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Miss F, Alameda / San Francisco
Member Since February 2010
Artist Statement Some say she is just a myth... others believe that she was once a person just as you or I, but is now made almost entirely of bits of antique taxidermy and clockwork. Others still, believe she is some sort of changeling trapped in the wrong dimension, or perhaps a top secret experiment by our own government, gone terribly wrong. It is likely we may never quite know for sure.

One thing we do know is that when the moon is full and the wind blows just so, and the crickets chirp just at the very same time that someone on a third level flat drops and breaks an old typewriter quite by accident, those are the times that the packages appear.

They come wrapped in old crinkled ads for hand knitted wool stockings, tied with bits of ribbon and string found in birds nests, and long silken hairs from the heads of children stolen by gypsies. One had been completely covered in ornate keyholes, yet could not be seen through, and still another floated just a bit off the ground and emitted a strange light, yet when immersed in water (don't dare ask why), it sank immediately like a broken heart.

As the whereabouts or even existence of The Magnificent Miss F. are in question, I for one believe she is someplace here among us, perhaps perched in an old clock tower keeping a chart of how many times a day we trip over silly things, or tiptoeing across the surface of a pond stealing fireflies to make into ink for thank you notes. Some say they catch fleeting glimpses of her in night gardens talking to frogs, or down the ends of paths that don't go any place...

These stories may be true, or they may not, but the existence of the packages may not be questioned, for their contents fill these pages and may be seen plain as white whiskers on a black cat. As the packages keep coming, I for one must be inclined to believe that she is still out there someplace, breathing life into very small and strange things. I will continue to document their existence on these pages, in hopes that someday they may have some scientific purpose...

I have found a set of plans intending to build some great machine, in which her creations are to be used as cogs. From my studies I have concluded this machines purpose appears to be to turn the planet on its axis just a fraction of a degree, so that half of the worlds scraped knees turn into something more amiable.

Perhaps bunnies.

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Product No 2959402
Subjects Animals, Birds, People, Portrait
Style Surrealism
Medium
Tags F, Miss, albatross, bird, buttons, goose, steampunk, vampire, victorian, villain, wallpaper, whimsical