Wings
Movement and interactive relationship with the body has been the most important element throughout my body of work. However through these works, I also started to explore the mechanical structure as a form. Mechanical structure becomes the most enjoyable form to me as it becomes complex yet remains simple and coherent. The contrast between metal structural form and natural feather, together with the repetitive and whimsical movements of fragile wings, provokes the imagination and evolves the intimate relationship between work and viewer/wearer. Although the recent series, segmented wings have been focused on the formal challenge to engineer an intricate movement that simulates bird wings, these works are intended to be a series of poems in which I develope my own formal language, interpret the nature of wings, create various structural forms with movements, and share the metaphor, imagination, humor, with viewer/wearer.
All of my thesis work together.
Individuals here with their stories included:
1. Nebula
2. Star Birth
5. Supernova
6. Pulsar
Yoshitaka Amano meets David Bowie
Wow, can’t believe I never heard of this. According to this interview (click), the artwork (of which there is a good deal more) also features Iman and most of the clothing is designed by Dior. Neil Gaiman later wrote a short story based on the art.
Amano + Bowie + Iman + Dior + Gaiman. Collaboration is a beautiful thing.
WELL DANG I’LL BE.
If Disney Princesses Were Jedi Knights
Ariel dual-wields a pair of blue lightsabers under the sea, Rapunzel rocks short hair with an exceptionally long Padawan braid, and Snow White makes one hell of a bad-ass Sith in these illustrations by Ralph Sevelius.
I need this.
Inside the covers of Barnes & Noble leatherbound classics
{ Brontë, Dickens, Twain, Shakespeare }
EVERYONE IS SO TOLKIEN LATELY I LOVE IT i wanted to draw my own, less human-looking take on lotr elves, so this is galadriel, arwen and legolas
their facial markings are are just makeup, i figured elves should be all into face painting and shit
sooo happy you uploaded this to tumblr
A hypothetical story about a girl who rides a fixed-gear bike, who gets mixed up with a giant robot. I was thinking about what it would be like to see something monumental from a far distance in the dark, the line between a hallucination and objects obscured by atmospheric perspective. I am a big fan of The Iron Giant and FLCL, and “bike porn”—sexy pictures of sweet custom bikes, sexy girl optional.
