Darkfallen as Pinhead
"Since the first time I looked across those uniform mutilations, those contradictions
of the flesh I've been a devoted follower of the Clive Barker. I myself am a writer
and an artist of sorts and I hope to one day meet that product of so many dark
and lonely nights in Liverpool.
Halloween is sort of a big deal to me. Every year I create an array of elaborate costuming starting from scratch of course. In the past I've been: Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader, Dracula, Michael Myers and various other generic screen favorites such as the mummy, the werewolf, and he of ludicrous hollow commercialism, Count Dracula.
It began one rainy July afternoon. I had just finished watching one the Hellraiser films and had yet to decide on a costume for the coming day of masquerade. Playing around with some glue and 3.5 inch hard disks I put together a life-size interpretation of the Lament Configuration. In the next few months that followed I discovered ways to re-create some of the many visual complexities that adorn the robe of the cenobites. Using bicycle knee-pads as shoulder decorations and substituting lateral manipulations of the flesh for arrangements of chains and cutting-objects, I slowly constructed a costume resembling something familiar. Just weeks before Halloween and I still had no facial prosthesis, no mask and no hope of turning the image in my head into a reality. Finally in the next few days I came across an old Johnson Smith Co. catalogue which had a mask similar to the "Pinhead," cenobite advertised, only the mask in the picture Was covered with plastic black pegs in place of pins and had horribly sculpted latex eyes that ruined the effect the mask was designed to achieve. Upon receiving the mask I carefully removed the eyes and with 1.5 inch deck nails I reinvented the classic nail. For safety reasons, however, I removed the driving ends from the nail with a pair of wire cutters.
Upon completion, I was faced with that familiar problem indicative of too much time spent on a costume. I had no place to go where my efforts would be appreciated or even noticed. When the day finally came, I attended a local haunted house where my pins were repeatedly catching on the webbing effects hanging from the ceiling. I was pulled out of the show by a costumed member of the house security and taken to a small poorly lit room where I was given a free pass to the next showing when I could enjoy the drama the show had to offer. Before leaving I was photographed by the local newspaper and by some of the haunted house employees who had earnestly appreciated my efforts. This year I'm creating a post-medieval vampire costume complete with incredibly expensive dental appliances and special effects contact lenses"
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