The Advent of Unlikelys

Introduction

Here’s something I’ve been playing with – using the dioramas to build sequential narratives. It’s a character study in comic form, if you will. Here’s the scoop:

After the Second American Civil War, but before WWIII, a villain released cosmic space dust into the atmosphere. As a result, new beings joined us, and it was just the beginning.

Closed View

advent open

advent tilted back

Watch out for the space dust.

 

The Ghost in the Grandmother Clock

Ghost in the Grandmother Clock

Tin box shaped like a house

The inspiration for this comes from family, and in particular, my grandmother.

Rosamond Laurie Doran died before I was born, in Panama.  She was a nurse.

The names on the tombstones belong to the dead raccoons that were killed by cars. They are buried in my yard.

graveyard with tombstones

There is a ghost in the clock – shrouded, because I’ve never met this particular ghost.

inside the haunted house

Ghost in the grandmother clock

Symbols of the Doran Family

Above the bolo knife is a painting my grandmother made.  It’s the only thing I have of hers.  It hangs in my dining room, and she signed it. She was quite beautiful.

Rosamond Doran

I often sense that she looks after me.

Grandma Doran's painting

Tiny paper-cut flowers

 

 

The Ghost of Triton

The Ghost of Triton

My dad and I used to eat smokey kippered herring on saltines, when I was a kid. The tins came with a key that would open the can. If you didn’t do it correctly, a little metal tab would snap off and it was difficult to get the can open.

This scene shows the ghost of Triton, haunting his old haunt. He’s accompanied by old friends. All the eyes glow in the dark. All the eyes except his.

Triton, detail - top of diorama

Triton, detail - middle of diorama

Triton, detail - bottom of diorama

A Reunion (in a pocket watch)

Pocket Watch with Skeleton greeting a dog

I think one of the best parts of entering the Land of the Dead will be reuniting with old friends (and by friends, I mean dogs).

This scene is made of several layers. The church door opens, too.

Skeleton greeting a dog

This is a silver pocket watch, which was broken when I found it.

 

 

Ashes to Ashes

final

wip1

wip3

wip2

clergy

bound

funk-to-funky

ashes-to-ashes

This piece is made in a late grandfather’s violin (thank you Jeanne and luthier Susan Hopkins for helping me get it/open). This is in the current show at the Smith Healing Gallery in DC – details here. Without saying too much, I love string instruments that have f-holes. This particular violin echoes a coffin, and the figure of Pierrot is trying to make his way to the Land of the Dead. He is constrained by gold thread, held by clergy-like figures. He is also being pulled onward by silver thread, and is trapped between two worlds. I wonder about famous souls who were idolized during their lives (David Bowie, for example), and how the mass grief of a society might effect a transition to, say, the Land of the Dead.