Halloween 2020

Greeting Halloween

Below – Kasia Derwinska: “primeval and other times” (photograph)

Art for Halloween: Portraits

Below – Marco Albuquerque: “Bram Stoker Dracula”; Antoine Violleau: “Medusa” (photograph); Nikolina Petolas: “The Other Side” (photograph).


Art for Halloween

Below – Mark Rafenstein: “All Hallow’s Eve”


Musings on Halloween: A full moon on Halloween 2020!

Below – Martin Fry: “The Trees and Moon” (photograph)


Art for Halloween: Witches

Below – Andrejs Bovtovics: “Two Witches”; Christian Michael Gallegos: “Samhain Witch”; Greg Cartmell: “Lost Witch.”

Musings on Halloween: Curt Siodmak (most famously spoken by the Gypsy Fortune Teller Maleva [actress Maria Ouspenskaya] in the 1941 movie “The Wolf Man”)

“Even a man who is pure in heart,
And says his prayers by night,
May become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms,
And the moon is full and bright.”

Below – Maleva delivering the bad news to Lawrence “Larry” Talbot (actor Lon Chaney Jr.); Talbot following his transformation.


Art for Halloween

Below – Gregory Radionov: “Halloween”

A Poem for Halloween

“Trick or Treat”
by Nancy Price

The ghost is a torn sheet,
the skeleton’s suit came from a rack in a store
the witch is flameproof, but who knows
what dark streets they have taken here?
Brother Death, here is a candy bar.
For the lady wearing the hat from Salem: gum.
And a penny for each eye, Lost Soul.
They fade away with their heavy sacks.
Thanks! I yell just in time.
Thanks for another year!

Below – Randy Burns: “The Intruder”

Art for Halloween: Pumpkins

Below – Randy Burns: “Ushering the Season”; Morton Normann Larsen: “Fields of Pumpkins” (photograph); Sonja Zeltner: “Pumpkins.”

A Poem for Halloween

“Curse of the Cat Woman”
by Edward Field

It sometimes happens
that the woman you meet and fall in love with
is of that strange Transylvanian people
with an affinity for cats.

You take her to a restaurant, say, or a show,
on an ordinary date, being attracted
by the glitter in her slitty eyes and her catlike walk,
and afterwards of course you take her in your arms
and she turns into a black panther
and bites you to death.

Or perhaps you are saved in the nick of time
and she is tormented by the knowledge of her tendency:
That she daren’t hug a man
unless she wants to risk clawing him up.

This puts you both in a difficult position-
panting lovers who are prevented from touching
not by bars but by circumstance:
You have terrible fights and say cruel things
for having the hots does not give you a sweet temper.

One night you are walking down a dark street
And hear the pad-pad of a panther following you,
but when you turn around there are only shadows,
or perhaps one shadow too many.

You approach, calling, ‘Who’s there?’
and it leaps on you.

Luckily you have brought along your sword
and you stab it to death.

And before your eyes it turns into the woman you love,
her breast impaled on your sword,
her mouth dribbling blood saying she loved you
but couldn’t help her tendency.

So death released her from the curse at last,
and you knew from the angelic smile on her dead face
that in spite of a life the devil owned,
love had won, and heaven pardoned her.

Below – Irena Dubrovna (actress Simone Simon), the woman living under a curse that makes her transform into a black panther in the 1942 movie “Cat People.”


Art for Halloween

Below – Lisamarie Modell: “Nevermore”

Musings on Halloween: Roald Dahl

“The witching hour, somebody had once whispered to her, was a special moment in the middle of the night when every child and every grown-up was in a deep deep sleep, and all the dark things came out from hiding and had the world all to themselves.”

Below – Martin Fry: “Dark Things” (photograph)


Art for Halloween: Eldritch Dreams

Below – Andrei Cosma: “Dark Dreams” (photograph); Jason Yeomans: “Halloween”; Richard Brocken: “Uncanny.”

A Poem for Halloween

“Bones and Shadows”
by John Philip Johnson

She kept its bones in a glass case
next to the recliner in the living room,
and sometimes thought she heard
him mewing, like a faint background music;
but if she stopped to listen, it disappeared.
Likewise with a nuzzling around her calves,
she’d reach absent-mindedly to scratch him,
but her fingers found nothing but air.

One day, in the corner of her eye,
slinking by the sofa, there was a shadow.
She glanced over, expecting it to vanish.
But this time it remained.
She looked at it full on. She watched it move.
Low and angular, not quite as catlike
as one might suppose, but still, it was him.

She walked to the door, just like in the old days,
and opened it, and met a whoosh of winter air.
She waited. The bones in the glass case rattled.
Then the cat-shadow darted at her,
through her legs, and slipped outside.
It mingled with the shadows of bare branches,
and leapt at the shadow of a bird.
She looked at the tree, but there was no bird.
Then he blended into the shadow of a bush.
She stood in the threshold, her hands on the door,
the sharp breeze ruffling the faded flowers
of her house dress, and she could feel
her own bones rattling in her body,
her own shadow trying to slip out.

Below – Nikita Kazaykin: “Ghost Cat”

Art for Halloween

Below – Antoine Violleau: “Yurei – The Avenging Ghost” (photograph)

Happy Halloween!

Below – Eyal Gamill Holtzekar: “The ghost blue girl” (photograph)

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