^^^^THIS^^^^^ But I wish you had put a warning on it. I kinda puked a little after seeing this again. FYI: It's the one of the naked girl inside the bloody horse carcase.
Well, that was interesting in a "people are not one size fits all" kind of way. I'm glad the dead and skinned horse's head wasn't in the frame for any of those pictures. Dead things stink, especially gutted dead things. Just that smell alone would repel me, so you'd have to pay me quite well to do what she did. This is in part why I didn't take any anatomy courses. Oh, and so you don't have to go through that ridiculous "yes, I pretend I'm 18+" hurdle, here's the article with the pictures in the Seattle Weekly.
This sent me scurrying off to find out what exactly is the Epona myth and, well, there doesn't seem to be any one such thing. Certainly no legitimate creation myth, unless you buy the one about some roman guy that preferred a mare over women. There is a recent story that seems to be getting copy/pasted hither an yon since about 2004, a bogus Celtic creation myth that would have Epona being one of four land gods born of a white mare, Eiocha, herself the born of sea foam where sea met land. Nice, credible, and bogus.
I meant the Irish myth that had kings (allegedly) copulating with mares at their coronation. For that, a woman inside a horse's skin might have been an acceptable substitute. But this woman had her head the wrong way!
This was my FIRST THOUGHT. Though it looks like it may be in California, where there isn't, to my knowledge, a current rabies epidemic raging in raccoons, as on the East Coast.
I like the look on her face in that particular photo. It makes it look like someone kidnapped her, duct-taped food to her, and dumped her on a mountain.
I mean, I can understand the temptation. I really can, having had to pretend to be mean and grumpy to four baby raccoons on the porch who were smiling and wriggling ingratiatingly like puppies and trying to entice me into playing. And evicting them from a hot tub. And I once threw a live raccoon in the trunk and drove it hell-bent to the wildlife rehab center. But I'd still have to be having an excruciatingly slow day to try something like this.
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Date: 2011-11-14 10:08 pm (UTC)But I wish you had put a warning on it. I kinda puked a little after seeing this again.
FYI: It's the one of the naked girl inside the bloody horse carcase.
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Date: 2011-11-15 03:43 am (UTC)I mean, I can understand the temptation. I really can, having had to pretend to be mean and grumpy to four baby raccoons on the porch who were smiling and wriggling ingratiatingly like puppies and trying to entice me into playing. And evicting them from a hot tub. And I once threw a live raccoon in the trunk and drove it hell-bent to the wildlife rehab center. But I'd still have to be having an excruciatingly slow day to try something like this.
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