Caticorn Magic

A mystical animal that is half cat, half unicorn. It has the head of a cat with an unicorn horn and the body of a cat with an unicorn tail. It makes the sound “neow.” – Urban Dictionary entry on caticorn.

Years ago in a haunted house in Azusa, BJ found an amateur taxidermy bobcat. But only half of it. And with a nail sticking out of its nose for some strange reason. Always the resourceful propmaker, BJ stuck a horn over the nail. Voila! The Dapper Cadaver Caticorn was born.

Dapper Cadaver Caticorn

When legendary sideshow artist Mark Frierson bought the Caticorn earlier this year, we knew he would create something magical with it. Step right up and see:

The Amazing Three-Eyed Rocky Mountain Caticorn!

The Amazing Three-Eyed Rocky Mountain Caticorn

The Amazing Three-Eyed Rocky Mountain Caticorn - Looking Right

The Amazing Three-Eyed Rocky Mountain Caticorn - Close Up

The Amazing Three-Eyed Rocky Mountain Caticorn - From Above

Mark fully restored it, moved the horn back to the center of its head, added a third eye, a snake-like tongue and pheasant wings. Simply gorgeous. And this is coming from a girl who likes cats, unicorns and most of all, supremely mystical three-eyed flying caticorns.

Check out more amazing sideshow gaffs and wonders on the Frierson Studios Facebook page. Don’t forget to hit the Like button!

Bleeding Bizarre


“Spewing gore-soaked foetuses from tentacled wombs and scaring kids straight with “faceless boys,” The Art Of Bleeding make first aid fun!

Words: Denise Stanborough

The Reverend Al Ridenour drives around LA in an ambulance with a gorilla mascot and a bevy of nurses in sexy latex uniforms. He bypasses accidents and ignores cries for help. But he isn’t’ a sadistic paramedic, or on his way to a fancy dress party. Al is the founder member of a comedy performance group known as The Art Of Bleeding. Best described as deadly unserious first -aid education show, they scour the city streets “preaching” the merits of safety to bleary-eyed bar crawlers. “None of us are medical professionals,” says Al, proudly. “We are shunned by the medical profession, they are downright hostile toward us.”

Far from being a new age Red Cross The Art of Bleeding turns straitlaced safety education on its head, and hits the audience with half-naked naughty nurses soaked in animal blood, inflatable foetuses and fucked-up puppet shows. “

That’s my baby! My fiancee has now been shown to the world via Bizarre magazine. They’ve run a story on Art of Bleeding that features my girl in the flesh, surrounded by blood, zombies, fetuses, apes, robots, and the rest of the crew. It’s amusing since that was the first and only time she’s gotten so nude with them, and there just happened to be a photographer there and a magazine article in the works.

I got more photos of bloody zombie nurses here and

Art of Bleeding Show

My snapshots are now online! For all your Zombie Burlesque needs visit my flicker scrapbook to see our latest Art of Bleeding performance. That’s me and Eileen in full body casts, and my blood oozing down all those hot hot people. A few of my other snapshot galleries are up so if you enjoy hair mayonaise, abandoned insane asylums, or cats fighting skeletons check them out. Also check out Eileen’s photos for the behind the scenes documentary, The Making of the Full Body Casts.

If you can find hotter people drenched in blood, you’d better introduce me.
BJ

Deth Sun

I’ve been thinking a lot about narative art lately. Using images to tell a story or send a messge rather feelingings, impressions. This is the work of Deth Sun . Yes, that is his real name, no relation to Death Star. There’s something in his pearly canvases that reminds me these images I think are personal and hidden at the very core of me are universal. Obscure, yet familiar, like dreams and fairy tales. This isn’t narrative, exactly, nor surrealism, nor impressions. It draws on the blank verse of the comics page, that ancient medium that knows where which lines to leave in, and which to take out. The results, ideally, are a rich, fully rendered world in which the characters are underdevelloped enough to form vessels into which we pour ourselves.

My good friend Daniel dated his sister for a while. She is most certainly not another one of the endless . Her name is Phil.

“Be good to Phil,” I would tell him, “or Deth will come for you.”

Of course his webpage is Heavenly

go to his page, stroll around. It’s been a few years since I’ve seen him. He’s doing all right for himself it seems.