Pictures from life and imagination

E is for Eensy-Weensy bot

eensyweensybot

The Eensy-Weensy bot went up the water spout, down came the rain and washed the bot out…and that is exactly what the function of the Eensy-Weensy bot is. With its tiny size and razor-sharp blade, it can fit into any pipe or spout and clear out your most stubborn organic clog. The patented flywheel chopping blade on top of its head can be programmed to pulverize any dense blockage in seconds, from leaves to limestone. The Eensy-Weesy bot is so efficient, pipes that haven’t been clear in years will be clean as a whistle in no time. Come on now, Eensy-Weensy bot, there’s a problem in the bathroom…then Grandma is next!

Disclaimer: Eensy-Weensy bot, its inventor and manufacturer, will not be held liable for the mis-use of their product. Must be operated by persons 18 years or older. Do not operate while drowsy or under the influence of a substance that may effect your judgment.

Be sure to visit Alphabots! where you can see other robots ready to serve your needs.

D is for Dogbot

Dogbot

Sit boy…stay…good Dogbot! Now you can eat your favorite crunchy meal of rusted nuts and bolts kibble. Later we’ll go to the dog park and maybe some of your pals like Astro, Santa’s Little Helper and Scooby Doo will be there!

What’s this on the rug Dogbot? No, Dogbot, No! It’s back to the scrap metal pile for you!

Be sure to visit Alphabots! where you’ll see plenty of house broken robots in alphabetical order.

C is for Cagebot

CageBot

Here is installation number three in the Alphabots challenge of a robot for every letter of the alphabet. I recommend that you visit Alphabots to see the creative work being done over there.

Meet Cagebot. He’s feeling a little low and a bit fed up right now. The birds make fun of him all day long and taunt him with their chirps and tweets. He knows it’s because they’re free to fly, while he has to look at life through the bars of a cage. He’s tried to join in with their singing, but it just comes out like a rusty squeak.

The Cagebot sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the Cagebot sings of freedom.

It’s sacrilegious, I know, to make fun of the great Maya Angelou’s sacred poem. I feel just terrible about it.

B is for Bulbot

Bulbot

Here is my second installation into the Alphabots challenge, a robot for every letter of the alphabet. Two down and twenty four to go!

The Bulbot’s phosphorescence is really quite resplendent,

It radiates, illuminates and even scintillates.

Beware of Bulbot’s beaming actinic rays so incandescent,

For you he may dazzle, frazzle or incinerate.

*Awkward poem using a thesaurus.

A is for Acro-Bot

Acro-Bot

A is for Acro-Bot.

This little guy is very good at juggling and walking a tightrope at the same time. He has also been known to ride a unicycle while making a ham sandwich.

I have been dabbling in robot assemblages lately. When I came across the AlphaBots! challenge I thought it would be fun to participate.

This Acro-Bot was made from found objects with some pencil drawings and Photoshop effects.

Birdy it’s Cold Outside

Wings-Bird

The Robin

by Thomas Hardy
 
When up aloft I fly and fly,
I see in pools the shining sky,
And a happy bird am I, am I!
When I descend toward the brink,
I stand and look and stop and drink,
And bathe my wings, and chink, and prink.
When winter frost makes earth as steel,
I search and search but find no meal,
And most unhappy then I feel.
But when it lasts, And snows still fall,
I get to feel no grief at all,
For I turn to a cold, stiff feathery ball!

 

When I came across this sad little poem it reminded me of just how cold it has been lately. Everything is frozen solid and decorated with pointy stalactite icicles. It snowed the other night, and the below freezing temperatures made the snow flakes sparkle like glitter.

Thomas Hardy was a Victorian era novelist and poet. Though the poor subject of this poem meets an unfortunate end, many of his poems display a love of the natural world. All of his life he held a firm stance against cruelty to animals.

When Hardy died there was a controversy as to where his remains should be interred. His family wanted him to be buried with his wife, but his executor insisted he be buried at the famous Poets’ Corner at Westminster Abbey. A compromise was reached when it was decided that his ashes would rest at Poets’ Corner and his heart would be buried with his wife. It was rumored that a cat got into the tin containing the heart and ate a portion of it before they had a chance to put it safely in the ground.

I tried to portray the little robin as passing away while trying to get a final drink at the frozen bird bath, with his spirit departing, happy now, glowing in warm light.

Bummer!

Winged-Bot

Wings-Robot

I made this little guy out of spare parts, found objects…junk. This sculptural illustration is supposed to be reminiscent of a Da Vinci sketch of one of his mechanical robot flying machine invention thingies. I gave it the Latin name: Volare automata purgamentum, or Flying Robotic Refuse.