I have a taxidermy owl en route to my place. I haven’t actually seen it yet but I’ve already decided to call him/it Woodrow. It was made by my sister. She’s recently developed an interest in taxidermy and has been “driving around the streets looking for road kill”. She’s like a less gothic Winona Ryder in
Beetlejuice.
While finding dead owls and bringing them back to life (via the power of embalming fluids and cross stitching) is a little unorthodox, it’s still wholesome, family friendly entertainment. Rogue taxidermy? Not so much.
As the name implies, rogue taxidermy is about taking things up several notches. It’s for people who have grown tired of simply stuffing family pets for mantle-pieces and want a new challenge. Something a bit more creative… Maybe splicing some animals together to make a ‘super animal’.
The end results of all this tinkering tend to be rather grim. They’re certainly not suited to psychedelic drug experiments. Still, you have to admire the craftsmanship, it’s not every day you see a mouse/duck hybrid. Or a monkey with five asses.