Dreams By Machine
Repurposed and Functional Art
Dreams By Machine
Re-purposed and Functional Art
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Arrangements
Posted on January 13th, 2012 No commentsAnd now, the stories begin.
Settling themselves into the ship and readying themselves for the journey? Dull and full of petty squabbles. Suffice it to say that all of the travelers are tired of one another by the time they’ve picked their berths, and no one wants to share a space with the Scholar OR the Princess.
The Dark Lady has many offers to share her bunk. She remains uninterested in personal contact beyond her food requirements. Food, in fact, makes up the bulk of her luggage. Frozen vials and bladders of blood are carefully stored in the coolest parts of the ship. She keeps no small creatures to feed upon, preferring the fresh taste of fear in new victims.
After all, if you can’t hunt for it, what good is it? You may as well dine off bloodsicles.
The Pirate Queen understands the fascination her fellow travelers have for the Dark Lady. She shares it. Since she has no wish to lose her fellows for the Dark Lady’s snacking purposes, she finds her a cozy and separate bunk without portholes. There may well be losses along the journey, but she’d prefer that they happen later.
The Dark Lady faces down the Ringmaster
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The Language of Selling Dreams
Posted on December 29th, 2011 No commentsAccording to all I’ve read, I’m a terrible salesperson.
I can get people interested in and excited about my work, but when it comes down to it? I know that you don’t really NEED what I have to offer.
Of course you don’t need it. You can live, breathe and eat without my masks, my clothing, my designs.
But your inner child WANTS them.
You want them because you always wanted to be a superhero or a supervillain. (I wanted to be a supervillain, since they had the very best stuff.) You wanted to be an adventurer, a stylish rake, a fairytale, an image out of a dream.
We are trained to want what other people have, to fit in, to become part of the tribe and to not stand out. But our dreams know better.
So, yes. You may not need a mask in order to survive. But you secretly want one. Period. I see you looking at them in the craft fair, the artisan bazaar, the nightclub gallery- and I see you looking away. Maybe you’re embarrassed to be interested in a leather mask in front of your kids, your friends or your co-workers. Maybe the pieces seem too showy and extravagant, and you just aren’t sure where you’d use them.
We all want to stand out. Our dreams aren’t about blending in with the crowd.
And I will not judge you. I only ask that you try on a little bit of your own inner magic. And just in case you actually like it?
Yes, they’re washable.
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The Quest begins
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The Lost Princess, fellow traveler
Posted on December 16th, 2011 No commentsThe Princess was the daughter of a ruling family of a lost realm. She moved with majesty and grace, and despite her regal manner was highly trained in the deadly arts. Her royal attire usually concealed a surprising amount of weaponry. While she once ruled armies of soldiers, she was perfectly capable of taking charge of her own battles. The Princess burned to find and rebuild her kingdom, and the Pirate Queen’s quest might prove to be a useful way to further her interests. The Pirate Queen did not fully trust her, but the Princess’ story was too compelling. Somehow, they would find a way to work together.
The Princess and the Pirate Queen
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