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My wife makes puppets. These 3 puppets are on their way to Belise (but not in the dory!) with a group from Christ Church Cathedral www.christchurchcathedral.com/ who are going on a mission trip to Belise.
You can also see a variation on this picture here.
one of my first puppets (7 years ago), designed for a puppet show that didn't come to life (yet) after the novel "Moscow-Petushky" by Venedict Yerofeyev. this one is an unfinnieshed puppet of a drunken angry woman with a moustache and a brown barret. the eyes are closing&opening, the mouth is opening, the legs have a walking mechanism and the hair is hudden in the hat untill the alcohol causes mass hallucination and then it springs up and reveels snake heads on the hair tips- like a meduza-gorgona
For my photography mock. my sister is the model. she really was not happy about tying her up in the garden, but i got some amazing shots
This two sided pendant use different bits of watercolor clay and strips of scrap clay...lots of fun! The upper picture can look like a desert scene or a threatening monster if you turn it upside down!
Hippo traveled light and left Grumpie Duckie at home. But they can still play together in the form of a finger puppet show.
Posable puppet theater marionette doll by Chydiki. You can find me on Etsy www.etsy.com/shop/Chydiki
Puppets to make, from Paper Arts and Crafts for Teachers and Group Leaders, by the Dennison Crepe Paper company, now sadly defunct. Page 1 of 2.
the czech obsession with puppetry fascinates me. it's like an exercise in irony -- having been hapless puppets of the germans and russians, the only viable retaliation is art.
I have no idea who these two girls were or where they came from but I loved this. The puppets were playing along to I Could Be Happy by Altered Images, which I was particularly impressed with since their puppetmasters (mistresses?) clearly hadn't even been born in the 1980s. Cheapside Street Fayre, Celebrate the City, in the Square Mile of the City of London. June 2012
Edit: It's The Little Theatre Of Dolls (Frida Alvinzi and Raisa Veikkola). They're not just puppeteers, they also build the puppets and write the plays. And they were born in the 1980s after all, but still aren't old enough to remember Altered Images. (Thanks Abaraphobia for identifying them.)
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Minolta XE-1; MC W.ROKKOR 28mm f/1:2; Agfa APX100@400ISO
1h semi-stand dev. Adox Adonal 1:100, adofix
Explored Jan 9, 2008 #237
Puppet Master
Someone pulls the strings, We are but puppets created for a play,
Made to dance or walk or fall, For the puppet masters whim,
Who writes my lines? Choosing the characters that I play?
Can it be I have a choice, To cut the strings and walk away?
It it then I'll know the secret? Understand who controls the fates?
That I will be taken from this stage, and saved for another play?
Will I ever know the answer, to make the knowledge my joy?
Or am I paying for an indiscretion, a failure from another scene?
Do we keep repeating and rehersing our lines, Until we get it right?
And for every error that mankind makes, does the puppetmaster start anew?
The treadmill that we walk, Monuments which we sometimes pass
Several times in rememberance, De ja vous of a tomorrow that we've already played.
This water puppet theater performance lasted approximately 45 minutes. I am used to Regal Cinemas in Portland, Oregon where these huge warnings are given. "Turn off your cell phones. No recording under penalty of both hands being removed from your body…" or something like that. Hanoi, no warnings, no rules. Cameras, videos, cell phones, iPads, samsung tablets--all allowed. So this is my contribution to the fray. Live performers/musicians on the left side. Puppeteers behind the curtain manipulating everything in the water. Next to me, two young kids, both with ADHD, bouncing off the seats. Attention spans of about 30 seconds. Three seats for two adults and two kids. The father finally got up and moved to a different row leaving the mom with two hyperactive kids and me. great performance anyway.