December 15, 2004

{ Bigfoot by Bigfoot One }

My love for all things Sasquatch runs deep. It started early, fueled by that episode of The Six Million Dollar Man where Steve Austin dukes it out with Bigfoot (played by none other than Andre The Giant). After witnessing this colossal showdown, I read up on the creature, and my young brain soaked up the legends like a sponge. Eventually I happened upon a "Search for Bigfoot" documentary (documenting the paranormal was a huge fad in the pre-X-Files 1980's). The documentary produced no conclusive evidence as to the existence of the creature, but it allowed me my first glimpse of the infamous Patterson film. Shot on grainy 8mm at an incredible distance, the footage depicted a tall ape-like humanoid shambling through the wilderness. I was in awe. Though the film was later discredited, my passion for Bigfoot did not abate. I was fascinated by the creature, even stooping so low as to see the saccharine sasquatch comedy "Harry and the Hendersons" in the theater. Multiple times. And I watched the crappy TV show. *sigh* It was much later, at the age of 16, that I had my first encounter with the creature. I know this sounds completely insane, but I swear to you every word of what I'm about to tell you is true.... Bigfoot visited me in 1990 at my parent's home on Washington Boulevard in suburban Huntington, West Virginia. I was asleep in my bed when I had the sudden and unmistakable feeling that someone was near me and was staring intently at me. I sat bolt upright, panic flooding my system. There, just beyond the foot of my bed, an enormous shadowy shape lingered for just a moment. It held open the door to my bedroom, and was partially hidden behind it. The creature was stooping low just to fit into my room, despite the 8 foot-high ceiling, and as I laid eyes on it, it blurred into motion- exiting my room and slamming the door shut behind it. The force with which it closed the door caused a box-fan sitting on a chair near my bed to come crashing down, and though I was utterly terrified, I jumped out of bed to pursue the creature. I whipped open the door and stared hard down into the darkness of the stairwell leading to my room. I saw nothing. I took a few deep breaths and listened intently, but heard nothing as well. I retreated to my room, and after an hour or so of mental debate, I was able to convince myself that it was just a dream. I must have woken up just as the fan fell off the chair, and in the instant that my dreaming mind swam to consciousness it must have conjured the whole thing. It seemed a likely explanation for an otherwise unexplainable event. I even went back to sleep eventually. It was what I found in the morning that convinced me something else entirely was going on. As I opened my bedroom door the next day, I noticed something on the floor. A single hair. About 3 inches long, thick and dark at the root with a red-brown tip. Much too thick to belong to any human or domestic animal, it was stiff like a porcupine quill. Bigfoot had been in my room last night.... So you can understand why I adore this piece from guerilla-art activist Bigfoot One so thoroughly. His vision of the creature, while wonderfully fleshed out with cartoon-like imagination, remains firmly attached to the myth and legend surrounding the creature. At 13" tall, he's a bit shy of the legend's 8-10 foot estimated heighth, but what he lacks in physical presence he certainly makes up in personality. Brought to you by the fine folks at StrangeCo, Bigfoot kicks it in special window-box packaging, covered in original artwork. Produced in 3 colorways, the big guy is a very limited edition piece- only 450 each of the brown and green versions and 100 of the silver and black were produced. Much like his mythic counterpart, you're likely to find Bigfoot disappears before you can ever quite lay hands on him.

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Did that really happen?
I found what i suspected to be a Bigfoot foot print on the golf course in front of my house a few years ago. Didn't have any plaster of paris though.

Posted by: Sean at December 16, 2004 2:37 AM

I'm sure it most definately did happen...Adam would never lie(about a Big Foot related incident that is),but what I'm dying to know is this: Did Big Foot burgle anything from your room, Adam?

Posted by: Katie Laish. at December 17, 2004 1:11 AM

The creature took nothing. At least nothing I noticed or missed. Perhaps he took a single hair... and left me one of his own behind.

And no, I wouldn't lie about this. Ask me about it the next time we're hanging out and I'll give you the full scoop. If I can dig it up, I'll even bring the hair I saved.

Posted by: Adam at December 17, 2004 5:43 AM

Actually, the Bigfoot did snag Adam's Iron Maiden "Aces High" poster that was hanging next to his bedroom door. We all know that Bigfoot is a heavy metal fan and has always been envious of Eddie the Head. Rumor has it that Bigfoot has actually put together his own heavy metal website. Check out the Iron Maiden discography at:

http://www.darkelucidation.com/iron_maiden_discography.php

Posted by: swizzlepants at December 17, 2004 5:20 PM

Wow, Adam!

That is a really exciting story!

I would like to see a real bigfoot, but my dad says to look at his big foot, but they smell really bad. So far the biggest foot I have saw so far is my moms and they don't smell which is good.

Posted by: Rockchild at December 21, 2004 3:03 PM

is big foot real because i have seen loads of pics but none are real by the way is cj's mom real?

Posted by: fat shady at February 6, 2005 5:45 PM