Steampunk My Ride

Take one BIG-wheeled vintage bicycle and add a rider, gears, chains and mysterious mechanical modifications and you have a unique means of transportation, or as we like to call it: “Steampunk My Ride.”

Obviously, if BIG is good, then BIGGER is BETTER, so this Penny Farthing bike just kept getting modified until the rider seems nearly an afterthought. (This seems a bit like modern technology, where the Internet seems to think it can function without any human interference sometimes, we’re SUCH a bother to higher intelligence.)

One of a kind (ooak) water globe (or snow globe) featuring a modified “penny farthing” or old-fashioned big wheeled bicycle and tiny rider. When shaken, the interior sculpture shimmers with copper and metallic-colored micro-dust, which sparkles and slowly settles on the scene. The base is finished with a wrapped leather-look strip embellished with a swirl of brass rivets, mimicking the movement of the wheels and gears on the bike.

All designs and images are copyright (c) 2013 Camryn Forrest Designs, Denver, Colorado.

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Diving into a Sea Story

In so many endeavors, humans try to emulate other creatures and end up standing out … well, like an opposable thumb. We want to soar in the skies so we create vibrant colored hot air balloons. It’s a pretty cool experience, but hardly mimics a bird.

It occurs to me that there are a few activities we humans attempt, visiting someone else’s environment, that DO begin to emulate  the creatures who live there. When I started working on a scuba diver water globe I had a hard time making the diver clearly stand out from the landscape, the underwater plants, the coppery coral, the tentacles nearby. And without any change on my part the problem became the solution: it was exactly what I had experienced underwater, the feeling of moving like a fish, of the wetsuit color blending in like a dolphin, experiencing how the movement of the water shaped the way I responded.

I decided I liked the idea that the scuba diver was nearly indistinguishable from the other parts of the seascape.

We know that many swimming creatures, both mammals and fish, survive by camouflage. They either look like something else, or they try to blend in to the surroundings.
So this snow globe, errrrr, water globe, (sorry, just canNOT say “snow” to an underwater scene — when shaken, the softest whisper of sand swirls in the water), became a brain teaser of sorts. If I didn’t tell you what it depicted, would you guess? Would you see the “one of these things” that doesn’t quite belong?

Here’s the finished liquid-filled globe, and the last photo … you’ll see the diver was there all along, not hiding, just happily blending in with all the scenery.

Diver Waterglobe by Camryn Forrest Designs 2013

Diver Waterglobe by Camryn Forrest Designs 2013

Diver Waterglobe by Camryn Forrest Designs 2013

Diver Waterglobe by Camryn Forrest Designs 2013

Diver Waterglobe by Camryn Forrest Designs 2013

And here’s the diver, highlighted from the colors of the sea.Diver Waterglobe by Camryn Forrest Designs 2013 Diver Waterglobe by Camryn Forrest Designs 2013

Proto-Droid – the robot of parts unknown

I like this little guy. He’s a droid of sorts, a robot made of leftover parts. Maybe a prototype: still figuring out where everything goes.

Weren’t the first real robots much the same: a little bit of this, and cut that shorter, file that off over there, and weld this to that … and there you have it.

Function, not form: he’s less concerned with movie-star looks than what he can do.

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Shake his snow globe and his world is electric with a shower of sparkling gold possibilities.

Beaded Metaphor: Seeking Closure

Inspiration comes from anyplace.

A new friend invited me to attend a bead show with her a month or so ago, and I went, mainly because I’d never been before. We wandered aisles and admired antique and vintage beads, carved beads, melted beads, beads from other countries, beads that were brightly colored, and those as dull as river pebbles.

Seeking Closure Snow Globe, Camryn Forrest Designs 2013

But as we wandered, I found myself clutching new little bags from this booth, and that one next, glittering little pockets of ideas that were taking shape. A shape or color would catch my eye, and I would buy just a handful, or a single bead, here and there.

One particular type of bead I’d never seen before. Tiny squares with a metallic finish, suggesting tarnish and rust and rich with patinas. Touches of raspberry and aqua and blue against bronze and pewter tones. So lovely, I wanted to rub handfuls together and hear sound they’d make.

I bought them of course, and when I got home, I wove the double-holed beads into a partial wall like tiny flat bricks, intentionally missing a piece here and there. The wall, just two inches tall, took on the look of rubble, or the last piece standing after some ominous disaster. But even missing pieces, even tattered and torn, the shapes and subtle color emanated beauty. The piece is a metaphor and a sculpture, not a true-to-life miniature scene.

The snow globe was completed with a rich and sooty dust, and a beaded detail on the wood base.

 

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Seeking Closure: one of a kind snow globe sculpture with metallic beads, liquid and iridescent dust.

The strange saga of the Warrior Rhino snow globe

It was a simple idea at the time. I wanted, I planned, to make a snow globe sculpture called “Invisible Carousel.” I sketched it out to perfection. Frollicking giraffes and unicorns, a pig and a buffalo, all parading in a whimsical circle.

A sweet little idea, with a variety of small metal animals, each perched atop an unseen clear support, at different heights, so when viewed inside the snow globe, it would appear to be a carousel with no mechanical support. The invisible carousel. Charming. Dripping with charm.

I collected the animals I needed and began to work.

Until the Rhino.

Oh, the Rhino! Barely the size of my thumbnail, he exuded a fierce personality, completely unsuited for the sweet endless ride of a carousel. “I want adventure!” he proclaimed. “I have battles yet to fight, and honor to defend.” He refused to sit politely on a carousel post, protesting that he was too old to be ridden by a child, no matter how imaginary. He seemed to cock his rhino horn in my direction, looking as threatening as his 19 or so millimeters would allow.

How does one deny the will of the angry Rhino? Using the tiniest tools, I crafted a tiny harness of leather straps and chains, and fitted the Rhino carefully. Next, I outfitted a grand airship for him, battle-worn, but complete with bazookas and other weaponry. I hung ammo belts and tiny knife sheaths off his harness, and put torpedoes at his disposal on each side.

Go forth and fight your battles, Warrior Rhino. The carousel can ride another day.

The Warrior Rhino flies at dawn.

Flight of the Warrior Rhino custom snow globe, Camryn Forrest Designs 2013

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Flight of the Warrior Rhino custom snow globe, Camryn Forrest Designs 2013

Flight of the Warrior Rhino custom snow globe, Camryn Forrest Designs 2013

Flight of the Warrior Rhino Snow Globe, Camryn Forrest DesignsAll images and designs are copyright (c) 2013 Camryn Forrest Designs, Denver, Colorado USA.