Remembering -- The Nightmare on Henry St. “Part 5” HAPPY HALLOWEEN

© Halloween 1992 was an awesome time on Henry St.   I created quite a few new additions that year.  That year’s original prime example of Halloween horror at its finest was my creation of Punkinhead.  He stood about 4 feet tall, black hollow eyes with a maroon glaze of reflected blood from horror beyond another dimension that humans dare not even think about.  With a dead skull like face with a forked blood stained tongue.  His teeth carved from the dead remnants of thick heavy rotted pumpkin vine roots.  

 He truly wants to invite everyone over for Halloween, his passion smoldering with sinister ideas to hollow out your head and give you a break from craving up his friends and family.   He’s so found of the way humans looks with a carved out skull.  A lit candle firing inside, as steam renders from your freshly hollowed orb into the still cold air surrounding the corn stalks in the field.
Punkinhead had a lot to say, and he could let you know what was on his mind.  When I built him I put in speakers and wired it inconspicuously into his head and ran the lines underground.  I recorded my voice as his character to bring to life his essence of Halloween horror.  That Halloween again the local times herald paper came to take photos, so many hundreds of people came that Halloween night.  And the next day on Nov 1st Punkinhead was on the front page of the paper.
        

© Below is a little sample to click on to witness his voice.

  



© The grim reaper as before had his voice beckoning   his warnings of damnation to wonderers abound.   Again as with my other creations that talked I had built speakers into his throat and when he summoned an audience you knew you’d better listen.
                                                                                    © The recording of my voice depicting his character let the humans of earth beware of the legions of Zombies rising forth to consume human flesh as abundant as we would eat an apple.  Thirsting and lusting for blood and flesh from all those that crossed their path.  The Grim Reapers legion was a relentless undying unstoppable force from the depths of hell itself.  Bent on nothing but the destruction of the human race on the planet earth.  earth. 

© The Legion of Zombies rise and take command of the flesh of the living

© Human greed is a never ending process of the animal called human.  It doesn’t take much to influence this species and tempt his feeble mind to gain that bit of advantage to rise over his competition.  Thinking with what can be gained to jump ahead and survive.  Well the Zombies show that this weak species of being that they are not of prime intellect, but just another link on the FOOD CHAIN.   





Halloween 1992 was a awesome year.



The Nightmare on Henry St. continued to grow year after year until its final year in 1998.  And with the help of friends and family it has grown to be a neighborhood icon loved among all young and old alike.  It brought people together as fellow humans, to look ahead and not take life so serious and be able to laugh at it, even if in the presence of Halloween Horrors.  More to come of the Nightmare in the next post.  © Punkinhead loves to make new friends and he is un-alive and mischievous and bloodcurdling as ever in “part 6” coming up soon.