The World Should be Stranger

I just found this piece by Elizabeth Mcgrath who i mentioned earlier

Navy Green

These are preliminary photos of my latest project, not really offical documentation.

Tubes One Through Four are Flooded, 3, 2, 1, Gullpedos Away!

These are photos from My B.F.A. thesis Piece from May 2007, I decided to put them up for anyone who hasn't seen them, and so i have a place online to store them, and well because, I'm still really proud of the piece.

for the Nautically Challenged, it's a World War 2 Submarine Rigged with sails.





Gullpedo: Half seagull, Half Torpedo


The whole premise is based on layers of symbolism to the point of obfuscation. The original subtexts and meanings are lost and reordered, it's like trying to write a sentence where the words are what the pieces of the whole symbolize and not what they are. Althougth, ultimately I think I just wanted to make something that was a happy mutant of the ideas in my head.

It's a Bird, It's a Plane, It's a Super-Battleship

So the series is Long since over but i find the images pretty interesting. And theres alot of underlying subtext to the show.

These are from a 80's era anime known as Space-Battleship Yamato. The story is something about invading aliens wiping out most of earth's population or some such. When all hope seems lost, another alien race sympathetic to our cause transmits the plans for a futuristic power generator and interstellar engines. But time is running out and with so much already destroyed theres no suitable hull to place these in, let alone build from scratch. Some how the decision is made to raise the wreck of the battleship Yamato Sunk during World War 2 by intense aerial bombing. the ship is presumably fixed up and made somehow space worthy, they escape and space hijinks ensue as they explore and continue to battle the bad aliens.

Naval Gazing

I broke open, seperated, and sorted over 1200 WW2 Warships, planes, and submarines, none of which was longer than 7 inches.

and then i had to do the same with an equal number of corresponding cards.

All by myself, excepting a couple hundred cards right at the end.

but, to be clear i'm not complaining, it just seems like an odd way to spend a Monday.

Tiny but obsessive compulsive

So i learned an interesting fact about one of the games i play today. Its just a simple WW2 historical naval game w/ little pre-painted ships. kind of dumb but a fun way to kill time.

somebody with more time and inclination than i (and if i have learned anything it is that there are always such individuals on the Internet no matter the subject) compiled a list of actual measurements of the ships in the game and compared them to the lengths of the pieces.

Lo and behold every single ship with only 3 exceptions out of 120 is an accurate 1:1800 scale within a 2% margin of error.

This is amazing to me, this is a game which i thought paid only lip service to any actual accuracy, e.g. big ships bigger, small ships smaller, furthermore this astounding accuracy is utterly superfluous. (and not in the sense that any board game in all reality is more or less superfluous, haha) The game itself uses squares on the board and only two ships no matter how big or small can fit in a square, distance is only ever measured by squares.

maybe this doesn't interest anyone else as much as me, but i just feel better knowing that someone out there, or more likely a team of someones spent countless hours making something to an exact specification for the sake of there own amusement, and never proclaiming this feat of microengineering anywhere at all.

Blogging against the machine! ...with a machine powered by machines built by machines, and only ever visable through machines!

For want of sharing some of the things ifind interesting in life with others (whether they want it or not) i give you: The Pneumatic Toaster.



A place to hide the things i find, mutter uselessly in an homage to the crotchety old man i look forward to becoming, occasionally post art (mine and others), stay in touch with those that can't, and lastly just to jump on the proverbial blogwagon.



i hear the phrase humble beginings thrown around as a positive an awful lot so i'm going to begin with proof that no matter how good i was or am there will always be someone out there doing it better...



and they probably live in France: