Halloween: all about having a license to pretend to be someone you’re not for the sake of eliciting things from people. Well, I’m sure there’s more to it than that. Whatever, it’s fun to dress up. As a teacher, I used to love Spirit Week, where every day was a different costume – Superhero? Sure, I can do that … Blast from the Past? No problem…. Favorite Character? Which one to choose? So to Karl, my husband: no, I’m not a hoarder, you just never know when you might need something for a costume. (Similar to that wood you like to keep under the deck; you never know when you might need to build something.)
So in homage to Halloweens past, and just to having fun with being different people (for real or, well, for not):
Just having fun in a museum because, well, why not?
Dancing Hippy Costume.
Primary Colors Woman, Part Deux
Looking appropriately dissociated in Klimt’s The Kiss
Me as an oil slick on top of wather.
Partly real, partly photoshopped. Ok, I wasn’t really standing in a burning building.
College biker chick costume. I was actually a biker chick. I mean, I rode a motorcycle. Everything else is costume, though. That was my hair.
Ok, you got me. This one’s photoshopped. Badly photoshopped. But in the original, that head’s at a freaky angle. Seriously. Ingres, Grand Odalisque.
Sweenie Todd and Mrs. Lovett
Wacky Tacky day at school
Me as a card game. Where you match up the 3 pieces to create a person. Cool, huh?
Blue and Gold day!
I’m Michelangelo’s David!
Hey, I’m the Mona Lisa!
Pippi Longstocking, baby!
This is my Paper Doll costume. Pretty good, eh?
Private Eye costume. Or really, just a hat.
Me as Personified Electricity.
That’s me as Albrecht Durer’s Self Portrait.
So … I should have taken that left at Albequerque.
Primary Colors Woman Part One
Got a Rabbit Hole? And a deck of cards?
Ok, I wasn’t really in a Baroque painting.