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Some random pictures from Labor Day onward; obviously, image-heavy.
There were tons of these millipede (?) guys at a "camping" trip we went on in Texas over Labor Day weekend. I mean seriously, on the railing of this bridge, in the cabin itself (especially the bathroom), just all frickin' over the place.
A dwelling along a road on the way to said camping area. I use "dwelling" loosely, as the property was basically its own private shantytown and sported a cardboard sign that said something like "If you don't live here, LEAVE!" We snapped this shot out of the window of the car since we honestly felt we risked getting shot if we were to stop and get out of the car.
Sunlight through redwoods at MythiCalia near the end of September.
The "balefire" on an altar in front of the actual main fire at MythiCalia. You can vaguely see two bottles of feywine to the right and left of the candle, and some cut pieces of silver star Christmas-tree garland in front of it.
A crow-feather "smudging" fan I made in late September. I have a gazillion found crow feathers (plus about three raven feathers), it ain't even funny. I'm seriously running out of room in the box to store them.
Macro of the lantern and cobweb display at the Halloween night at Rabbit's Foot.
I thought this guy was some kind of satyr/leprechaun at first, but when he picked up the bottle of Diabhal it became quite apparent what his costume was supposed to be.
You can't see the L on his hat, but this guy was dressed up as Luigi. He made some rambling mention of Waluigi during the night, which I think would have been even more awesome.
Kelly/Thorfinn, the usual "barkeep" at Rabbit's Foot when we go round. The wings had pull-handles in the back that expanded and folded them. Apparently, to judge by his facial expressions when he extended them for pictures, they were also wired to his tongue.
Mike Faul, the proprietor, in all his mad-scientist glory. At various points he was going around with a bucket of dry-ice-in-water so as to pour carbon dioxide into people's glasses, over the bar, etc. You can see him with a very tall beaker of something in this picture and there were various more normally proportioned ones (500 mL and 1 L size) being used by a few other members of the staff. I think at one point he tried dropping dry ice directly into his beer which made it produce HUGE (like marble-sized) carbon dioxide-filled bubbles and generally got all over the place.
Don, another of the regulars, in his German officer's costume (Flogging Molly flag not included). He complained the week before about how the brim of his hat was plastic and not actually leather and therefore inauthentic, tsk tsk.
There were tons of these millipede (?) guys at a "camping" trip we went on in Texas over Labor Day weekend. I mean seriously, on the railing of this bridge, in the cabin itself (especially the bathroom), just all frickin' over the place.
A dwelling along a road on the way to said camping area. I use "dwelling" loosely, as the property was basically its own private shantytown and sported a cardboard sign that said something like "If you don't live here, LEAVE!" We snapped this shot out of the window of the car since we honestly felt we risked getting shot if we were to stop and get out of the car.
Sunlight through redwoods at MythiCalia near the end of September.
The "balefire" on an altar in front of the actual main fire at MythiCalia. You can vaguely see two bottles of feywine to the right and left of the candle, and some cut pieces of silver star Christmas-tree garland in front of it.
A crow-feather "smudging" fan I made in late September. I have a gazillion found crow feathers (plus about three raven feathers), it ain't even funny. I'm seriously running out of room in the box to store them.
Macro of the lantern and cobweb display at the Halloween night at Rabbit's Foot.
I thought this guy was some kind of satyr/leprechaun at first, but when he picked up the bottle of Diabhal it became quite apparent what his costume was supposed to be.
You can't see the L on his hat, but this guy was dressed up as Luigi. He made some rambling mention of Waluigi during the night, which I think would have been even more awesome.
Kelly/Thorfinn, the usual "barkeep" at Rabbit's Foot when we go round. The wings had pull-handles in the back that expanded and folded them. Apparently, to judge by his facial expressions when he extended them for pictures, they were also wired to his tongue.
Mike Faul, the proprietor, in all his mad-scientist glory. At various points he was going around with a bucket of dry-ice-in-water so as to pour carbon dioxide into people's glasses, over the bar, etc. You can see him with a very tall beaker of something in this picture and there were various more normally proportioned ones (500 mL and 1 L size) being used by a few other members of the staff. I think at one point he tried dropping dry ice directly into his beer which made it produce HUGE (like marble-sized) carbon dioxide-filled bubbles and generally got all over the place.
Don, another of the regulars, in his German officer's costume (Flogging Molly flag not included). He complained the week before about how the brim of his hat was plastic and not actually leather and therefore inauthentic, tsk tsk.