I’m working on a new series of dioramas, which will unfold in old chronometers. I’ll talk more about the working theme and title at the other end of the project.
These are “warm-ups.”
The first is “lost at sea,” which has a character I met a long time ago.
A cold night in the wild west.
The City of Lost Things.
It’s nice to work small again, and I like revisiting these older themes to prepare for adding to them. More soon!
It was a dark and stormy night. Or, so they said. This scene has several cut paper layers, depicting an inner castle wall inside the City of Lost Things.
Here’s another shadow box for my upcoming show. It makes use of cut-paper shapes. The City of Lost Things (on Pine Island) is where those things that go missing turn up.
This is in a 10″ x 10″ frame. I forgot to photograph it in my studio after it was fully assembled, so here’s a photo from my phone, which shows how it turned out (in a rough, pixely way).
An experiment involving a single strip of paper. There’s a moat, draw bridge and miles of alleys and walls. It’s the City of Lost Things which contains the Reverse Clock Tower. This one needs a slight redo, but I’m posting it anyway because I still believe it’s worthwhile to share the half baked pies. The show is coming along – I still have so much I want to do, so many big ideas.
Deep within the City of Lost Things, there’s a crumbling clock tower that tells time in reverse. It’s extremely useful for finding lost things, because one can just retrace one’s steps back to where the item was lost. The tower isn’t easy to find, though.
This watch belonged to my grandfather. It doesn’t tell normal time, but is actually a window looking at the reverse clock tower. Pretty handy (get it?).
The clock hands are backward. Like most of the stuff I’ve made, this is really tricky to photograph.
I started with the clock face, which is 11/64 of an inch. That’s about as small as I could get it and still managed to write the roman numerals somewhat legibly. I then drew everything else around that.
When we can’t find something, it doesn’t always mean that the thing is lost.
When things disappear, they often end up in the City of Lost things…
