Archive for the ‘Macabre Monday’ Category

hi, it’s going to get a bit darker on my blog. I hope you like my bracelet for the gothic part in me. No skull, no bones, just some crochet yarn, pearls and an undead (=recycled) coffee capsule. I have to admit that it is real fun and all pleasure to hammer the emptied and […]

While not being able to sleep I made a second entry for the Macabre Monday challenge “Drop dead gorgeous”. This time I started with drawing the image and coloured her with my pencils. Since I’m tired I made a simple card – but it wasn’t so quick as I hoped it to be. It took […]

Hi, for the latest Macabre Monday challenge I recycled a lot. It started with an image I drew for the Nosferatu Challenge last year which I wasn’t able to enter due to deadline problems. I coloured him with my water soluable pencils and added some things from the recyled material box: faux leather and some […]

Goyul at night


Hi, it is after midnight and I’m still awake. Why? because my newest flatmate Goyul is making a huge fuss of moving in. When I asked him why he can’t do the noisy stuff during daytime, he stated that he descends from a the gargoyles of the Notre Dame de Paris cathedral and that he […]

The famous last words that inspired me are “Mehr Licht” (more light) by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. Often, these words are interpreted as a metaphoric wish to the world. But most people don’t know what “really” happened: After Mr Goethe uttered the words his servant brought some more candles. Goethe instantly regreted his wish as […]

Hi, today I have a Christmas card for you. Well, I hope, you aren’t totally fed up. Since three years or so the amount of Christmas cards I make after Christmas is rising. One of the reasons is that I get all these beautiful leftovers of wrapping paper that I want to use instantly. Today […]

“Bats in the belfrey” was this weeks theme at Haunted Design House. Did I mention that I like bats very much? Some days ago three bats hunted over my head while I was having a sports practise. And this time, they weren’t noisy. As I’m able to hear the hunting squeaks of some bats I […]