This is an image about a Steam-Powered Ocotopus attacking a Cruising Ship
18.th Wave Gothic Meeting (WGT) 2009, from May 29th. to June 1st. in Leipzig, Germany; Visitors
My first attempt at some steampunk apparatus. / The obligatory Steam Punk Goggles. / Since I joined this group I thought I better contribute. / / / /
I just had to when I saw StudioCreations innoventive gear for Abe Lincoln.
A steampunk pendant I made out of my great grandmother’s vintage watch.
Model, photography, make up, and editing : Me
I make no claim to a green thumb. My thumbs are typically far too covered in Neutral pH Adhesive, acrylic paint and glitter to ascertain what their actual color might be. Nonetheless, last summer I decided to take a stab at Planting Some Things, and among the things I planted were tomatoes. Or tomato, I should say, because after a summer of watering, pruning, and fretting over caterpillars, my scraggly little plant produced exactly one (1) admittedly fetching little tomato. In spite of myself, I was excited. I decided to let the little fella ripen for one more day before he met his destiny in a lovely caprese salad. Apparently, my Golden Retriever had other plans, and I tore out the door just in time to find her gobbling down my beautiful tomato, a big slobbery, tomato-y grin on her goofy face. / Heartbroken doesn’t begin to describe it. Never again, I vowed. It would be strictly farmer’s market produce for me. But of course I caved and planted another one this year, and a strawberry plant too. You can bet I situated them well out of the dog’s purview! And once again the plants produced only children, leaving me to estimate the cost of this tomato and strawberry at $60 and $25, respectively. Last week I wandered out to harvest my crops (Ha!) only to find them gone. Gone! Again! I drooped into my wicker chaise to sulk and spied something distinctly unusual out of the corner of my eye. / Clearly the grief was causing me to hallucinate, but it seemed to be…my tomato! It appeared to be hovering, upside down, about 3 feet off the ground, a small blossom and tiny propeller affixed to one side, and tethered underneath in a teacup I had left outside a week ago was this very fairy you see right here. Making use of a mushroom and a slice of buttered toast as ballast, she was clutching a fork in one hand. I could only guess it was as insurance against any would-be dire aeronautical disaster. / In a shy and barely audible voice, she explained that her name was Clover and that she was a Snack Fairy. The small rodent who accompanied her was Tidbit. Having pressed my precious tomato into service as an airship, she could now navigate the neighborhood in search of comestibles, which she was very keen to find as she was always famished. While she was chirping away I spotted my strawberry transporting a pair of diminutive kitties (Nosh and Nibble) in an espresso cup I was sure belonged to my neighbor. I sighed deeply because, really, who is going to argue with a fairy with a fork? She went on to say that because I was so very generous with my tomato (again, HA!), she was putting a special Snack Fairy spell on my garden to show her gratitude. I smiled weakly and went inside for a cold compress and possibly some Advil. Well, I have to say that Clover is a Snack Fairy true to her word, because the next day my tomato plant was positively sagging with fruit, as was my strawberry plant, and they are the tastiest produce I have found. Maybe she will bestow her magic on your garden as well. This original artwork and story are copyright Ramona Szczerba 2009. Copyright to this material is in no way transferable with the sale of this item. The buyer is not entitled to any reproduction rights – neither image nor story can be reproduced without my express written permission. Thanks!
This collage depicts the kitty fairies Nosh and Nibble in their Strawberry Balloon with cherry ballast. To read more about them, see “Snack Fairy”. This original artwork and story are copyright Ramona Szczerba 2009. Copyright to this material is in no way transferable with the sale of this item. The buyer is not entitled to any reproduction rights – neither image nor story can be reproduced without my express written permission. Thanks!
Locks, Keys and Clocks…. Its been a while since I’ve gotten to work on any of my own stuff, I hope you all like it :)
Acrylic on canvas paper /
Pietra had grown up hearing stories of her great-great-great-great-great grandfather Pascal, who had sailed the high seas as a plundering pirate in the days of yore, and had listened with rapt attention that transitioned into mounting skepticism as the years went by. The parts of her notorious ancestor’s biography that involved an enchanted pirate hat and a magical spyglass seemed particularly suspect, as you might imagine, and by the time Pietra was a teenager she’d chuckle softly when she thought back to her girlhood gullibility. It follows, then, that no one could have been more surprised than she to discover a distinctive if dusty topper in a creaky old crate in her great aunt’s basement. Rumpled and only a bit moldy, it seemed so delicate she barely dared touch it, but surely if a unicorn strolled into your backyard, you would at least venture out for a peek, would you not? That was the effect the appearance of the legendary hat had upon her and as she gently turned it over, she noticed faded vermillion script embroidered into the hatband, so ornate that it was barely legible: “Avast ye scoundrel, unhand me hat, lest you see what I sees and be when’s I’m at!” “Well, that’s peculiar”, thought Pietra “and the syntax is terrible!” Seeing a long leather case at the bottom of the trunk, she perched the hat on her head to free a hand to reach for it. When she lurched forward and felt the damp of salt air on her face, she knew she was no longer in her great aunt’s basement. Looking down, Pietra saw that her baggy jeans had somehow been replaced with a beautifully made if well-worn burgundy velvet gown, and, from her sudden inability to catch a decent breath, a quite tightly-laced corset. The old galleon creaked and rocked around her as she read the gilded inscription on what she knew would be the spyglass: “From the strange and arcane to the heartily risible, peer through this glass and all things be visible” “Well, honestly, how much worse could it really get?” Pietra muttered, and in looking through the ancient telescope she got her first glimpse of the flying mechanical seahorse with wings that you see here. / “Aye, my lassie, all these years I been a-waiting on ye! I see my little friend Prospero has found ye” boomed Pietra’s great-great-great-great-great grandfather, with a rugged and rum-scented chuckle. Well, it could have been the corset, but Pietra promptly fainted, and the old pirate managed to catch her, just in time, and upon waking, Pietra could never say for sure if any of it really happened at all. This original artwork and story are copyright Ramona Szczerba 2009. Copyright to this material is in no way transferable with the sale of this item. The buyer is not entitled to any reproduction rights – neither image nor story can be reproduced without my express written permission. Thanks!
Maybe you’ve read the “His Dark Materials” trilogy by Phillip Pullman, or just “The Golden Compass” – truly steampunk for the younger set! Here is my illustration of the formidable Lord Asriel with his daemon, the snow leopard Stellamaria. Lord Asriel holds his projecting device with which he will convince the Oxford Scholars of the existence of Dust. He is set against text from the novel. This original artwork is copyright Ramona Szczerba 2009. Copyright to this material is in no way transferable with the sale of this item. The buyer is not entitled to any reproduction rights – image cannot be reproduced without my express written permission. Thanks!
Okay… I feel kind of weird submitting rough sketches… Kinda feels like they aren’t the complete and final thing, but I guess that’s kind of the point. But hey, it’s still art, right? :) / Enjoy and please tell me what you like or don’t like about it, what I can improve on or what looks good. Thanks! :)
Another rough sketch. / Constructive crit. please? :)
18.th Wave Gothic Meeting (WGT) 2009, from May 29th. to June 1st. in Leipzig, Germany; Visitors
Steampunk is a subgenre of fantasy and speculative fiction which came into prominence in the 1980s and early 1990s. The term denotes works set in an era or world where steam power is still widely used--usually the 19th century, and often set in Victorian era England—but with prominent elements of either science fiction or fantasy, such as fictional technological inventions like those found in the works of H.G. Wells and Jules Verne, or real technological developments like the computer occurring at an earlier date.
Other examples of Steampunk contain alternate history-style presentations of “the path not taken” of such technology as dirigibles or analog computers; these frequently are presented in an idealized light, or a presumption of functionality.
Steampunk is often associated with cyberpunk and shares a similar fanbase and theme of rebellion, but developed as a separate movement (though both have considerable influence on each other). Apart from time period and level of technological development, the main difference between cyberpunk and Steampunk is that Steampunk settings usually tend to be less obviously dystopian than cyberpunk, or lack dystopian elements entirely.
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