For the last week and a half I purposely put all things Lovecraftian out of my mind, just to recharge. But the Old Gentlemen apparently didn’t appreciate the notion, and forced me to acknowledge that the Old Ones have a foothold everywhere on Earth, even in tourist resorts.

The pictures below are all from Puerto Vallarta. Most of them are along the waterfront,  and there were a few equally odd ones that I couldn’t get close enough to photograph (no evil power at work, they were in a construction zone.) The disturbing baby moon was in a pottery shop at the airport.

I have no idea as to the origins or purposes of these statues, what they might commemorate or what they might be warding off. The giant lizard -and it was giant, almost 40 feet in length, is a sand carving, as are the seated figures, which are part of a Last Supper display but were weird enough to warrant inclusion here. All of them are washed out to sea at night by the tide, so this is your only chance to see them in this incarnation.

My favorite is the strange head with the fluted mouth. It was against the sun and sky, so even from my vantage point I couldn’t tell you what it was. The most disturbing, while not eldritch in any way, is the naked boy with a cowboy hat riding a sea horse. Horror does indeed come in many forms.