2005-10-28 / Columnists

From The Artists Studio

Rockaway Artists Alliance Medium Rayah
By Susan Hartenstein

Rockaway Artists Alliance
Medium Rayah’s Final Halloween Warning


A victim of last year’s horrorfest.A victim of last year’s horrorfest. by Madam Rayah

Oh, good people of Rockaway, may you read this e-mail in time! May you be able to escape the horrors to take place tonight and for three more nights to come. For I have just run, panting and gasping, to my state-of-the art computer room with its high-speed internet connection and vintage Ms. Pac-Man upright arcade game. Run from my gypsy garret, filled with the tools of my fortunetelling trade, where my worst fears, expressed in last week’s e-mail, have been confirmed. Run, despite the nasty corn on my left foot and the really annoying ingrown toenail on my right foot. Yes my friends. I have risked all, for all was finally revealed in the Madam’s recently overhauled 1967 yellow Mustang crystal ball with the black vinyl hardtop. Brace yourselves and be forewarned.

Tonight and for three nights thereafter, the horrors of the Minotaur descend upon the Fort of Tilden. Yes, it is all clear to me now. Each night, October 28, 29, 30 and 31, from 5-8 p.m., the ancient and awful Minotaur (half man and half bull) will open its Maze to entrap the hapless innocents unlucky enough to fall prey. And where have the beast and its evil comrades set their labyrinth? The demonic devils have forcibly taken over the otherwise beauty-filled sTudio 7 Gallery in hopes of drawing their victims into what, for those nights, has been transformed into a gallery of gruesome horrors. Transformed by demented Dadaists and abstract expressionists bent on destroying all that is good and clean and ordered in the world. In their plan, the flesh-consuming conspirators will lead their victims from the T-4 parking lot (where they may first snack upon Maria’s “breezy dogs”), through the Garden of Unearthly Delights to the Gate of the Minotaur’s Maze to…Oh the unspeakable horrors I see. Unidentified figures petrified by Medusa; lost souls crying for release. And where is that Duchess of Dastardly Deeds, Marina of Callaghan? Did the Minotaur also devour her? Has this bestial baddie turned even on his own kind? I can’t go on. As if this weren’t enough, the Rockaway Theatre Company will coordinate their short plays at the Post Theater with the fiends in sTudio 7 on the Final Halloween Night.

Who will find his or her way through the maze to breathe the fresh night air of safety? Who will not? Will it be you? Will it be your loved ones? Does it do me any good to warn you? Or will you succumb to the lure of fright, fun and fantasy, as you do each year? The answer lies in your hands. Rayah has spoken. But remember, though a safe experience as always, don’t take anyone too young and impressionable for such an interactive event. This is NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. And wear comfortable shoes. Those corns can kill you.

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