Twisted....

…. A while back, ole Oom Keesie posted a few interesting pictures of “metal people” that he’d found out on the net…. whimsical things, they were still quite good… so in his comments I mentioned that I once made myself a big copper lizard during a fit of insufferable boredom that I was experiencing a few years back….. you know, as you do….

… well, as the internet is one crazy-assed place, Mr. Keesie asked (of course) to be blessed with a photo of my amazing lizard….. and honestly, who am I to deny that poor African a chance to gaze lovingly at my big copper lizard?.... hell, as far as I know, it is a one-of-a-kind…. an original piece of artistic sculpture’in that I created with my own two little hands, a chisel, a hammer, a drill, a pocket knife, an anvil, and a pair of pliers…….

… anyway, my lizard is composed of seven pieces of copper….. either wound wire, single-strand wire, or cut piping that had been flattened and shaped……

….. one piece of heavy-gauge wire that I twisted and bent to create the main skeleton/structure… two more pieces of single-strand wire which wound across the head (creating the tongue) and down the neck and front legs to be bent into the front two “feet”…… and two more pieces twisting around the belly…. and down the back legs to create the back “feet”….. the “head” is an old piece of copper piping that I clipped with a chisel and then beat-to-shape on an anvil…. And the final piece of copper is some fine wire that I used to “sew” the head-plate onto the circular loop of the “skeleton”….

… it turned out pretty well, if I do say so myself…. especially when you consider that the whole design was thought up by me and my Father late one evening while I was drinking gin and he was zoned out on Duragesic patches…..

….. and the added bonus is that the whole thing is completely bendable… you can twist that badboy into just about any pose you would ever desire for a big, tarnished copper lizard to be in….. but right now?.... he’s hanging on the wall near the pool table with his scrawny neck craned around as if he’s watching the game….. check it out, here he is…..

.... my lizard.....

… sure, sure, the lighting isn’t all that great…. and the angles are a bit funky…. But that’s him….. my one and only “sculpture”….. a copper dinosaur-lizardy type thing….. and in my defense, hey, I made this little guy before I ever started a blog…. I mean, it’s not like I wanted anyone to ever actually SEE my work…

... oh, and the music in the background?.... Paul Lamb & The Kingsnakes covering "Madison Blues".... just in case y'all were wondering.......

.... mercy, folks... there must be something in the water... Brother Elisson is talking about reptiles too.....

by Eric on March 28, 2007 | Bullshit (7) | TrackBack (0) | Blogging
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He's very cute....just like his creator!

Bullshitted by Chickie on March 28, 2007 09:16 AM

Verrry nice.
He must feel very proud to carry that USMC plague on his back.

And jes the internet is a crazy place.

Bullshitted by Keeskennis on March 28, 2007 09:26 AM

I never ever thought I click a link to see your lizard, Eric. Really. Never in a million years... The interweb is indeed a strange place.

And my lizard hangs in the kitchen, btw. ;-)

Bullshitted by Richmond on March 28, 2007 02:31 PM

He's gorgeous. I've always wanted to make a sculpture. Maybe this will inspire me.

Bullshitted by Libby on March 28, 2007 04:47 PM

I swear its eyes were following you which ever way you turned!

Bullshitted by Maeve on March 29, 2007 12:40 AM

I want that trench knife that's hanging to the left of it!

Bullshitted by Mark on March 29, 2007 06:44 AM

Every once in awhile, there's a hiccup in cyberspace and you land in a blog that you had no intention on visiting. Most times you read that entry and move on. Sometimes you find yourself drawn in, and the next thing you know, that blog is in your favorites and becomes a part of your daily life. Not unlike TiVo in the sense that you can always catch up on what you've missed. Most of the time a blogger knows and interacts with his readers. Sometimes there is the silent observer...the lucid blurker that knows alot about you, yet you are blisfully unaware of them.

Bullshitted by Rayyven on March 29, 2007 08:29 AM