Mr. Daisy Cupcakes, my first puppet Posted by MothwingPierrot on Jul 19, 2010
This is Mr. Daisy Cupcakes. He is made mostly of polymer clay. The cupcakes are of paper, fabric, and expansion foam. The mouse on a bicycle is an antique ivory mouse. I stole his hair from a doll. He is my first puppet, and first marionette. He is far from perfect: his joints are not very well-made, and thus his movements coarse and difficult to control. Still, I find him rather fond of him despite his flaws.
Some images: My apologies for the size. I have not yet learned how to re-size images.
In progress...
Completed: This is not a very good picture, and I do not have a camera currently. However, as soon as I obtain one, I will take a close-up of the completed Mr. Daisy Cupcakes.
This is the story I made up for Mr. Daisy Cupcakes:
Thee Story of Mr. Daisy Cupcakes
Once upon a time there was a very old little clown that worked in a circus. This clown knew that he was going to die soon, because he was so old, so in preparation for the inevitable he built himself a funeral pyre. This was no ordinary pyre, however. It was made as a portrait to look like the clown in life, and it was fashioned entirely of sweet food: raw cake and candy dough, cookies, cupcakes....the only part of the pyre that was not edible was the heart that lay within the candy-cane ribcage. This heart was a crematorium oven. The clown intended that, after death, his companions would place him into the heart-oven, and cremate him. The heat from this cremation would bake the rest of the pyre, so that it became an edible feast for all. However, after the clown died, no one cared enough to follow out his wishes. Instead, the pyre was taken over my mice, who made their own mouse circus inside the pyre while simultaneously devouring the pyre in which they lived and worked.
Some images: My apologies for the size. I have not yet learned how to re-size images.
In progress...
Completed: This is not a very good picture, and I do not have a camera currently. However, as soon as I obtain one, I will take a close-up of the completed Mr. Daisy Cupcakes.
This is the story I made up for Mr. Daisy Cupcakes:
Thee Story of Mr. Daisy Cupcakes
Once upon a time there was a very old little clown that worked in a circus. This clown knew that he was going to die soon, because he was so old, so in preparation for the inevitable he built himself a funeral pyre. This was no ordinary pyre, however. It was made as a portrait to look like the clown in life, and it was fashioned entirely of sweet food: raw cake and candy dough, cookies, cupcakes....the only part of the pyre that was not edible was the heart that lay within the candy-cane ribcage. This heart was a crematorium oven. The clown intended that, after death, his companions would place him into the heart-oven, and cremate him. The heat from this cremation would bake the rest of the pyre, so that it became an edible feast for all. However, after the clown died, no one cared enough to follow out his wishes. Instead, the pyre was taken over my mice, who made their own mouse circus inside the pyre while simultaneously devouring the pyre in which they lived and worked.
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