Old Witch Pins and Buttons
Description: The Old Witch is the primary host of the Haunt of Fear comic book series and was one of three hosts of the Tales From The Crypt series along with The Crypt Keeper and The Vault Keeper. She also appeared in the '90s era Tales From The Cryptkeeper animated series. Her name was revealed as Fran in the '90s paperback, "Jokes From The Crypt." Her origin story, "A Little Stranger," appeared in Haunt of Fear volume 1, issue 14, and here we have her poised behind a tombstone with the classic Tales From The Crypt comic masthead over it along with the years of the comic book series run from 1950 to 1955.
Description: Step into the vivid, daydream-fueled world of Margaret Reynolds with this "Artist's Magazine" style tribute to Up The Sandbox. Capturing the essence of Barbra Streisand's most experimental and satirical role, this piece highlights the surreal collision of domestic duty and wild fantasy. This design is a nod to the 1970s feminist film movement. It's witty, it's chaotic, and it's unapologetically bold-just like Streisand herself.
Description: Step into a dark fairy tale with this stunning gothic-inspired Snow White design! Featuring a unique, creepy cartoon illustration of the innocent princess standing beneath the sinister Old Hag witch, holding the poisoned apple and the royal crown. In the background, the Evil Queen's Magic Mirror mask looms over a haunted castle silhouette under retro Old English typography. Perfect for fans of dark fantasy, horrorcore fairy tales, and spooky aesthetic animation. This stylized vector artwork looks phenomenal on classic t-shirts, hoodies, magnets, and stickers!
Description: • Green man, tall horned one, Plucked from behind the veil, Knelt in the void, between the worlds The vines fall upon him, The moss grows along him, Adorned in the spells - Hands clasped in prayer where he fell, A tear spills with the air, Knelt in the soil, Where reaches the roots of his of motions Rushing to his centre, Extending his branches, Still, stationary, yet he dances Swaying with the silence of an ancient mode of worship Coiling, knelt in the soil Of the salt of his soul A magic so old Earthen, grounded As gold •
