the timboucher experience

I drew a picture tonight of the skeleton lady that I saw when I was a little kid, and wrote about in the article.

Here she is.

Sort of. It’s hard to capture something like this, let alone a memory that is like 18 years old and creepy as all get out. I went with the approach to more try and catch the vibe of the whole thing, rather than depict exactly how she looked. The dress was really weird and iridescent, and it was like this dead green color, as though the sun had bleached out the real essence of the color, and all that was left was something sickly, but the fabric still retained its shimmering quality.

Also, when I saw her, she was facing me head on, instead of this kind of three quarters view that I drew here. I discovered that the foreshortened arm beckoning towards me was not easy to depict from a head on view.

Hm. What else… oh right, so the reason I got on this today was cause I was having an instant messenger conversation earlier with Laura Jane, where she said she had been thinking about the whole story and how weird it was, and how she had tried to find information on skeleton apparitions, but seen none (neither have I). Cause “ordinarily” ghosts don’t appear as skeletons, they look more like weird versions of living people. Although the one I saw (besides whatever this was) was more faded and wavy than a person, like it was a person who had disintegrated and the shape was almost no longer humanoid.

She also brought up the point that having a weird ghoulish visitation as a child is all very Harry Potter, and that maybe there’s more going on here than I had thought. Cause it’s weird, I never really thought twice about having seen this thing when I was a kid. It was always just sort of a bizarre fact, but I suppose not everyone actually has something like that happen to them. And the other weird part that I may or may not have mentioned in the article is that, not only was she beckoning me to her, I got the definite sense that she wanted me to come with her.

So anyway, yeah… I tried doing research around skeleton women and stuff, but except for one Native American legend which wasn’t too relevant, I came up empty handed, and decided to draw her instead.

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