Where Plants Have Teeth & Monsters Find Homes.
Welcome to Paula’s Shop of Horrors
Paula’s Shop of Horrors is an independent art business born from a lifelong obsession with making things, a love of the strange and unusual, and the firm belief that plants are considerably more interesting when they have teeth.
At the heart of Paula’s Shop of Horrors are my hand-sculpted Monster Plants — weird, wonderful and occasionally slightly unhinged creatures, individually made by me from scratch.
Every Monster Plant is sculpted by hand, which means no two are ever exactly alike. Their mouths, teeth, leaves, eyes and expressions are individually created and assembled, giving each one its own personality. Some look cute. Some look furious. Some look like they'd happily take your finger off if you forgot to feed them.
They come in all shapes and sizes, from tiny Seedlings and mischievous Saplings to larger Bloomlings and Eldergrowths, alongside special creations inspired by carnivorous plants, monsters, horror, sci-fi and whatever strange idea happens to crawl into my head next.
They aren't factory-made ornaments bought in and resold. They start life as raw materials on my workbench and are sculpted, built, painted and finished by hand. I still make them myself — usually surrounded by half-finished monsters, paint, clay, tools and far too many tiny teeth.
From Monster Plants to Monster T-Shirts
The creatures escaped the plant pots a long time ago.
Paula’s Shop of Horrors has grown into a much bigger collection of my original artwork, including T-shirts, hoodies, prints, cards and other strange creations.
The clothing features my own artwork and characters, with designs ranging from monster plants and classic horror-inspired creatures to rats, bats, robots, steampunk oddities and all manner of beautifully peculiar things.
You won't find generic stock artwork slapped onto a shirt here. The designs begin with me — drawn, developed and turned into artwork for the Paula’s Shop of Horrors collection.
My T-shirts and hoodies are chosen to be proper, wearable garments too. I want clothing that feels good, lasts and can actually become the thing you keep pulling out of the wardrobe, rather than novelty merchandise you wear once.
The result is a collection that's a mixture of horror, humour, monsters, plants, alternative art and a little bit of nonsense — without taking itself too seriously.
The Glastonbury Shop
You can find Paula’s Shop of Horrors in the wonderfully weird surroundings of Glastonbury High Street - no. 8A.
Having a physical shop means you can see the Monster Plants in person, rummage through the clothing and artwork and choose the particular creature that speaks to you — or looks most likely to behave itself on the journey home.
It's also very much a working artist's space.
I'm often sculpting behind the counter while the shop is open, so there's a good chance you'll see new monsters being made, teeth being sculpted, plants taking shape or whatever ridiculous project I've decided to start that week.
For me, that's an important part of Paula’s Shop of Horrors. I don't want it to feel like a polished chain store. It's a real little independent shop where the person behind the counter is also the person who designed the artwork and made the monsters you're looking at.
Find Me in the Wild
Paula’s Shop of Horrors doesn't stay in Glastonbury.
I spend a large part of the year travelling to alternative markets, makers' markets, gothic events, plant events and wonderfully unusual gatherings around the UK.
You'll find the stall popping up everywhere from Somerset, Bristol, Cardiff and Newport to Birmingham and London, including some fantastic alternative and Satanic markets where the stranger members of the Monster Plant family feel particularly at home.
Markets are a huge part of what I do.
There's something brilliant about loading the van with an army of ridiculous plants, setting up a stall and watching people spot them for the first time. You'll often see someone walk past, stop, reverse several steps and then shout to whoever they're with, “OH MY GOD, THEY'VE GOT TEETH!”
That's pretty much the desired reaction.
Every Monster Plant that leaves with a new human goes off with its own little adoption paperwork, and the whole thing is deliberately meant to be fun. Choosing one should feel less like buying an ornament and more like deciding which peculiar creature you're prepared to take responsibility for.
So Who am I?
I'm Paula — artist, sculptor, maker, designer and the human responsible for this whole mess.
I've been working creatively for more than 30 years, starting as a professional face painter when I was 15.
Over the years I've worked across a slightly ridiculous number of creative disciplines, including painting, airbrushing, sculpture, fibreglass, mould making, casting, scenic work, carpentry and large-scale creative builds.
That experience still feeds directly into Paula’s Shop of Horrors today.
I love making things. Properly making things.
I'm happiest with tools in my hands, something half-built in front of me and absolutely no sensible reason why I've decided it needs another set of teeth.
I've never been particularly interested in making things simply because they're fashionable. I make the things I would want to find — the strange plant in the corner, the ridiculous monster, the T-shirt nobody else is wearing, or the piece of artwork that makes someone laugh from across the room.
Somehow, other people turned out to like them too.
And that's how Paula’s Shop of Horrors grew.
Hand-Sculpted. Hand-Drawn. Hauntingly Original.
That's really what the whole business comes down to.
Paula’s Shop of Horrors is about original art, handmade creatures and things with personality.
It's about supporting an actual independent artist rather than a faceless production line. It's about owning something a little different. And it's about refusing to accept that your house couldn't be improved by a small carnivorous plant staring at your guests.
Whether you've discovered me at a market, wandered into the Glastonbury shop, spotted one of my designs online or have somehow ended up here while searching for something considerably more normal — welcome.
Have a look around.
Just don't put your fingers too close to the plants.
Paula’s Shop of Horrors.


