Zombie Walk 2010!

So we’re back from ZombieWalk Atlanta 2010, and we have mixed reviews.

First off, we had fun anyway, getting our costumes and makeup together. Not to mention bringing Little Jed to life. Jaime was a zombie Beatles fan, and her LP-through-the-head prop got lots of laughs and photos taken.

The event was totally in the rain, which definitely made it more apocalyptic, and you cant help the weather. Hundreds of people turned out for an impressive array of zombie costuming, from well-thought out and crafted spooky, gooey masterpieces to the frat boys who bought a five-dollar bottle of fake blood at Party City, threw it on some old clothes and ran downtown hoping to harass civilians.

We started out at historic Oakland Cemetery, which, looking back on it, ended up being a rather disrespectful place, considering what people were doing—-I even got caught up in the moment and had photos taken amongst the graves—–but people were smearing fake blood on public property and I don’t really take kindly to that.

There is a definite code of conduct for these type events, and while the majority followed them, the “frat boy” mentality of some made us look bad. There were many people diving out into the street after cars, banging on the hoods and sticking their heads into the windows of drivers who,I can assure you, were not willing participants.

Then we had the people who were just a little too “into” it to realize how annoying they were…those who kept doing the same schtick over and over to the same zombie costumers in the procession…yes,we,your fellow zombies, saw your costume five seconds ago; you don’t need to come “RAAAHHHR” in our faces again. And again. And again.

But overall, it was a real hoot. I might think twice about it next year, especially since the organization on it wasn’t that keen, took forever just to find out where everyone was supposed to meet up, although there was definite drama posted on the information site about “who we are no longer affiliated with”. Cut the personal crap and just tell us where and when.


Robert Palmer – All Around The World !

I used to watch this over and over on my grainy old VHS of it that I taped off the TV. Cannot remember for the life of me what movie this was from, but I LOVE Robert Palmer’s cover of this song, and that slimy green spaceman can really blow a sax!

The Vendor, continued.

You may have seen my post about The Vendor, an idea I had for a Halloween or Netherworld(just needs grossing up) costume/puppet combination idea. Now I’ve gotten into more detail about the little residents of the Vendor’s tray,Krunik and Phizti.

Pretty much going with the Kukla/Ollie format again, like Gwinkul and OhNose(one mouth puppet, one glove puppet), the moving mouth puppet is Krunik, who is kind of wormy-dinosaur-like, and Phizti, who was inspired by Aztec art and Spy vs.Spy.

Just ignore the arrows pointing up in these sketches, but I thought a great running gag for these two might be if Phizti’s head can be pulled off by Krunik and Phizti could scream, “Darnit, every time I try to get a word on edgewise you bite my head off! Put my head back on, ya lumpy-headed earthworm!”

The Weekend of One-Eyes,Parades and Hockey Games

It was a very busy weekend here at Puppatoons; I got a serious commission from a chap in South Africa, but before I could start on those pieces, I had to get through the weekend’s projects and activities. It was a whirlwind weekend and I’m not sure my brain has recovered from it.

First, I had a toy commission to complete. My dear friend Jesse wanted a plush Mo–sort of and sort of not. He wanted a plush version of an “evil-alter ego” that Mo he’s been talking about lately: Om. Now, even if “Om” is the symbol of the impersonal Absolute of Hinduism — omnipotent, omnipresent, and the source of all manifest existence, for Jesse, it’s  evil incarnate, a fierce  black ball of fur that is apparently Mo’s never-talked-about cousin. So, after he kindly requested for this little monstrosity to be created, I plowed through my huge storage reserves of plush, found the perfect fur, and Om was born:

Nasty little bugger, eh?


Bitty Bantha.

I do hope I’m not nuts for attempting such a thing.

In the Star Wars universe, a lot of folks like a certain creature. Many fans like the vicious Wampa, the hapless Tauntaun or the scaly Dewback. Me, I like the Bantha...the enormous, hairy, horned Bantha.

I would love to try my hand at a Bantha costume/full body puppet to take to Dragon Con, as a way to demonstrate my puppetry  and costuming skills. I would insist on a one-person costume rather than making two people suffer inside it. Plus, I would have more freedom of movement.

(first sketch, showing “bustle”)

I once saw a cow costume in which the person inside wore a huge sort of “bustle” which made up the cow’s rump, with stuffed back legs dangling down below and touching the floor perfectly behind. With a Bantha costume, there would essentially be a curtain of hair and fur reaching down to the ground, somewhat eliminating the cause for making full legs.

I also ended up with about 8 or 9 yards of the perfect fur. How could I pass up doing this now? I wonder if I could go to 501st troops as a baby Bantha,haha! Problem is, I don’t know any Tusken Raiders.:(

God Bless Us, Every One!

Me(in full TIE Pilot armor,marching with The 501st) and Scrooge in the Atlanta Children’s Healthcare Christmas Parade ’09. Photo by Jimmy Burns.

This was the one who I ran up to and said, “I’ve always wanted to do this–‘Top o’ the mornin’ to ya, Mister Scrooge!'” and he gave me a terrific “Bah,Humbug!” he plays Scrooge this year in The Alliance Theatre’s Production of “A Christmas Carol”. He was actually very nice, although he is definitely in full grumpy character in the photo.

Vintage Vitale Halloween!


Halloween of 1980, I decided I wanted to be a skunk. Nabbing the tried-and-true Simplicity pattern for a standard furry suit,my grandmother dutifully crafted this costume for me. Alas,I can’t seem to find the photo of the back–I had the white stripe and fuzzy tail and everything.


Then I became a teenager, and of course teenagers want nothing more to get a rise out of adults. I accomplished this by snatching an old army jacket of my dad’s and tons of mascara, and voila! I was a zombie-thingy:


Ooh, my mother hated it.:)

Bustin’ Makes us Feel Good!



Steve and I went to Discover Mills Mall last night to hang out with people taking their kids to Trick-or-Treat. Lots of people “ooh’ed” and “wow’ed”, some went completely ballistic, and a startling number of people thought our costumes and equipment were “real”. It’s truly amazing what people will believe if you put on a good enough act! 😀

Lots of folks took our photo, but when we passed the Medieval Times area of the mall, we zeroed in on the CHANDELIER. And the rest is Photoshop,done by Steve.:)


I have no words.

For all my fellow readers who have an inner fear of clowns, and also marvel at the things people will put on YouTube, complete with distracting junk in the background and horrendous camera angles,I give you this.