THE UNDERTAKER
It’s creepy and it’s kooky,
Mysterious and spooky,
It’s all altogether ooky…
Don’t know know to say this,
Except the Undertaker’s fluky…
It’s creepy and it’s kooky,
Mysterious and spooky,
It’s all altogether ooky…
Don’t know know to say this,
Except the Undertaker’s fluky…
At first sight, it looks like a big prop salvaged from the foyer of the old television series, the Addams Family. Do you remember? “They’re creepy and they’re kooky, mysterious and spooky, they’re all together ooky…”
Well, this Complicated Contraption debuts from the same gene pool.
Please welcome THE UNDERTAKER.
It’s sublimely Frankensteinian decor.
It’s sort of creepy.
Perhaps a touch obscene for some.
Mildly disturbing to others.
Yes, and even a little naughty come midnight.
But most importantly, it’s fun!
It’s designed to entertain; born to party.
“Gadzooks!” You might exclaim on first impression:
“What is all this stuff?”
Well, it begins with a hundred year old stainless steel mortician’s table, scrubbed with acetone and bleach, and factory mounted on a white porcelain hydraulic pillar. It has to be strong to support the vibrator.
Smack in the middle is a hundred year old mortician’s body fluid pump, rinsed with acetone and bleach, and redesigned to pump ardent spirits of the owner’s choosing.
I bought the 16 pound ice bucket in Brussels. It sits on a candle stick holder from Saint George’s Episcopal in Oak Cliff. Like most the old stuff, it’s brass. Ground, polished, and sealed. By hand. With love.
Everything has a story.
It’s powered by “Sparky,” a hundred year old Ford Model T coil tester. Don’t touch it when it’s cranking!
And it just wouldn’t seem right without a smoke machine…
Now would it?
Surly you weren’t expecting your father’s chocolate factory.
THE UNDERTAKER is not child’s play.
Hovering over the dispensary is a chandelier made from hundred year old flashlights. It’s gorgeous… and of course, one-of-a-kind.
At last count there are over 50 LED lights. Most everything a hundred years old is a lamp.
Trench Art. Medical Quackery. Saxophones. Black Glass Mad Hat.
You Name It.
It’s necessary, you know, to confront the darkness.
Still scared? Don’t be. It’s packing two 1938 Buck Rodgers space guns. Corks included.
Like all Complicated Contraptions, it’s uniquely balanced, fashioned to complement cosmic forces guiding our journey.
Art doesn’t have to be stuffy or conventional or petite or uninvolved or approved by the aristocracy. Art is free-dom. Express yourself.
THE UNDERTAKER partners with physics and mechanics, classic and quantum. It’s knobs and buttons and levers and cranks and handles and switches… the art of the mechanical deal.
Most importantly, it’s good times had by all.