All the best magicians have the best assistants, and Dr. F was no exception. And while his whole story is lost in the ether, Kitty Wampus didn’t share his fate. She worked with Dr. F during his years working as an illusionist. It’s assumed she stopped working with him when he turned his attention to conjuring and more traditional forms of Magic. It’s also unclear just how close they were.
This piece is pretty much imposible to photograph well. The container is a plastic specimen jar a friend gave me.
Thy body is a temple. Here are some of the deities found there, anthropomorphized for your connivence in a vintage laxative tin.
I’m sure I don’t have to explain this. Especially not the Virgin Thumbnail or Nosetradamus. I’m sure you aren’t going to ask.
In 1785, Prince George of Wales fell in love with Maria Fitzherbert, a commoner. Because their love was forbidden, they had miniatures of their eyes painted for one another. They would carry these everywhere so that they could always gaze deeply into them without fear of being caught by the royal family. Even though Prince George was married to someone else, he was buried wearing Maria’s eye painting around his neck. Eye miniatures, or Lover’s Eyes, remained popular through Victorian times. They eventually took on a morbid quality and were worn as mourning jewelry (more on that here).
There’s something very appealing about carrying a part of your Love with you everywhere you go.
I’m participating in a show of eye miniatures in Germany. This diorama is in a vintage eye rinse cup; a beautiful woman as seen in her lover’s eye. The iris is translucent.
A shirt design for our roller derby “A” team, the folks who travel and play “A” teams from other leagues. I made at least 14 versions of this – and I think this is the best. I did it in a hurry. ;)
Even Gods yield to time. This diorama shows Poseidon’s deathly repose at the bottom of an anchovy tin among the shipwrecks deep in the Dead Sea.
I made this piece to auction at the Chesapeake Roller Derby fundraiser (tomorrow night as of this writing, if you are interested). I had a lot of fun making the fluid waves and the smallest Jolly Roger ever and the first mermaid to show up. The diorama is in a Cento anchovies tin. It’s kind of the opposite of an Altoids tin.
Up next, working on several pieces for an April group show in DC.
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?