Saturday, March 21, 2009


I have discovered a great problem in art works with no real use, other than to be looked at.
It has no practical application in real life, AKA it does nothing but get in the way.

Control/Deliverance! (Which I still call it, in my head) has been sitting in the shed for about two weeks now, and last weekend, somebody bumped it and it very slowly fell down. And then it wouldn't go back together again quite the same. The thin metal supports I used to hold it up in the 'making of' stages are back again, making the whole thing a little lot less impressive. I'm considering buying some of those thin, clear plastic rods to support it, because I can't find the centre of balance that I had found, by dumb luck, the first time round. Chances are the plastic rods will end up costing more than the rest of the thing, but what can you do?

Also, there's the problem of finding some practical use for the thing. My dad came over today and said that he'd take it off my hands, and keep it in his empty beach house, if we could find a way to transport it. Which would most likely mean dissembling it and trying to build it again. But he did mention an idea for a proper use for it. Because the main torso is hollow, he suggested making it into a lamp. Ideas abound.

Would require finding a very low watt light, so that it doesn't burn through the plastic, and probably creating some sort of wire cage inside the torso, so that it's strong enough to support it, which would mean cutting it open, but I would have to do that in the long run anyway...

Oh the ideas!

Now playing: Bright Eyes - Lover I Don't Have To Love

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Watching Late Night TV Is Good For You

Thanks to my sleep cycle being thrown out of wack, I've been watching quite a bit of late night TV lately. Which normally is pretty dodgy, because during the week there's just infomercials about stuff I wouldn't want to buy at any other time, but are strangely appealing after the second hour of continuous advertising.

But on Friday and Saturday nights, I am in heaven. Rage welcomes my zombie like viewing all week long by playing awesome music videos until the sun comes up. This one has to be my favourite of late. I don't remember what the song sounds like (I watch TV with the sound off, did I mention that?) but the video itself is amazing. I give you: The Science of Fear by Temper Trap.

Okay, youtube doesn't want to embed the video, so check it out here.

Saturday, March 14, 2009


92 x 95 x 159.5 cm
Newspaper, wire, packing tape, Styrofoam.

If I ever attempt something like this again, please somebody shoot me. Originally I thought I'd have 5 weeks to complete this. I didn't. I had 2 weeks, but I probably spent about a week and a day actually working on it.
Then I died.

But anyway, now I've got all these empty tape rolls left over. 8 or 9 of them I think. So I'm gunna take a leaf out of Dave Lowe's book/blog and make me some shackles. After I take a really long nap.

Now playing: Operator Please - Terminal Disease

Stealing Titles from Quotes.

"The media's the most powerful entity on earth. They have the power to make the innocent guilty and to make the guilty innocent, and that's power. Because they control the minds of the masses.

-Malcolm X

Now playing: The Cure - Close To Me

Friday, March 13, 2009

Not Really Finished, But Close

Last picture for tonight.
This is just before it was finished, you can see that the neck hole is still open. I apparently didn't take any photos after I made the neck, so it'll have to wait, I guess.


The Lighthouse Is An Accident

Title has nothing to do with the photo.

Like Reverse Engineering, But Not.

Now playing: Franz Ferdinand - Bite Hard

This Is My Brother, He Is Made Of Tape

This is the tape-copy of my brother I was talking about. Finally captured him and got the hand I was missing. Then I cut off his head and his lower body and hung him from the giant easel in the shed. Good times.

Plus One

I think I should point out that this is life sized, but not accurate.
Humans have 12 pairs of ribs. The first 7 are called the 'True Ribs' because they meet at the front and back. Then there are 3 'False Ribs,' which only meet at the back, while joining onto the rib above in the front. This rib cage has only 1 pair of false ribs. Then there are 'Floating Ribs' which are usually put under the false ribs title. There are 2 pairs of floating ribs at the bottom of the ribcage, attached only at the back. These protect all your nice squishy organs, like kidneys.
My ribcage has no floating ribs.
And no kidneys.

Such is life.

Cages, Minus One.

Now playing: Franz Ferdinand - Twilight Omens

Ulna, Radius, Humerus, Scapula

Now playing: Franz Ferdinand - Send Him Away

These Are Ribs

They don't look like it here, but right now these are a ribcage. More photos as they come off the camera.

Now playing: Foals - Cassius

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Progress: A Work In

I've been making skeletons. Out of newspaper and tape, but today also from wire and Styrofoam. What you see above is about two and a half days work, and I just spent the last hour or so wrapping my brother in tape to make a copy of his body. Then he wanted to go out before I finished so I've got everything except his left hand. Irritating.

Now playing: David Bowie - Life on Mars?