maanantai 5. syyskuuta 2016

Captain's Frames 2.2

Earth Date 5.9.2016

Now we begin the new, illustrious year. It was kickstarted with business as usual.


It looks good here but the struggle was real, it was painted a horrid, faded pink before a give it a proper paint job. It needed to look regal.



You can never go wrong by applying gold and a nice shine to the frame. Whoever says otherwise is dead inside and an enemy of the Galactic Empire. You are being watched.


A frame needs a picture, none was provided so one must be made. Looks good enough.


The passepartout was looking forlorn, sad and cold so I added a bit to it. The text came out well but the other bits I'm not that happy with. Oh well, I can always just swap the contents. It is a good looking frame though.



Shutting down interface.



Captain's Frames 2.1

Earth Date 5.9.2016

The ever efficient educational body on this planet has once again begun anew. Not much was accomplished by the ever vigilant, ever faithful Captain of the Galactic Imperial Fleet. The entertainment value of the so called "videogames" utterly devastated much of my recreational time. As well as a large portion of my sleep cycle.

Let us begin by the swan song of my last work last year.


Only the most massive, extravagant frame was adequate to the marvelous splendour that is this mask. The fear that the frame chosen was too heavy was quickly brushed aside as a feverish fury took over. I had to give the exquisite mask a proper abode.


The plaster made of glue and chalk powder was applied to the corners, the way the cut edges clashed with each other was appalling. The red cloth was partly attached to the plywood cradle and filled with cotton to give the mask a proper resting place. When the plaster had been carved to my very specific desires, I painted the cold white over with a warmer color as it will give the gold more warmth later on.



The outer sides of the plywood box were a barren wasteland until they were blessed with the gentle touch of delicate, sensual brush. It needed more however. It always needed more. Cloth strips bathed in glue, arranged and left to dry appeared promising but only time would tell. They were dried with the same color as the plaster.


The gold looked marvelous. Absolutely brilliant. Quite.


Oh yeah, baby.


Layers of lacquer were applied to give the gold more resilience and a proper properties.


Marvelous. Now, I had completely forgotten to add the finished picture of a previous work. I'm terribly sorry. Honest.




Shutting down interface.


keskiviikko 25. toukokuuta 2016

Captain's Frames 1.12

Earth Date 25.5.16

Another Herculean task accomplished! I've begun reading local mythology, quite entertaining I must admit. Although their more modern attempts at writing I find lacking. For the most part. I bought what I believe to be war memorabilia from the "internet" and finding no other use for it I had to frame them. I still have more than I could ever possibly need. Maybe the rest will find a home in a "museum".



The battlefield begins to take form.



The backboard was cardboard at first but the paper mache didn't dry, at all. So out with the cardboard and in with the shiny, spiffy, sexual backboard made of same kind of wood mesh... I dunno.




War, war is hell.


Oh the inhumanity!




These battle close-ups are so intense.









Still looks kinda boring though...


Boom! Colour!










I realized I have no photos of the finished piece. Guess I'll have to right on that!
It's massive by the way, 120cm wide. Giggity.

Shutting down interface

keskiviikko 13. huhtikuuta 2016

Captain's Frames 1.11

Earth Date 13.4.16

This one is special since the print is of my own make. Plus, it's a being sold immediately, awesome.


Like with all fabric works, gotta attach it to a board with pins and then sow it on firmly so it doesn't move around and looks all proper and stuff.



It took less then an hour. Looking all prim and proper.


I went and made it a frame that had class because, well, it's a classy print.




Not much else to say about this one, except daddy's proud, so proud.

Shutting down interface.