Showing posts with label hand. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hand. Show all posts

Friday, November 8, 2013

You gotta hand it to me



"But I'm auditioning to play Senor Wences' wife tomorrow!"

-- Jenna Maroney, 30 Rock, "The Shower Principle"
(after catching her hand in a mousetrap hidden in a refrigerator)


My hand as Medusa, with rubber snakes, jiggle eyes and lipstick 11-8-13

"There's only one genius in the business: Senor Wences! 
Lipstick, hair and his hand! He had an 85-year career!"

-- America's Sweetheart: The Mary Pickford Story




If you're old, like me, then you probably remember Senor Wences (Wenceslao Moreno), the Spanish ventriloquist famous for his character "Johnny," which consisted of a face drawn on his hand, his index finger and thumb creating Johnny's mouth.

I always loved it when Senor Wences showed up on The Tonight Show, or The Muppet Show. My Dad liked to use one of Wences' catchphrases -- from his "Pedro" character, which was a disembodied head in a box -- "S'awright." 

Senor Wences and "Johnny"
I'd always try to copy Wences' schtick and curl my little hand into a fist -- try and make it move like a mouth. But I didn't have the dexterity Wences had. Plus, he could make his fist's lips talk without moving his own lips. Me? Not so much.

Anyhoo ... 

I am trying to decide whether to do a 365 days project next year, and was considering 365 days of Medusa. But I don't think I could realistically come up with enough Medusa images to fill a whole year. And I have a sort of unwritten rule about these kind of projects: if I come up with an idea, I have to use it now, when it comes to me. No stockpiling. No saving for later.

So ... this is my Senor Wences/Medusa tribute.

Some people save lives. 

Some people move mountains. 

Some people change the world.

Some people can talk without moving their lips.

I don't do any of those things. As Johnny often said, in his high falsetto: "Easy for you, for me ees very deefeecult!"

But I did glue snakes to my hand, and then drew a funny face on it. 

That has to count for something. Right?

Friday, October 11, 2013

Fingerplay


"Where the spirit does not work with the hand, there is no art."

-- Leonardo da Vinci


These are my fingers.


Finger faces 10-11-13


These are my fingers in disguise.


Finger faces in disguise 10-11-13


"In art, the hand can never execute anything higher than the heart can imagine."

-- Ralph Waldo Emerson



"I'd like to see a flag made not out of stars and stripes, 
but rather fingers and knuckles, 
so that it could really wave in the wind."

-- Jarod Kintz, 
The Days of Yay are Here! Wake Me Up When They're Over

Monday, October 7, 2013

On the other hand



"These fingers of mine, they got brains in 'em."

-- Jerry Lee Lewis

A handful of zombie faces 10-7-13


"Try to have as diverse a group as friends as possible 
and don't get into the clique scenario."

-- Andrew Shue


"On the other hand, you have different fingers."

-- Steven Wright

This is my hand, disguised as a band of paparazzi-crazed zombies.

Seriously, they were all like, "Take our picture! Take our picture!"

(Well, it sounded like "Mmmwarrrrah ggghrrrllllll!" So I checked with Google translator and they were in fact saying "Take our picture!")

So I took their picture.

Hey, I wasn't about to make a handful of tiny zombies mad at me.

They may not have bodies, but I'll bet they can scuttle along just fine on those creepy, bony, over-sized arms and hands they have growing straight out of their zombie necks.

I wasn't taking any chances.

Besides, just look how happy it made them.


Saturday, August 3, 2013

Just asking



"He who has a why to live for can bear almost any how."

-- Friedrich Nietzsche


Self portrait 8-3-13 


"Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart.
Try to love the questions themselves,
like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language.
Do not now look for the answers.
They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them.
It is a question of experiencing everything.
At present you need to live the question.
Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it,
find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.

-- Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet