Hell hath no fury like a nurse scorned in this gruesome but witty horror story from Thailand. Dr. Tar is a charming but devious surgeon who has a profitable side business supplying black market dealers with fresh human organs for transplant. Dr. Tar’s staff of seven nubile nurses help him find a steady source of victims, but one of his aides, Tahwan, is shocked to find that her sister Nook is on the doctor’s list of upcoming cases, and threatens to turn him in to the police. Dr. Tar puts Tahwan under the knife to keep her quiet, and she conveniently dies during surgery. But a few days later, Dr. Tar is receiving an award for his work saving lives, the ghost of Tahwan begins stalking the halls of the hospital, seeking violent revenge against the doctor and her fellow nurses who failed to come to her rescue.
Apparently this is on one of the fine “Songs in the Key of Z” collections of outsider music, but we only heard it last week. Now you too can hear Buddy’s semi-musical retelling of a visit to an overseas surgeon to remove an unnamed birthmark. It’s in the form of a letter to his mom, but we care too, Buddy!
In the interest of puppet safety, The Art of Bleeding brings you this musical recap of events surrounding the arrest of predatory puppeteer and evangelical kid show host, Ronald Brown.
If you haven’t been following what is surely one of the most lurid stories of the year, a bit of background from The Huffington Post:
A Florida puppeteer who entertains children at birthday parties, schools and churches, secretly wanted to rape, kill and eat them, cops said.
Ronald Brown, 57, of Largo, was arrested last week after federal agents found that he’d allegedly been chatting online with child pornography suspects about “extremely graphic discussions regarding kidnapping, sexually abusing, murdering and eating children,” according to a federal complaint obtained by the Tampa Bay Times.
The shirt mentioned in our previous post is now available from our friends at Y-Que. The image is from our 2006 Halloween Highway show at The Steve Allen Theater. This Halloween weekend, we’ll present Halloween Highway 2 on October 28, 29, and 30th. They’ll be available at the show, and are currently available at Y-Que’s store in Los Angeles or online shop as long as supplies last.
Googling for “Medical Paintings” the other day turned up these kitschy wonders painted by artist Bob Byerley.
Aside from a colossal sentimentality that makes Norman Rockwell look like George Grosz, Byerley’s undeniable technical skills have helped make his paintings a hot Red State commodity. Taking a cue, no doubt, from fellow conservative artist/entrepreneur Thomas Kinkade self-styled “Painter of Light,” Byerley bills himself as “The Painter of Our American Childhood,” stressing his heartland cred by pointing to a childhood spent in Kansas City, the propagandistic extremes of this opium dream of an Americana childhood can probably be explained by the fact that the artist only began painting toward the end of the 1960s.
Still, there’s something to love in his depiction of those low-budget homemade medical props these kids have so ambitiously thrown together. Can’t help but remind us of an Art of Bleeding show.
Or with a little help from psychedelics maybe this painting, Alice in Nukeland by Alejandro Dini. (thanks LaughingSquid.)
We’re always collecting pictures related to medical, health, safety, and the like, but sometimes other themes emerge. Like with these three otherwise unrelated images all representing things that probably shouldn’t be given to children but apparently were.
This painting by Dutch artist Jan van Neck depicts the great anatomist Frederick Ruysch dissecting a stillborn infant as part of an anatomy lesson. However, it’s not so much the dissected baby that caught our eye as the child (Ruysch’s son?) who’s been invited in to rubberneck. And in particular it’s that fetal skeleton the kid’s apparently been given as a toy.
Probably not quite as dangerous as it sounds, but still alarming if nothing else for its pro-nuke propaganda, this item was produced by the A.C. Gilbert Company in 1950. It contained a geiger counter, cloud chamber, electroscope, spinthariscope, and some genuine radioisotopes just to get things popping. Gilbert was also the inventor of the classic engineering toy, the Erector Set, (which, come to think of it, is also a kind of inappropriate at least as far as that name goes.)
And speaking of “Erectors,” the Tumblr wonderland Mostly Forbidden Zone dug up this wrong-headed attempt to — what? — make oxygen more fun to breathe? I wasn’t aware children needed additional incentive other than the threat of suffocation when it came to breathing, but even if your normal oxygen tank might be less than inviting to particularly sensitive respiratory patients, I’m not sure encouraging them to “suck on the candy tube until you make the clown’s eyes roll,” is really putting the right idea in their heads. Or maybe I just overly suspicious of clowns.
It’s not often enough you are able to utter that sentence, is it? But if you and your credit card can take a moment to swing by world-famous Gunther von “The Plastinator” Hagens’ online giftshop, your chances of accepting plastinated bull testicle compliments would be greatly increased. If you buy one, of course.
Or if the bull testicle piece is a bit minimalist for you, perhaps these more ornate pig slice earrings would be to your liking? Not quite sure what part of the pig they are, but they don’t look much like bacon.
Still not flamboyant enough? Not to worry! There are countless other choices representing varying degrees baroque grotesquery in Gunther’s Consumerworld pleasure palace.
Unfortunately, the plastinated cross-sectional “Sex Act” piece below is sold. It’s a shame too because it would have made quite a striking coffee table.