Looking at the incredible sculptures by Takanori Aiba it is no wonder he began as a maze illustrator.
Delicate yet exquisitely elaborate, each scene is a complex miniature world…villages bursting out of tiny tables and bonsai pots…
See more here.
Looking at the incredible sculptures by Takanori Aiba it is no wonder he began as a maze illustrator.
Delicate yet exquisitely elaborate, each scene is a complex miniature world…villages bursting out of tiny tables and bonsai pots…
See more here.
Kinetic sculpture fascinates me, not only because I’m intrigued by the way creators manage to piece things together and animate them, but because of the incredible tendency we have to anthropomorphize anything that even remotely emulates human shape or motion.
“Pony” by Tim Lewis is an amazing chimera. I’m sure many people would think it’s “creepy,” but I rather like it. I’d love a ride in its little carriage.
Lewis states:
I think that when you first approach a piece of art, and you imagine it and draw it, there’s a sense that it will always remain somewhat in your imagination. Its only when you take the 2D object and re-work it into the physical 3D world that it becomes somewhat more real. It no longer just exists in your eyes and mind, but instead has to react with the floors and walls around it in the physical world. For me, kinetic art highlights the importance of bringing both inventions and imagination into a physical existence.
See it in motion. It’s a mesmerizing and mildly disquieting sight…
I’m almost embarrassed by the number of times I’ve posted about Sandra Arteaga.
I’ve featured:
A Mixture of Works
The Funeral of Mr. Cookie
The Axolotl
And now I give you Last Chapter.

Before I ever considered cremation a possibility, I always thought I’d like my tombstone to be a book open to the last page. Perhaps that is why this sweet little book at rest resonates with me.
See a few more shots here.
Amazing craft idea for the zombie lover in your life!

Imaginary boyfriends are the best.

This is how to get ALL the ladies!

Who knew cupid’s name was…DAN?

On a related note, the Newton Creek Wastewater Treatment Plant in Brooklyn is offering a morning tour of its sludge processing facility (I’m not kidding!)
If I ever get married, I would shower my husband with beautiful sentiments like this:

You’ll rarely hear me say this, but…forget the chocolate…I want the box!

I forgot to put this fellow, all spiffy in his Valentine suit, in my Bat Valentine post:

Many folks who frequent this blog would probably appreciate the Tim Burton Valentine Card Set.

Boo Boo the Valentine Ghost just wants someone to love him.

And a couple of other sculpted creatures I found, without artist credit.
Dirk Staschke’s food sculptures are slightly reminiscent of decadent Baroque period imagery…
However, I enjoy that these sinfully indulgent displays have a slightly pale, sickly look…often topsy turvy, nearly ready to rot or collapse upon themselves.
This next piece comes from his show opening next month at the Bellevue Arts Museum in Washington, entitled “Falling Feels A lot Like Flying.”
See more here.
A new piece by Mark Ryden to lust after…

An age old patent for all your cow facade needs:

The ORIGINAL stairway to heaven:

Beautiful sandcastle by Adam Gormley:

Why not surprise your loved one with an unforgettable toy this Valentine’s Day?

At this restaurant, the only thing higher than the lobster towers is the staff’s hair.

I can almost hear the sweet, melodious tune of this duet.

They say history repeats itself. This political cartoon should be reprinted…

Now, I know it’s exaggerated for dramatic effect here, but this is pretty much exactly what my mind’s eye envisions when someone sneezes near me:

Heh. Wait ’til the 21st Century, girl…it’s called the Internet.

My best friend loves pickles. I sense an edible Pickle Circus setup at a birthday gift!

And I’ll finish off with a video that begs the question “Why is every sport that looks mildly appealing to me a century old and long since laughed out of existence?”
Brace yourselves, folks. I’m about to post something exceptionally rare for this blog: neon colors. Zim and Zou have won me over with their outrageously skillful paper sculptures.
This color scheme actually reminds me of my wardrobe as a child of the 80′s…before I wore more dark apparel than any human reasonably should.
And speaking of the 80′s, be sure to explore the closeups in Back to Basics to remember our prized devices of yesteryear.
This has come up in about 5 of the blogs I typically follow…so Cyborg Gorbachev is really asking to be posted.

If I were a few inches tall, this would be my preferred mode of transportation.

Amazing doll concept by Ali Gulec:

These life-like Beavis and Butt-Head statues having been making the Internet rounds as well. Wonderful job crafting a photorealistic and rather horrifying vision of these two, Kevin Kirkpatrick. See a few more shots here.

Why I love being an introvert:

On a related note, I think this would make great club wear for introverts. It really sends the right message if one is not in the mood for human interaction: Come one step closer and I will BITE you!

Finally, the trendy luxury toward which I harbor an extreme distaste finds a home in serial killer apparel. THIS, I like.

Fatal Attraction had NOTHING on this:

Bear with me for a moment of extreme adorableness…

And speaking of cats, take a look at what I always pretty much assumed would be my own future (everybody knows it’s not official until facebook says so…this is the real deal):

Ohhhh-kay, so I’ll admit that I only envision myself in a relationship with one or two cats. I’m about quality, not quantity.
Now we come to the portion of this blog post where I try to avoid making a pun about something being “fishy” here…

Usually at least one of my Desktop Goodies will launch me into utter confusion. Today’s baffling example (caption, anyone?):

…and by “Projection Equipment” they mean her brassiere:

Ladies, I’ll leave you with this romantic gift idea: raw meat.

I couldn’t find a personal website for Sasha Petrov, but I’d like to show a few of her porcelain doll sculptures.
Delicate, spindly, graceful, haunting and mysterious creatures…
This gorgeous sculpture by David Kravoc was commissioned as an award for Rabbi Yossi Raichik, director of Chabad’s Children of Chernobyl.
The piece represents The Book of Life, and pages are filled with the words of those touched by Raichik’s kindness. What a lovely idea for a memorial, and very well executed.