Here’s part of a piece I’m putting in a show next month. It’s a triptych – this is the middle section. It’s not finished yet, but it’s fun to share WIPs.
This is the second grandfather clock I’ve made for this piece (the first was a prototype). Well, it’s really the fifth, if I count the sketchbook. I discovered last summer that if I work on the layers in my sketchbook before working in the diorama, I end up with a record of the piece, which will stay around after the diorama goes to live somewhere else.
Here’s the first rough sketch I did:
I’m interested in the idea of theater, the physical space and and what happens there.
I’ve finished this piece and am adding a few more pics below.
There – that’s better.
I received an email a couple of weeks ago from a representative of Altoids. They commissioned a piece from me for an auction to raise money for Americans for the Arts.
It’s currently available on e-bay, starting at a very low bid. Please check it out!
Here’s what I made:
The ticket seller is five layers deep and he’s INSIDE the booth.
Vanity, a precursor to one of the seven deadly sins (Pride), is represented here in this fancy tin (thanks to my buddy Jenn Schiffer). The phrase Omnia Vanitas (“All is Vanity”) reminds us of the “ultimate fruitlessness of humankind’s efforts in this world,” or perhaps more generously, the impermanence of our physical existence. Perhaps even more fruitless is the efforts put into digital existence. This diorama sums up quite a few ideas in a simple way; several types of vanities, a vanitas, and the symbolism of vanity itself. It starts the anthropomorphizing the seven deadly sins. Also, I had to remove 3/4 of the bristles in a brush to paint the devils eyes.
Following up with our grackle who traded his arm for some rum at the Butcher Block Bar, we find him visiting the grave of said arm. This diorama features the smallest skull I’ve ever made. Our grackle is wondering why he wasn’t allowed to keep the bones – it would be a lot simpler than having to visit the grave of his arm. You know?
“I’d give my right arm for a drink right now,” uttered at the Butcher Block Bar, results in both. Sorta scary, eh?
Fuel for thought: all roads are connected, with the exception of those separated by oceans. Therefore, all roads ultimately end at the same place.
This grackle has found the end of the road.
More viewfinder fun on the way!
While rushing around last weekend, I came across a neighborhood yard sale. I found three eggs cravistans (including this one). This is the second diorama in this series, and the first theater of several that I’m working on. This theater hosts The Society of Exclusive Grackles and fits inside the egg. The Grackles shown have assembled to get information and to make a plan.
The audience is listening.