Well done!
Impressive. Don't you think?
I believe we can buy this book and learn from its ways.
Because lookit how the first flower you notice is the iris with the hyacinths. Notice the iris is arranged as a hexagon.
The leaves are arranged around hexagon. Think of a hexagon fence standing up. With two parallel sides attached to opposite sides of the card with tabs, and the four remaining sides are free. Now imagine the linear lanceolate leaves attached to the fence boldly standing upright due to the stiffness of the paper. Inside the fence is a long double stem, one stem on each side of the main fold. They separate slightly at the top as they do at the bottom, so the top can act as support for a platform, the white collar of the iris bloom.
The hexagonal white collar folds in half like a book, like the original card. Mechanically, it's another card within a card elevated on two flat sticks. It's like the Seattle Space Needle. The yellow iris bloom is exactly the same as it's leaves. But attached to the white collar where the leaves are the same thing attached to the card.
The hyacinths are a similar arrangement. Except where the irises have a white collar, the hyacinths have the same thing, a hyacinth lid. The hyacinth lid fold the opposite direction as the iris white collar.
It's exceedingly clever.
The hexagonal white collar folds in half like a book, like the original card. Mechanically, it's another card within a card elevated on two flat sticks. It's like the Seattle Space Needle. The yellow iris bloom is exactly the same as it's leaves. But attached to the white collar where the leaves are the same thing attached to the card.
The hyacinths are a similar arrangement. Except where the irises have a white collar, the hyacinths have the same thing, a hyacinth lid. The hyacinth lid fold the opposite direction as the iris white collar.
It's exceedingly clever.
Hexagons within hexagons atop hexagons, that fold flat as a fence with three fence segments to each side of the card, and others that fold flat in half as a book. The book hexagons are both bases and lids. The fence hexagons are both leaves and blooms.
And all the flowers follow this basic construction. But that first flower is built on the central fold. The artist cannot have all the flowers arranged along the central fold like a line of soldiers. The artist must stagger them.
To stagger the blooms another mechanism is used to displace the central fold. A strap mechanism, a flat surface, a band, that crosses the central fold. When the card is folded, the strap folds the opposite direction. Where the strap attaches to both sides of the card it forms two new lines (of attachment) that serves as new (displaced) central folds, creases where new mechanisms can be attached just like the original on the central fold. It doubles the area where things can be attached on both sides of the central fold. New flowers, that can be the same as the original.
Or they can be different.
Or they can be different.
The thing is, since the strap crosses the central fold, then the new creases for attachment that the strap creates are closer to the edge of the card than the original central fold of the card. So the flowers that attach to the new creases must be shorter.
Or else they'll stick out when the card is closed.
And this is why the artist must produce so many prototypes.
Or else they'll stick out when the card is closed.
And this is why the artist must produce so many prototypes.
You will notice this pentagon idea expressed different way throughout the five pages. And that's what makes this book so amazing. The artwork is really sweet. The artist has done so much with standard pop-up mechanisms. Its very impressive.
That does it!
I'm going to buy this book and study it to pieces. I mean, full on autopsy.
Then copy it and send out the results broadcast. Women are going to love this. I already did flowers but never this well.
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I was reminded by coworker who claims Native American blood that Thanksgiving is transgressive.
I reminded a woman claims Amerind heritage who hosted a party here that all through history from beginning of mankind right up to the time of America that when advanced cultures encounter backward cultures such as when pre-industrialized nations came to American encountered Amerinds still in the stone age, the undeveloped peoples were either massacred or enslaved.
Genocide means wiping out civilizations.
There are more American Indians alive today in America than there were when Europeans came here and took over.
Resentment about not even experiencing an Iron Age when surrounded by natural resources is painful to acknowledge, yes, but there is a great deal for so-called native Americans to be thankful for. Foremost among them is Europeans prevented them form wiping each other out. They were constantly at war with each other in their stone-agey ways .
And now all those artifacts are positively revered by modern Americans. Their hand-made objects were a huge hit in Europe at the time that America was being discovered and colonized. Shows on the order of King Tut exhibitions attracted huge crowds.
And today Amerinds have the choice of living separately from modern American culture in their own safe spaces for the most part, save for a few oil pipelines here and there, or joining modern American culture and being full citizens, or both, back and forth. They can have children and raise them as natives or raise them as Americans.
I watch them on tv discussing their issues and they're simply boring as h-e-double travois sticks saying the same g.d. things they've been saying since I was six. All that time and nothing has changed. Except for the gambling halls.
Be of good cheer for all is well as you make your place in this world.
And then the woman never invited me back.
The above tale is mostly a lie. But that's what we palefaces do, make shit up.
There actually is an Amerind woman and she did and does invite me to things like Thanksgiving dinner, and I host her here at my apartment, and I acknowledge her native ancestry fixation and drop catalogues of native products into her inbox. She's a delightful woman with gracious attitude herself whose been a tremendous help to me. So I buy her gifts as a form of bribery. I meant to say recognition.
[I think she told the mailmen to bring my stuff up to me because they did that three times recently. They're blowing my mind. Now all the mailmen who come here know who I am. I was sitting downstairs talking and one of them suddenly appeared and just handed me my stuff. Because I only bother with it once a week or so. There was a lot of stuff including a book written in hieroglyphs, and I go, Wow look at all the L-O-O-O-O-V-E. And for some reason the people around found that hilarious when I wasn't trying to be funny.]
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