Saturday, March 13, 2010

The Red King

Alice picks up the red king chesspiece, who does not know what force is lifting him through the air. Feeling at the mercy of forces beyond our control frequently results in reverting to the primitive (did someone say reptilian brain?).

10 comments:

Kaetlyn Wilcox said...

I've decided that you must never sleep. You are FAR too prolific for sleeping:) Or maybe you're able to stop time like the main character in a 1980's sitcom I used to watch. Either way, it's all very mysterious.....

Susan at Stony River said...

I love this face!
What a perfect fit, in many ways.

Needle Woven Studio said...

Oy, yes, those hormones, er, 'forces beyond our control' - fabulous face on the red king!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Amen

Steve said...

The size of the head gives it a slightly infantile look... most suitable methinks...

femminismo said...

Oh, those little tiny feet. However does he navigate?

Cláudia said...

I agree with Steve. The face has the size and expression of a newborn baby (it also has an old man's touch, but this is another story...).

Newborns must feel very loose in their new environment. Hands lift them, put them down, feed them. Their face can get red very easily also!

Your posts bring a lot of food for thought!

rosedale's 4head said...

hey kaetlyn...she's the reason i name my blog tribute "Prolific Blog of the Month" - really. I can't say what you commented any better...my feelings exactly...!!! I wonder the same...really...honestly, I try to keep up but I just can't and I love that I can't -- it reflects her movement...such a gift...!

and btw...hail to the red king...when i was younger...he and i would have so much in common...starting with the name!

Titus said...

Arrgh! The Red King becomes The Green Man.

donny* said...

absolutely love this.