A ‘Steampunked R2” / This helps makes sense of the twittering and whistling. Redbubble checked this design for any possible copyright infringment. / Redbubble gave this design the all clear and deemed it fine to upload and use. This is an original idea and piece of artwork. It clearly is a parody. It is also clear that it does not set out to or claim to be official merchandise in any way. ALSO CHECK OUT MY OTHER T-SHIRTS / CHECK OUT MY OTHER T-SHIRTS / CHECK OUT MY OTHER T-SHIRTS / CHECK OUT MY OTHER T-SHIRTS
As worn by the enigmatic EB I could have called this who farted ? but that would just be silly.
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Inspired by the Steam Punk Group. Featured on the Main Page (yay me) 5/14/08
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I live in Lancashire. My town was built in the mid 19th century for the workers of a cotton mill – some of the machinery being steam powered. The Victorian era and Industry are engrained in my heart and in my personality and Steampunk is just a wonderful embodiment of my heritage Texture credits: / http://erosunknown-stock.deviantart.com/art/Black-and-Cream-Paisley-75595472 / http://kseniasara.deviantart.com/art/Sections-Stock-8-80864223 / http://abigelstock.deviantart.com/art/Paper012-80820024 / http://bean-stock.deviantart.com/art/Grainy-1-74550081 / http://dazzle-textures.deviantart.com/art/Destructive-News-67941303 / http://stockgrapher.deviantart.com/art/012-68424243
We set off in the dirigible, all stacks hissing steam, the great beating heart of our inspiration carrying us ever onwards. Doctor Catherine Desailes promised us a fine view of sunrise over the eastward side… For everyone who holds the aesthetics and grace of the steampunk genre close to their heart. Featured: Wednesday, 23rd of July on the Featured Page.
©2007-2008 Aimee Stewart, Foxfires – please see my CC Terms of Use before considering using this image for any personal or commercial use http://foxfires.deviantart.com/journal/15905899/ / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / [UPDATE! 12.21.08 Issue #51 of Advanced Photoshop Magazine is now on sale – which features this image in a tutorial that I wrote for the magazine! ] All credits listed here, click to view
The first in what may become a series of cartoon Victorian Steampunk inventors.
Many people believe that Peregrine Squadron were nothing more than a trumped up aerial display team, contributing little to the defense of the country. And this view is supported by their lack of appearance in any military historical accounts. But Peregrine Squadron had a long and unmatched covert mission record. A record that only the Prime Minister and a few select individuals from the secret service had any knowledge of. The image shows among others; a rifleman, a grenadier and a bio-weapons expert.
Even as a small girl, Lucinda’s passion for millinery was immediately apparent. As a small tot, the lovely, quiet little girl put absolutely everything on her head and wore it about. Buckets, bowls, wastepaper baskets, lampshades – even pancakes were not safe from her deep need for headwear. Usually a rather solemn child, nothing brightened little Lucinda’s countenance like an unlikely object balanced precariously on her tiny head. As she grew, her efforts became more elaborate and she constructed origamically engineered masterpieces out of the New York Times and fanciful confections out of bits of lace, satin and felt. Her obsession with millinery was equaled only by her affection for all things aquatic, an affinity that became glaringly apparent when she perpetrated a swift kick in the shin against a distant but wealthy relative as he tucked in to an outsized lobster tail. Such all-consuming passions coupled with introversion can prove socially problematic even for strikingly attractive young ladies, but Lucinda seemed to bear it no mind. She simply tucked her sketchbook under her arm and decamped for the aquarium, where she whiled away endless hours designing headwear by the watery blue glow of the undersea exhibit. It was there that she happened to make the acquaintance of the dashing, handsome and equally odd Captain Lucien Octavio (see “Adventures of Capt. Octavio”). He wasn’t a captain yet, of course, but how could he help but be utterly smitten by a lovely young lady with a small coral reef artfully stitched to her cloche? He called for Lucinda as soon as he got his first ship, the Marinus Profundis, and they were wed on Octavio’s famous deep sea expedition to the Marianas Trench. The newlyweds each gained additional companionship on that trip, and Lucinda named hers Olive. Lucinda immediately set to work creating hats that would allow the Octavios’ cephalopodic companions to accompany them anywhere, and what magnificent chapeaux they were! Elaborate gauges and pumps ensured Olive’s moist comfort, and the octopus proved quite indispensable as a hat-making assistant. 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!
Have you ever wondered where those spare minutes, hours, and days trotted off to? Why there are black wings? What on earth that ticking noise is…? The Thief of Time has been pecking around, extruding himself into your dimension, and stealing the odd moment. This is an image of a raven, sketched initially with pencil and pen and ink, then heavily digitally edited.
If there is one thing you would think that a fairy would not be in need of, it would be a flying machine. They have wings, for Pete’s sake, and really, when you think about it, nowhere to go. That was the general gist of the sniping about Floribunda Chanterelle’s invention amongst the fairy circles. Truly talented, Floribunda had managed to transform a humble outsized fungus into a marvel of mechanical engineering. Levers and pulleys, gears and propellers, steam gauges and intake vents, Floribunda’s creation would alight with a gentle poof and then putter aloft, swaying gracefully in the breeze and coming to earth on a droll landing wheel, or skittering along the surface of marsh or pond, a tiny propeller buzzing behind. Terrified toads aside, it was a truly stylish mode of transport, and a necessary one as well, because, sadly, Floribunda Chanterelle was an uncommonly clumsy fairy. A secret shared only with her snail companion, Enoki, Floribunda’s attempts at flight had wrapped her around cattails, sent her careening into tree trunks and once, landed her headfirst in a gopher hole. Oh, the humiliation! And in her attempts to land, she fared no better, skinning her knees, crumpling her wings and skidding most immodestly into the vilest of bogs. To Enoki’s credit, he never so much as giggled, but spent several hours rushing to her rescue. After patching her tights, straightening her wings and shaking out her hair, Floribunda donned her hat and goggles, snatched a tail feather from a snickering finch and set to work on the very creation you see before you. Finding herself with a few extra gauges, she fashioned a few steam powered butterflies to accompany her on her flights, and she and Enoki set forth exploring parts of the countryside heretofore unseen and uncharted by self-powered fairies. So if you are gardening one day, or perchance walking in the woods and see a large mushroom buzzing along a few feet above the ground, it is not your imagination; it is Floribunda, the clumsy fairy, out for a jaunt. You may want to duck, just in case… 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!
If you have not had the opportunity to spend any time several leagues under the ocean lately, you may not have realized just how stylish undersea travel has become. Witness Emma in her clever Nautilus shell craft, gently conveyed along the currents of the briny deep by her pet miniature whale, Fathom. With a her parasol to protect her from falling krill and a sonar horn in the event of traffic jam, Emma loves cruising the colorful coral reefs and continental shelves on Sunday afternoon. With plenty of room below for hitchhikers and stowaways and a turbo propeller for passing power, the Nautilus is the seacraft of choice for the hip underwater set, to be sure! Great as a companion piece to Marcella and her Conch Carriage. 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!
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L’apothicaire (series) No.4 – ‘Curious and Curiouser!’ / Copyright August 2008 Concept/Art direction, Styling, Photography, retouching: Me MUA: Lily – Beauty Contour / Model: Natacha Bruder http://www.modelmayhem.com/Natacha / Garment designer: Vallina Clothing http://www.myspace.com/vallina_vane
In a very large family, fading into the wallpaper is a real possibility, especially if one hovers somewhere in the middle of the sibling line-up. And in a family of 12? You’re lucky if anyone remembers your name. Obscurity was never even a remote possibility for Sarah McFinnegan, however. Her birth order (6th) was the first and last ordinary thing about her. As a small child, her first utterance was a complete sentence – in German, no less, that she had apparently picked up from the groundskeeper. That was actually less remarkable than one might think given that she was often found crawling around in the rich, fragrant dirt of the azalea beds, carefully examining all the creatures she found there. While her siblings dreamed of dolls, games, sporting equipment and sweets, Sarah’s desires were a bit more cryptic: “I’d like a protractor, a slide rule and a really good crescent wrench, please.” The same circumstances which could have relegated Sarah to obscurity, in actuality, helped preserve her vivid uniqueness – ironing out the individual personality peculiarities of a brood as large as the McFinnegan’s was a luxury her parents could ill-afford. So if Sarah favored sleeping in the carriage house, or standing up to do that which most little girls sit down to accomplish (“Rethink the tights” was her father’s only remark), or somehow nurturing a garden snail to heretofore unseen proportions, who had the time or inclination to intervene? At least that’s one explanation of how Sarah’s peculiar hobbies went relatively unnoticed for so long. Besides, nothing could prepare most families for looking out the window during Sunday dinner only to see one of their own motoring down the street astride a steam-powered 130 pound garden snail with wheels. “Mein Gott!” shouted the groundskeeper “So that’s what’s become of all my cabbages!” Sarah is shown here riding her wheeled gastropod, Sprocket, who has been thoughtfully fitted with his own goggles. She is wearing mechanized moth wings of her own invention, as well as a Retractable Umbrella Hat. Another companion, a mechanized dragonfly, darts about nearby. / This original artwork and story are copyright Ramona Szczerba 2008. 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!
Being the wife of the famous Admiral Percival Morgan had the obvious advantages of wealth and station. But that level of fame always comes with a price and Mrs Morgan became a far too tempting target for the many cutpurses and street robbers roaming London’s streets. As a result of all the many, many kidnap and theft attempts on Mrs Morgan her particular Tommy Trooper model saw more combat than even some models on the front lines.
The second in what will at least be a short series of Victorian Steampunk cartoon inventors.
So there you are, deep under the waves, enjoying a couple of mimosas with your Sunday brunch, and along comes a naked lady driving a giant conch shell drawn by a seahorse. Well, it’s enough to put you off your cocktails for a time, isn’t it? Fear not (and drink up!), it’s just Marcella and her fabulous Conch Carriage out for a drive! And though she tends to dress down on Sundays, you’ll never catch Marcella without her nautilus hat. It’s been rumored that if you offer to buy her a drink, she’ll race a school of groupers for your amusement – quite inexpensive as entertainment goes. Perfect as a companion piece to Emma the Nautilus-naut. 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!
Born into one of New Orleans’ oldest and most venerable families, Eugenia Planchette was no ordinary Southern belle. No matter how many governesses informed her that methodically dissecting crawdaddies and baby alligators was NOT ladylike behavior, little Eugenia would not be deterred. Despite her indelicate hobbies, Eugenia grew up to be an uncommonly fetching young lady, so if she was a trifle vain, who could blame her? She was certainly at no loss for suitors when she took up her studies at Tulane (medical school, of course), and her grades seemed impervious to her habit of dancing the nights away in the French Quarters’ most notorious nightclubs. Perhaps it was at one of these that she inadvertently insulted a voodoo priestess or just irked one of her more chemistry-minded classmates, but someone spiked her absinthe with something that caused an inexorable descent into madness. As far as the good doctors could tell, she became convinced that the best way to preserve her youthful appearance would be to remove her face and keep it in the icebox, only to be used when she really “needed” it, and apparently that is exactly what she did. Although the results would have made her a useful instructable for an anatomy class and certainly a pertinent case study in psychiatry, her surgical adventure, needless to say, ended her medical career. What Eugenia lacked in practicality she made up for in execution, however, and in truth the Face (as it came to be called) held up quite well. Eugenia and her removable face are pictured here in her parlor while her astonished cat, Poutine, looks on. This original artwork and story are copyright Ramona Szczerba 2008. 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!
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