Mecha sketch #00001

Media: black indian ink, white ink.

Pumpkin Head

Pumpkin Head by Aileen Fisher

We bought a pumpkin big and round
that lived the summer through
without an eye to look at things...
and now it looks through two.

It used to be all dark inside
when growing on the vine,
but now it has a toothy smile
and face that's full of shine.


... Oh, huh, am I late? No Hallowe'en today? Ha, folks, we have Hallowe'en here whenever we want :)
Ok, joking apart. Actually the reason is that I've just finished the piece that was getting dusty on my table for several months.
Probably I'll show it once again when the time comes.


Media: watercolors, watercolor pencils, black indian ink, white ink.

Some robots' heads

Belated post

Well... actually intended to finish this to Christmas 2012, but unfortunately circumstances were against me. Nonetheless better late than never, eh? So, best wishes for this year to all, folks!
Oh, by the way, we had another Annual Robo Yukigassen here. Unfortunately this time IATeam lost... sad. Reports will follow.

Pan-zee's exoskeleton

 

Although initially designed and built as a simple sorting machine for work in library this bulk of rusting metal later evolved into highly multifunctional system mostly modified by Pan-zee himself to become his personal exoskeleton.

Nolland Waste bot scout

The Time Machine

The thing the Time Traveler held in his hand was a glittering metallic framework, scarcely larger than a small clock, and very delicately made. There was ivory in it, and some transparent crystalline substance.
… he [the Time Traveler] said: “Now I want you clearly to understand that this lever, being pressed over, sends the machine gliding into the future, and this other reverses the motion. This saddle represents the seat of a time traveler. Presently I am going to press the lever, and off the machine will go. It will vanish, pass into future time, and disappear…”
… and how there in the laboratory we beheld a larger edition of the little mechanism which we had seen vanish from before our eyes. Parts were of nickel, parts of ivory, parts had certainly been filed or sawn out of rock crystal. The thing was generally complete, but the twisted crystalline bars lay unfinished upon the bench beside some sheets of drawings, and I took one up for a better look at it. Quartz it seemed to be.

H. G. Wells, “The Time Machine”, chapter “I. The Inventor”, 1895