Pigeon on the GO

Despite the crazy schedule that always descends around this time of year, I've finally gotten around to starting (and almost-finishing in one sitting, take that, busy-times!) my three-dimensional antler-pigeon. The base of this bird has been sitting around my apartment-and-then-studio since September 2010, so it only took me, oh, a year and two-ish months to get the thing feathered. On the bright side, it's getting done now.

I didn't have my proper camera with me for the progress shots, but you should be used to crappy photobooth images by now, right?

The feathers begin:



Feathery expansion:



Antler-pigeon says HELLO THERE:



I promise a proper update, possibly featuring some photos from my recent trip to New York, soon.

BEARS!

I'm preparing a much more extensive post all about the most elaborate part of the show (mechanized peepshow, what what?), but until that's ready, here are some sketchy phone-camera shots of the main characters (bearacters?):


Bear #1, pre-eye application.


Bear #1, post-eyes (with bear #2 in the background).

The next two photos come complete with the original Twitter captions (yes, I Tweet. It's a weakness of mine).


"Bear #2 now has eyes & has already started trying to eat the other curiosities. Damnit, bear!"


"I mean look at him - this is NOT a face to be trusted. DO NOT VOTE BEAR ON OCTOBER 25th! (Or Ford.)


Overall, now that both are officially done, I'm thrilled with how well they turned out (it's always lovely when experiments go just the way you want 'em to!).

Whilhelm & the Bicycle

Whilhelm (Willie for short) had dreamed about riding a bicycle since before he had ears, fantasizing about the feeling of the wind ruffling his red fur as he flew down hills, the bike's bell ringing out a cheery tune.



One day, he came across a beautiful bike just sitting on the street as if it was waiting for him to happen upon it. Excitedly, he hopped up on the seat, but soon realized the fatal flaw in his long-desired plan...





...Willie had no way of touching, let alone reaching the handlebars.

It was a tragic blow to poor Willie, his dreams dashed upon the street as he clinked away from the beautiful bike and back to the freak show from whence he came, where he spent the rest of his jarred existence being ogled by the curious.



THE END

{This sad little merfox - who is thisclose to being finished - was made from wire, masking tape, fake fur, acrylic paint, paper and watercolour. He'll be starring as one of the main curiosities at the Farther's Freaks exhibit.}