Veggie corks

Last year I spent a week up at UALR's research cabin on the Buffalo River with my lab mate and good friend Dr. Robin Verble. She often commented on the row of glass bottles with vegetable-themed corks that stood perched upon the fridge; it usually entailed a desire to steal them. Thus, when she got married several months later I decided to give her the next best thing: home made reproductions.

They were a ton of fun to make although I don't think I got all of the vegetables right. There was an eggplant instead of the asparagus, and some other thing in place of the corncob. One particular thing I loved was how the best way to make most of these was to combine small sculpted components rather than molding the whole vegetable from a solid piece of clay; I felt it really spoke to the composite nature of plants.

Each of these goes with a square glass bottle about 2 inches tall.

Pelican beach (the one in my head)

This is an image salvaged from the chaff of fading dreams; that point when you're about to wake up and the oneiric weirdness comes flying thick and fast. I was standing on a beach watching this pelican serve bill-pouch-soup to a line of chameleons who changed their levels of transparency rather than their hue:

I have yet to be able to capture the method of transportation by which I arrived at this scene: inside the 6-seater rib cage of a 12-foot skeletal horse. It's a lot harder to draw.

Music Monday - Take IX

Saloon Music:


The first section is just riffing on a G-minor 12 bar blues. In the later half I was going for more of a ragtime feel, using some chord progressions from "Simon Smith and the Amazing Dancing Bear." The first time I played these in front of anybody my uncle said that I belonged in a saloon, so that kinda stuck. Play this track whenever you feel the urge to smash a sugar-glass bottle or a balsa wood chair over someone's head.