Dreampepper

I adore my in-box. This just came in from a sculptor friend of mine, Chris Hausbeck:

This coming Saturday, October 18th my assistant Dawn Exton and I will introduce the massive mechanical sculpture 'Inside Hausbeck's Head-Keeshen Delight No.9'.

All are invited to join us starting at 5:00 until 10:00 for a reception and close viewing of the mechanism.

This mechanism will propel a 500 lb. clown head to a height of 50 feet out of the top of a 150 year old grain silo on the grounds of Wild Bill's Nostalgia on rt. 3 in middletown, ct. (map)

We have constructed a giant 1200 lb. device, counter weighted with a twisted ball of steel, bone, glass, wood and implements of destruction rising and falling twelve feet through the floors.

Attached are some images and a more complete story in my flickr set.


I sincerely hope all will be able to join us for this monumental event and help celebrate this amazing sculpture.

Cheers, Chris Hausbeck

Christopher Locke makes spider-sculptures out of confiscated scissors bought at TSA auctions.

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And that, my lovelies, concludes my Hallowe'en Post-An-Hour, as I am now going to actually go out and try to happily flounce around in my costume at Ben's movie with Michael. If you liked what you saw, please feel free to throw me a few coins towards a bus-pass in leiu of trick-or-treating candy. Thanks! Happy holidays!

Kris Kuksi - "Lust and Self-Abuse" - mixed media - 29" diameter - 2007

I find few things in life sacred, it's rare I remember awe, so when I find it, I have to share it. Put aside half an hour and click on this link. It's intense. His art inspires me with something I imagine is akin to religious awe. The detail is overwhelming, an arched back of wicked creativity drawing the eyes to a thousand unique and interesting places. This is the work of an angel and devil both, someone blessed with more than I could ever imagine. My words are ashes.

"The Animaris Rhinoceros Transport is a type of animal with a steel skeleton and a polyester skin. It looks as if there is a thick layer of sand coating the animal. It weighs 2 tons, but can be set into motion by one person. It stands 4.70 meters tall. Because of its height it catches enough wind to start moving."

Watch the video!

There's more at strandbeest.com.

Itconversations.com has a session with Theo Jansen, the creator of these wondrous wind-powered walking machines, at Pop!Tech 2005 here.

The Machine, a short story by Joey Comeau of a softer world.

I leaned over the pool-table at Joe's Cafe and while I carefully lined up my cue with the ball, I unexpectedly felt like I was a copyright infringement. That someone more deserving had done this exact thing, but had made it art. Shaken, I missed my shot and tried to shoo away my strange thoughts. I was in the wrong company to be attempting to discuss such ideas away. Robin isn't educated on the right topics and Shadow, Ducky's brother, doesn't even have a computer yet. Instead I stood and looked over the poor constellation I had offered the next player. I counted the balls left and questioned colour as a concept. "It's lucky all three of us suck at this, hey?"

Katie's started to take pictures wearing her holiday present.

This is the day I was hit by the truck three years ago. I had killed the hot seed of a child in my womb a month before and where I stained my skirt when I skid along the road, the blood from my bone bare knees mixed with blood from that left-over wound. The snow, that sensation, was so light and soft that it felt like it wasn't real. My arm was fire and my eyes had met those of the driver a disturbing fraction of a minute before I turned and jumped into the air. My intention was to slide along the hood of the truck, but the snow, that delicate snow, it caught on my shoes. I slipped.