Scratched-skin art photos

Here’s something for you fetishists and art collectors out there: Ariana Page Russell has dermatographia, a skin condition that causes welts to temporarily form wherever the skin is lightly scratched. In these photos, Russell turns her skin into a canvas for designs and text.

You know, I can do the same thing with my naked body and a room full of mosquitos. The patterns I come up with are usually a lot more random looking, though, and end up bleeding and scabby within a day or two.
More about dermatographia here.
(Found via Neatorama)
Unit 70 Studios, a horrifically detailed monster shop
It’s always been a dream of mine to run a visual effects company, but the dream was less about CGI and more about latex, animatronics, bladders, and buckets of fake blood. (The lengthy transformation scene in The Howling remains one of my favorite movie sequences of all time.) I’m fascinated by the guys who actually do this sort of work for a living—to me, they’re like kids who ran away to join the circus… and now run the circus.

Unit 70 Studios is a creature shop run out of Columbus, Ohio, by Bo Bruns and Brady K. Amour. I’m not sure if they’ve done any movie effect work or if they make their living selling their creations to haunted attractions throughout the U.S., but either way their website is a fun place to visit. Frankly, I can’t afford to spend $600 on a life-size reanimated skeleton gunslinger, no matter how cool he looks—but just as frankly, the day I have $600 lying around is probably the day I place an order. (There’s a reason this blog isn’t about managing your personal finances.)
The company also sells things like really cool poseable spiders, 14-foot-tall dragons, and an animatronic grim reaper raring up on a skeleton horse. If you had an unlimited budget, you could create one amazing event, be it a spook house, wedding, or even intervention. (Especially an intervention!)
Unit 70 Studios – www.unit70.com
The Zombie Anthology Showdown!

With the pop culture zombiepocalypse still in full swing, although maybe finally waning a little bit, it’s no longer a pleasant surprise to walk into a comic shop and see a zombie staring back at you. Everyone is publishing zombie crap now. It’s a proven niche, apparently. Or maybe this is just what happens when two generations grow up on Romero, Fulci, and the others; the zombie is our monster, from our modern era, and so our love for it won’t die until we do.
…Well, unless so much crap is published that it kills off the public’s appetite for good, well-written zombie stories. That’s why I’ve decided to review two zombie anthologies at the same time, to separate the fresh brains from the maggot-infested ones. It’s time for a littler arbitering of taste for busy consumers of zombie comics–like you!
“Good” brain diseases
Sometimes if a brain disease hits you in just the right way, it’s like having strange super powers instead of, you know, a diseased brain. At least that’s how this guy is looking at the situation in his rundown of the 8 brain diseases he would like to have.
The second one, tertiary neurosyphilis, reminds me of a chronic fear I have, which is that I’ll get brain worms and they’ll make me unreasonably smart for a short period of time—gradually at first, but then remarkably so, and everyone will wonder what happened to give me genius-like abilities… and then I’ll slip over into dementia one night because the worms will have eaten too much of my brain, upsetting whatever delicate balance they’d achieved with my neural networks.
Anyway. We all have our fears I suppose. Back to the list: it starts off well with some classic freakout powers, like photographic memory and synasthesia, but then starts to deteriorate (like a worm-eaten brain?) with disease choices I’d rather continue to avoid thankyouverymuch, like congenital insensitivity to pain and persistent sexual arousal syndrome. I’ve been through puberty, and I don’t wish that on anyone.
“Brain Diseases I Would Like to Have”
How To Be Hip & Well Preserved
Everyone knows that if you want to be cool, you have to carefully pick your t-shirts. We think this “Got Milk” parody is a nice one. First of all, it’s stylishly black–nice and simple, goes with so much. Second, the parody is funny without being over-the-top. Third, it’s about corpses and funeral parlors, which means it will make some people curl their lips with slight distaste. Fourth, the design is subtle enough that you don’t feel like a walking billboard for your smartassery.
The next evolution in this mock-campaign is a bunch of photos of celebrities with formaldehyde smeared across their upper lips. Yes, please.
About $18 from UndergroundHumor.com
