A few days late to the game, so I’m playing catch up!
1) How did you start collecting bones/doing taxidermy/liking dead stuff?
As a kid I always found bones in the woods behind my cousins house during the family picnic, rather than being social. But I didn’t really start collecting until maybe five years ago when I found fawn remains in a gulley next to a friends house (while we were setting up her birthday scavenger hunt so I think that’s pretty funny!).
2) Do you talk to your family and friends about bones? What do they think about it?
I do! Most of my family is really supportive, and they even help me out when they can (“hey, I found a dead squirrel! You want it?”). Many of my friends are also part of vulture culture, so it makes things pretty easy. A few friends and family are a little uncomfortable with it, but not rude about their distaste, so I do my best to be equally polite and not bring it up around them.
I’ve been incredibly lucky that most everyone in my life is at the least very understanding. I did lose one friend over this hobby. Her mother just couldn’t understand where I was coming from in my beliefs on the matter and found me to be cruel for appreciating animals even in death. I used to consider her my other mom. My friend is very close to her mother, and because of our falling out, she and I were never able to really be friends again (she did give me a skull and tooth she found once, and called to tell me about a deer, but that was before her mom decided she couldn’t hold her tongue anymore).
3) Antler selfie! (or whatever bones you want)
This is from quite a few years ago (a small shed my Dad found at work and gave to me) but I think it’s still a pretty…accurate representation of me.