Halloween isn’t just for the kids

Halloween Vegatable Man
Halloween Vegatable Man

Halloween, apparently, is also for some very specific collectors with extremely deep pockets.

Take this diminutive guy.

Described as: Most likely the only known surviving example of one of the greatest Halloween items. A typical vegetable man featuring parsnip arms, zucchini legs, potato feet, and a fruit-type head with a glass red nose, paper eyes, and paper mouth which become transparent when the candle is lit. Candle remains in head and candy container is accessed by removing head from the body. In each arm he holds a jack-o-lantern, one with a watermelon grin and the other with a surprised expression.
Size: 9 – 1/2″ tall.

It recently sold at Dan Morphy Auctions in Pennsylvania for—wait for it… $11,000.

Think of it. Eleven grand for a little paper mache guy. What’s going to happen to the prices of real art? I’m frightened.

Happy Halloween.

By Stephen Brockelman

As a Sr. Writer at T. Rowe Price, I work with a group of the best copywriters around. We belong to the broader creative team within Enterprise Creative, a part of Corporate Marketing Services. _____________________________________________ A long and winding road: My path to T. Rowe Price was more twisted than Fidelity’s green line. With scholarship in hand, I left Kansas at 18 to study theatre in New York. When my soap opera paychecks stopped coming from CBS and started coming from the show’s sponsor, Proctor & Gamble, I discovered the power of advertising and switched careers. Over the years I’ve owned an ad agency in San Francisco; worked for Norman Lear on All in the Family, Good Times, Sanford and Son, and the rest of his hit shows; and as a member of Directors Guild of America, I directed Desi Arnaz in his last television appearance— we remained friends until his death. In 1988 I began freelancing full time didn’t look back. In January 2012 my rep at Boss Group called and said, “I know you don’t want to commute and writing for the financial industry isn’t high on your wish list, but I have a gig with T. Rowe Price in Owings Mills…” I was a contractor for eight months, drank the corporate Kool-Aid, became a TRP associate that August, and today I find myself smiling more often than not.

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