Tag: sculpture

“It’s Raining! Quick! Get Under Her HooHah!”

[Found here.]

The Last Resort

[Found here.]

Revenge


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“What’s for dinner, hon?”
“Flatbird casserole.”

Never eaten pigeon, but here’s an interesting recipe:

Lark, or Sparrow Pye.
You must have five dozen at least; lay betwixt every one a Bit of Bacon as you do when you roast them, and a Leaf of Sage and a little Force-meat at the Bottom of your Crust; put on some Butter a top and lid it; when bak’d for one Hour, which will be sufficient, make a little thicken’d Gravy, put in the Juice of a Lemon; season with Pepper and Salt, so serve it hot and quick. (Charles Carter’s “City and Country Cook … “ 1736)

Yeah, serve it hot and quick and run out the back door before your guests realize what those gamey little crunchy things that they’ve been snarfing down really are.

Serious Blockage

Someone spent a lot of time on this sculpture, but what I like best about it is that it’s  made out of wood, hopefully culled from a rain forest somewhere in the Pacific Northwest, and fastened to a board with a toxic adhesive derived from the bile of boogeymen and tested on lab-rabbits’ eyes as required by the EPA.

It also takes electrical energy to view it. Real electrical energy with tungsten filaments heating up the atmosphere to prevent imminent Global Cooling. Cutsey little weenie curly fluorescent lamps just don’t cut it here.

I suppose you could mount it on a wall perpendicular to the rays of the sun, but then you could only see the image for about 30 seconds two times a year. If the day is overcast after you and your friends rearranged work schedules just to view it, you’re screwed, and  that would suck donkeys big time.

[Image found here. Crossposted here.]

Hindsight

Cheeky sculpture by Seymore Butz? Looking through the rearview in a two-seater? Booty in the eye of the beholder? See bottoms? When the moon hits your eye? Buttinskis? Crackhead?  Eigel Asses?

Don’t be bummed; you won’t be left behind. We’ve got your backside covered.

[Found here.]

Serious WTF On A Tricycle Is Serious

Someone put a lot of thought and effort into this creation, and it probably has some hidden emotional or socio-political message, but hell if I can suss it.

Maybe it serves to house bats, and at dusk each night a swarm spirals out of its “mouth” for an insect feeding frenzy. Or it’s a trash receptacle/composter. Could be a poorly camouflaged audio speaker system that sends odd and mildly disturbing tones throughout the neighborhood. I like the patina on the copper clad tricycle, though.

I don’t know about you, but I’m saving up to get a matching pair.

[Image found here.]

Puppy Puzzler

Pooch problem. Doggie dilemma. Canine conundrum.  Bowzer baffler.

See, this is the difference between dogs and cats. The dog looks at that and knows something just ain’t right and tries to figure it out. A cat gives it a sideways glance, thinks “jerk,” and wanders off to take a nap.

[Found here.]

Switch

Sculptural graffiti is cool. Painted vandalism is not. [Found here.]

“I Am Eating Candy.”

Although the book is sixty years old, Viktor Lowenfeld described the childhood stages of  perception, via drawing and painting, and included a section on the blind and deaf. Lowenfeld was very perceptive and astute in using art to measure the mental progress of young ‘uns.

“I Am Eating Candy” is the title of a clay sculpture by an 11 year old blind and deaf girl who attended the Perkins Institution for the Blind in the late 1940s. It’s from a book entitled “Creative and Mental Growth – A Textbook on Art Education,” by Viktor Lowenfeld, Pennsylvania State College, published by The Macmillan Company, New York, 1950. Here’s the full plate:

I’m tempted to scan the entire book into .pdf format… it’s that awesome.

Trashman

If that’s photoshopped, it’s well done, but I think it’s an actual sculpture, maybe pasted onto the image of the tunnel. Just a guess. It’s still cool.

[Image found here.]