I think we need a new emotional response marker for the uncanny valley chart.
Some publications from Scarfolk – “a town in North West England that did not progress beyond 1979. Instead, the entire decade of the 1970s loops ad infinitum. Here in Scarfolk, pagan rituals blend seamlessly with science; hauntology is a compulsory subject at school, and everyone must be in bed by 8pm because they are perpetually running a slight fever.”
Scarfolk is extremely family-oriented, as evidenced by their relentless public awareness campaigns:
Scarfolk, UK could easily be the sister city to Night Vale. A city somewhere in the Southwestern US where Twin Peaks meets H.P. Lovecraft. The Welcome to Night Vale podcast is highly recommended.
In case any of this sounds familiar to long-time readers, we Simulacrans have visted hauntological British towns in the past.
For more information, please reread. Or visit Scarfolk Council.
An array of Victorian relics that “for whatever reason of historical oversight, have been deprived of the opportunity to in reality exist”:
Fabergé grenades supplied to personal guards of Tsar Nicolas II. Alleged to have inspired some suicidal form of avarice among revolutionaries, sparking the siege of the palaces of Romanov.
As clarified to me by Chief Natural Philosopho-Historian Dr. Celeste Tian: “The Brawndo of its era. Nothing beats a strong cup of quagga tea witha side of tinned passenger pigeon.”
This unique medical device purports to be a cure for “wandering womb”. And let’s just end the description there, yes?
A devotional amulet for those who wish to venerate “the uncounted and uncountable martyrs who died at a distance of two thousand yards for our sins.”
Born from, among other things, “a love of artifacts and their interpretive recovery”, the digital wunderkammer created by Mahometan & Celestial is a spellbinding tour worth taking.
Grab your thesaurus and head over to their ever-expanding exhibition. And kindly apprise Tepan Fyodorovich “Steven Flusty” İfritoğlu Yoldaş-Paşa whence you were dispatched.
L’Air de Panache. A throwback scent developed to honor the style of a notable former concierge of the Grand Budapest Hotel in Zubrowka. As the Nose website describes Monsieur Gustave H’s signature aroma:
He would never leave his hotel room without a spray of the elegant ‘Air de Panache’; an Eau de Cologne with an intense and tonic opening sublimated by aldehydes notes, which his most faithful customers love, and completed with a hint of mystery symbolized by a green apple.
The green apple is a nod to Boy with Apple - a priceless painting bequeathed to Gustav by a Madame D. in 1932.
The scent is currently unavailable for purchase, but can be sampled at the Nose boutique in Paris for a limited time.
More about other notable events in antebellum Zubrowka here.
Rituals Coffee shop at the Hewanorra International Airport in St. Lucia:
In their defense, Starbucks uses a slightly different font.
A faceless entity on Tumblr is curating a digital museum featuring art from the backgrounds of video game levels. Images from assorted titles across the full span of video gaming history are presented together in seemingly random groups.
A younger version of myself posted some in-game screenshots from Call of Duty: Black Ops and wondered whose job it was to create the art on the digital walls. And here we are in the present. And still I am haunted by the mystery.
Follow the Video Game Art Archive to see more.
Fake product boxes meant to house real gifts. The Prank Pack packaging takes design cues from the equally absurd “As seen on TV!” products.
Browsing through the fake foods for home staging on Props America’s site, I found myself drawn to the spilled items.
I especially enjoy false condensation as an optional upgrade.