or maybe I'm just too damned mean to post them all. Whatever.
Click the photos for larger ones. I mean, you already know how to do that , right? Huh???
This classy little number is lined with silk and comes complete with a set of "Gates Ajar" in case the guy taking the big dirt nap isn't going to see the Gates of Heaven himself. My favorite detail is the big scary fake dove falling off the gates into the casket. Or perhaps he's going right for the eyes. Birds do that to dead stuff.
This flashy little cream puff I like to call the "Sport Model". It's a convertible with the top down. Get it? Either you don't get it or you just don't care. You probably haven't even read down this far anyway, so what's the point of me finishing?
Whatever. The interior is silk and the exterior is upholstered like a sofa with some sort of velour plush, which I suspect attracts dirt and lint like a magnet. I bet it stains like you wouldn't believe.