I ran with that idea and cast the other characters.
Here is the Boy Witch as The Devil.
This might turn into a weekly project. 😄
What would riding a mutalisk feel like?
Probably not very comfortable. They’re a little spiny.
Now, ultralisks, that’s the way to go.
Nice and slow and steady. A little hard, but nothing a good cushion can’t fix.
They also got those nice kaiser blades, perfect for scaring off that mean driver who cut you off in the street or backing up your awesome buds in a tense game of Starcraft 2.
Lately, my friends and I have been waging interstellar warfare. They’re wrecking havoc on lands like Ulaan Deeps while I, newer to the fray, meander in the back, frantically trying to macro and micro.
One day, I’ll be cool space warrior like them.
Until then, I gotta spawn more overlords.
I’m so happy 😄
“Speaking of which, did you encounter Hecate? I was hoping to see your artistic rendition of the woman in red…” ~ HH
So I never got a good look at Hecate. My only encounter with her was quickly interrupted by screaming witches and strobe lights. This is what I imagine her to look like. 😄
Here’s some more technical details for those who want to attempt this.
The coins were 14-15 gauge, rimmed brass stamping blanks, and the etchant was copper etching solution (ferric chloride) from Dick Blick.
I made a total of seven coins, with the image on both sides, using the same etchant bath. Some of them came out significantly better than others.
In the picture above, the coins are arranged from the least time in the bath to the longest time in the bath.
The first two coins were placed in the bath first, for 30 minutes. They resulted in a super faint design.
Along with the first two coins, I had also etched a copper disk, for comparison.
The copper disk didn’t have significant difference from the two brass ones.
However, I believe it did pollute the bath.
All successive coins I had a rust-colored coating, that may have been the result of the eroded copper in the bath.
The next two coin were left in the bath for 2 hours, and the remaining three were left in the bath for 3 hours. There were not much difference between them.
As for the rust-colored coating, it only happened on one side: the side that was facing down in the bath. As seen here, the two sides of the same coin came out drastically different.
Hope this helps some crafty folks out there!
The end of my night was a blur.
Here were some of the more lucid moments…
Most Suspenseful :
Everyone held their breath as Malcom lathered up Duncan for a shave…perhaps the closest he ever gave…
Most Aha!-I’ve-Seen-A-Photo-of-This! :
Mad Lady Macbeth sat in a bathtub, after being undressed by the nurse.
Most Rapid Transition from Adorable to Unsettling :
The taxidermist stitched close a teddy bear (aww) and laid it in a crib surrounded by headless dolls (creepy!).
Most Spoiled by the Theater Program:
I met scorchedthesnake. Instead of striking up a normal conversation, I tapped him on the shoulder, gave him a coin, and ran away. I’m not usually this awkward in real life, I promise!
“Come quick! Look at her dress!” One of the coat checkers called to the other, before handing me my coat. Frequent revisitors probably got greetings all the time, but I felt super special.
My second Sleep No More experience was SPECTACULAR!
I had an amazing time bombarded by all sorts of surprises.
It was a significant improvement on my first trip.
Now the question is…should I go back?
The sexy witch and the newly-wigged bald witch began a social dance in the ballroom, joined by Lady Macbeth, Duncan, and many others.
I stood next to Catherine Campbell, who served drinks to the company. All the party members were having a jolly time, except Lady McDuff who fumed at intimacy between her husband and the sexy witch. Amidst the dancing, the bald witch waltzed up to me, tugged my skirt, and smiled.
Did she recognize the McKittrick pattern on them?! It might be wistful thinking, but I believed so.
Lady McDuff strolled by and drowned her ire with drinks from Catherine. All of a sudden, she fainted! At that moment, I did the unthinkable: I leaped back.
My apologies Lady McDuff! I didn’t know. I was startled when you fell. Guess I should’ve read more blogs to prepare…Thankfully, the nice gentleman beside me caught you in time.
As the music dimmed and the floor cleared, the bald witch stood center stage and became true to her name. Slowly, she peeled the wig off her head, leaving audiences aghast.
I tailed her, and witnessed many unholy communions between her, the boy witch and the sexy witch.
At once, all the other guests and I sprinted towards a dark room, harking Hecate’s call. The three witches burst in, screaming, while Hecate lounged at a wiry table, playing half conductor half puppet master.
The music and the screams intensified.
The witches jumped on tables and writhed wildly.
The beat dropped.
The strobe lights ignited.
What. Just. Happened.
Last but not least…