Showing posts with label ghost. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ghost. Show all posts

Monday, August 24, 2009

And The Winner Is... Sandra Vargas!

The winner for the "Ghost" challenge is:

Sandra Vargas!

Congratulations to Sandra Vargas (sandybau). I chose Sandra's "Ghostly Girl" as the winner for the Ghost challenge. Sandra's illustration captures a haunting mood with an ethereal misty light and dark contrast. Welcome to Monday Artday, Sandra.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Ghost Dragon Original Pen and Ink Drawing


With this week's theme, I was reminded of my son's toddler years of him putting a sheet or blanket over his head and saying "boo" to try and scare people. Usually it just made them giggle. And he has always loved dragons. Now he is about to start college in less than a week....


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Friday, August 14, 2009

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Ghost

First posting here, so hello, or should that be Boo!! Using an older image here to illustrate the subject matter, created in Illustrator as an experimental piece investigating the possibilities of the transparency settings. Nice to be onboard.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Casper the Unfriendly Ghost

Just take two pain pills, and call me in the morning, Gramps.

©2009 Barry/Right-Hemisphere Laboratory

Ghost

This is my ghostly girl. May be she's got some of my dark side...
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Thursday, August 06, 2009

ghost part 2

And consider this dismaying observation, this chamber has no windows, and no doors. Which offers you this chilling challenge, to find a way out!
Read about a strange new twist in one of Disneyland's most beloved rides HERE on my blog.

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

ghost


Resurrection Mary is the Chicago area's best-known ghost story. The story takes place outside Resurrection Cemetery in Justice, Illinois, a few miles southwest of Chicago.

Since the 1930s, several men driving northeast along Archer Avenue between the Willowbrook Ballroom and Resurrection Cemetery have reported picking up a young female hitchhiker. This young woman is dressed somewhat formally and said to have light blond hair, blue eyes, and wearing a white party dress. Some more attentive drivers would sometimes add that she wore a thin shawl, or dancing shoes, and that she had a small clutch purse, and is very quiet. When the driver nears the Resurrection Cemetery, the young woman asks to be let out, whereupon she disappears into the cemetery. Sometimes, the story ends there. Other times, the curious driver follows the girl into the cemetery and finds her shawl or purse on a grave marked "Mary".

The origin of the legend tells of a young girl named Mary who had spent the evening dancing with a boyfriend at the Oh Henry Ballroom (now the Willowbrook Ballroom). At some point, they got into an argument and Mary stormed out. Even though it was a cold winter’s night, she thought she would rather face a cold walk home than spend another minute with her boyfriend.

She left the ballroom and started walking up Archer Avenue. She had not gotten very far when she was struck and killed by a hit-and-run driver, who fled the scene leaving Mary to die. Her parents found her and were grief-stricken at the sight of her dead body. They buried her in Resurrection Cemetery, wearing a beautiful white dress and matching shoes.

New Challenge - Ghost!

The new challenge is:

Ghost!

Time to illustrate some ghosts... boo!

The "Astronaut" challenge is over. The new challenge is "Ghost" and ends on August 17, 2009. The "Film Noir" challenge continues for another week and ends on August 10, 2009.

Friday, August 29, 2008

Trick or Treat - IF, Memories

Hi, everybody. Haven't posted in a while. Not sure what I think I'm so busy with... Anyway, just sold this painting last week; it fits the bill for Memories, Illustration Friday's new category. Here's hoping you Monday Artday folks enjoy the story.
When we were little girls, my sister Judy and I slept over Aunt Joan's house one night. Next day was Halloween, and all us kids were scrambling through closets looking for scraps to come up with costumes. Jeanne Marie seemed much older than us; maybe she was eleven and had her own friends so who cares what she wore. Somebody dressed Donald up as a gypsy, which was particularly disturbing because I don't think I'd ever even seen a brassiere before, let alone on an eight year old boy wearing lipstick and hoop earrings. Michael Francis and I pulled some of Uncle Donny's dirty clothes from the laundry and were instantly transformed into "hobos". Poor Judy, she totally got the shaft. Our mother cut a big hole in a white sheet, so she looked just like a kid wearing a white sheet. Mom was really strict and I guess nervous about us being at Aunt Joan's house in the first place; they didn't have many rules there. Perhaps she just wanted to make sure Judy had her wits about her. In an effort to clear things up, Mom wrote B-O-O! across the front of the sheet in brown eyebrow pencil (after she was done with Donald's makeup, I guess). Whenever I look at this painting, that's what I think about.

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Ghost Girl


“Ghost Girl is a good friend but she does tend to keep me up late at night with her moaning, however lovely and melodic it may be.”