The Museum of Osteology in Oklahoma City has to be one of my favorite spots to go with my sketchbook and draw still life. It's such a strangely calming place... Full of benches in front of the skeleton showcases which makes life much easier as an artist who wants to just chill and zone out drawing these complex structures gifted to us by the earth.
(all photographs are from 2013 except the one single photograph under this sentence. )
If I was a little kid I probably wouldn't have been interested in this place simply because of the lack of color everywhere but as an adult I could get lost in this building for hours.
I think I stood in front of this glass tank watching the beetles clean these skulls for a good thirty minutes... I couldn't peel my eyes away to venture around to something else.
This is an old photograph of me from a few years back... I used to have black hair, which only lasted for about two months before I had switched to purple.
All in all I seriously recommend checking this place out...and if you are a artist I recommend bring along your sketchbook as well.
I wait impatiently every year for the Renn faire season to start... I love the smell of incense and turkey legs mixed with a dash of the sweet smell of mead. (though not nearly as good as European mead.) In my head I always imagine myself, friends and family members getting smashed (drunk) while singing medieval songs, laughing, roleplaying, and carrying on as if we came straight out of The Lord of the Rings.
Beer and Renn faire go hand in hand in my mind!
However since The Oklahoma City Renn faire is on a College Campus it makes it a completely dry experience. (Dry = no alcohol.)
Just imagine my moaning and whining when I found this out upon arriving.
Normally my husband Brady and I just make travel plans for The Castle of Muskogee (A WONDERFUL PLACE FULL OF ALCOHOL. >.>) but this year we decided that we should stick closer to home....so rather than making the 3 hour drive we made a 30 minute drive downtown to the Oklahoma University College campus.
Once we walked onto the university grounds we were pleasantly surprised by all the people who dressed up and by how friendly everyone was.
My eyes scanned the grounds and my body was drawn towards all the clothing venders; My husband and oldest brother couldn't keep me contained. haha!
I usually buy a new fox tail each time I visit a renn faire but I resisted this year... I was eyeing that light brown and silver tail however...
My oldest brother James and Husband Brady wondering about...
I loved the detail and craftsmanship of both of these men's costumes so I had to get a photograph with them... I love the Norse Viking look. I really need to sew up something along those lines for next year...
James, Myself and Brady <3
Bavarian Roasted Nuts stand... Of course we had to partake!
I mean half the fun of an American Renn faire is all the unhealthy treats.
Some friendly sparring... James actually used to be apart of this organization. When I was younger I used to watch him spar all the time with friends.
I ended up purchasing an Ocarina. :D FINALLY!! I've been eyeing these for the past 8 years... I'm hoping to get pretty boss at playing...
The men playing Axe throw and Knife throwing games.
A Incense stand. <3
Towards the end of our adventure we stumbled on a tent devoted to vikings. Apparently we have a viking organization in Oklahoma? Pretty cool; though I doubt viking artifacts were found here as a couple signs were stating inside the tent.
However I did love looking at the history books on vikings they had on one of the plastic tables.
All in all the trip was very fun, memorable, and full of magic.
So seeing how I am goth I guess it comes as to no surprise that I love going to the cemetery and ghost investigating.
The picture above looks quite epic as if I am channeling a spirit or something but sadly it is not nearly that hardcore... I was actually just feeling the gravestone to see which side had the carving of the name and date so I wouldn't be walking over their grave.
Needless to say it was pitch dark outside. ha
Brady, myself, His Brother and sister in law like to go on these little 'hunts' to see what we can find or witness.
We always find something which causes us to have more desire to hunt for more.
A little background on American Cemeteries for my foreign readers:
In America the cemeteries are illegal to go into at night...a rule that started with grave robbers. No surprise, right? Just read Mary Shelley's frankenstein and you'll know that graves used to be dug up for science so doctors could learn more about the human body and how to operate....Any ways; You can get a heavy ticket among other things.
When I was younger and got caught in a cemetery the officer actually drove me home in his cop car with his siren on and knocked on my mothers door to deliver me back home. My mother wasn't pleased. (our house has a cemetery in the back yard.)
Also cemeteries are not lit up at all...the moon is your only source of light.
You'll notice in most of the pictures of me within the cemetery I have my hand on the grave stones...That is because it is so dark...I am using them as a sense of guidance.
Moving right along~
Now for the photos of our hunt.
Here is the back story on the cemetery we chose:
Skiatook - Witch's grave This location is an old late 1800's and early 1900's grave yard called Hillside cemetery marked by an historical site marker. It is known that a witch in the early 1900's is buried there. Many disturbing things have happened on and near this location. Talk of demonic possessions and alternately the destruction of lives to those who disturb the witch's grave. The Death of a young teen-age boy in the mid 70's that wrecked his car at a very near by bridge is known to walk the roads around the cemetery. From Skiatook take Hwy 11 north to Hillside Rd. Turn east stay on the road it will be on the east side of the road just past the curves
Here's a little video on the location as well..
We had parked at the very back of the cemetery without knowing that we actually were parked directly next to the witch's grave... As soon as we all stepped out of the car we all felt an extreme heaviness. Something didn't want us there...of course. What dead or un-living thing would want us there?
We all said a protection prayer and then set out on our mission to see what we could find.
All the photos we took in the back of the cemetery were crawling with activity...Each one had orbs or mist within it. We even heard voices and footsteps...at times when we were all standing still right next to each other we would hear footsteps on the grass walking up to us.
interesting.
It was very dry and chilly out this night.
The photos I've chosen to show you feature mist and orbs.
(Non of us were smoking.)
You can see brady's brother looking at the camera but a smokey fog covers the entire image. This is near the witches grave.
The smokey fog blocking out another photo. Mind you that it was NOT foggy out the night we chose to do this. It was very clear and chilly.
Brady's sister in law and I standing by a grave...and a strange fog figure next to us. (don't pay any attention to the date on the bottom right of the camera. Once we were in the cemetery the camera started Turning on and off and the date on the lower corner would disappear and reappear as different dates...)
Heres a photo with two impressive size orbs.
The above two photos are taken in the same location without moving. This way you can see how in most pictures it is dark and then in others a 'fog' is passing by. This one in the top photo you'll notice the 'fog' floating in the air... and then in the next photo we take it is suddenly right in front of us.
Also in the top one you can see some orbs.
This last photo includes a orb but I mostly put it on here so you could see what the photos looked like when the 'fog' didn't disturb them...
Our end result from visiting this place is:
Yes. It is haunted.
Yes. It is Demonic.
The energy is drained from you, you feel a heaviness, you hear voices, and feel a sense of freight. freight seems like a given but I don't mean a normal freight... I mean a freight for your life. I've been ghost haunting for awhile and you can tell the difference from the feelings a ghost gives you and a demon gives you.
If you chose to go to the location make sure to pray to your god for protection, and then pray over yourself before leaving that nothing is aloud to attach itself to you or follow you home.
I wont be revisiting this place... even in day light.
