Intergalactic Rigamarole

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Monday, April 24, 2006

How eggstraordinary!

Current mood: Eggish
Current music: A single line of 'My Funny Valentine' is looping through Radio Brainwave

Hello! I hope you all had a happy Easter the other weekend, full of fluffy chicks and cute bunnies and a dead man cruelly nailed to two bits of wood (don't worry, He got to reincarnate in three days). My long weekend was tragic in that it was totally devoid of chocolate. I couldn't find so much as a packet of Cadbury's Mini-Eggs anywhere.

I DON'T BELIEVE IN THE EASTER BUNNY!

I did, however, discover some eggs of a more artistic nature. The art that was made famous by the fin-du-siècle Russian jeweller, Carl Fabergé (1846-1920), moves forward into the 21st century. Fabergé was renowned for the creation of exquisite egg-shaped Easter gifts (particularly for the Russian royal family), each containing an original surprise - a golden hen, a basketful of spring flowers, a carriage, a singing nightingale, or even a palace.

But when I went to see an exhibition by the visiting American artist, Gregory A Martin, I didn't see any of that. No enamel and jewels and fancy bits of gold wire.

This guy carves REAL eggs. Ostrich, emu, and rhea eggs, in fact. If you're concerned about cruelty to baby ostriches, don't worry - he only carves infertile eggs that don't hatch.

While not as fancy as Fabergé's creations, what Martin does is pretty cool. The carving which impressed me the most was called 'Holding the World Up', which is basically an ostrich egg carving of the planet Earth, with all of the continents floating precariously on a network of longitudinal and latitudinal lines. It must have been very hard to do.

The same could be said of 'Twist', an emu egg carved into a set of criss-crossed, waving, and spiralling lines. If you could set that egg spinning, you probably could self-hypnotise in 30 seconds.

The exhibition was divided by theme - some carvings were inspired by nature, and depicted tulips, roses, trees, wolves and koalas. Some were related to places - Paris, Hong Kong, China, and Australia. A small set were portraits of famous people, such as a smiling Princess Diana, a moody James Dean, Shakespeare on a scroll, and Salvador Dalí with his infamous handlebar moustache (which, according to Dalí, could detect messages from outer space. What a joker!). And some were just fantastic - there was a lovely carving featuring a fierce dragon with a long and winding body, and (lost somewhere in its coils) a rather small knight, apparently trying to find the dragon's head. Presumably to cut it off. Huh - doesn't he know that dragons are an endangered species?


The artist himself was on hand to do a demonstration, and took up the challenge of carving, on bits of broken eggshell, the names and faces of people in the audience. He particularly liked doing Chinese names (which he couldn't read, but could copy like pictures... After all, Chinese characters were originally little pictograms). By sheer luck (and a matter of sticking my hand up at the right time) I managed to get my portrait carved on a piece of emu eggshell. Though perhaps 'caricature' would be a more accurate description... Well, you be the judge. Is it a good likeness?


If you decide that you, too, want an egg carving with your face on it, check out Greg Martin's website. He does personalised eggs on request, though you'd better have a fair bit of money in the bank handy...

http://www.chameleonartist.com

In a totally different vein, I thought I'd mention some of the funny names I've come across in Hong Kong. 'Apple' is not uncommon as a girl's name, though I've only ever met one boy whose moniker was 'Unique' (hence the truth of the label). On the very day that I saw the eggs eggshibition (sorry, but I did warn you about the bad puns), I had lunch in a restaurant and was served first by a waitress called Gloomy, and then by a waiter called Sunny. How about that! Afterwards, as I did a little bit of shopping, I was helped out by a shop assistant named Happy. Hmm - do you happen to know anyone who goes by Stormy or Rainy or Cloudy? It really would complete the set... Anyway, feel free to post some Funny Names You Know to the comments box. Ciao, bambini!

5 Comments:

  • At Tuesday, April 25, 2006 5:10:00 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    My Easter weekend was fantastic. Monty cooked a fish meal on Good Friday and the whole house ate together, steadily getting more and more tipsy as the evening progressed. Are you supposed to drink on Good Friday? I don't know. I am also not sure what is good about the day on which Jesus got nailed to two bits of wood, but Christians are such an eccentric bunch.

    Saturday was... not very interesting.

    On Sunday my mum, sister and I drove to Torquay. We passed Stonehenge along the way. Confined to the back seat as Denise navigated and my mum drove along the Stonehenge stretch, I suddenly heard squeals of delight as the lumpy monument came into view. "Aaiah!!!! Stonehenge! I want to take pictures.." goes my mum. Then she added that we must all need to go to the toilet by now, so of course it would make sense to stop here.

    In Devon, we stayed at a B&B in Torquay and:
    1. visited a cave (Kent cavern).
    2. drove to villages and towns (Paignton, Brixham, Dartmouth, Totnes, Torcross, Cockington) .
    3. went to the beach (to take pics and buy crisps).
    4. had tea with scones and clotted cream for three days (we even managed to shoehorn one in every afternoon, as an afternoon in Devon without cream tea would be unthinkable).
    5. visited castles (Dartmoor and Drogo).
    ... I think that's it.
    I got a tiny chocolate eggs on my pillow at the B&B because I arrived on Easter Sunday. Also, Monty gave out Easter eggs and eggcups (it was a gift pack) to all the inmates on Sunday morning.

    It was nice.

    Did you know that non-religious bank holidays in England were introduced in the 19th Century by a politician called Sir John Lubbock who thought that everyone should have days off to go to cricket matches in the spring and summer?

     
  • At Monday, May 01, 2006 8:34:00 am, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hey! well, funny about the lack of chocolate. my sister and I had friends over and without buying any chocolate ourselves this easter, we got INUNDATED with easter eggs of all sorts. and the thing is, I'm not really keen on it anyway! Our whole house prefers dark chocolate and it's like, most of it was milk chocolate. *sigh!* Plus the presence of some Guillian chocolate seashells also annoying me. we don't eat white chocolate and they're just sitting there.... a friend bought over a dark chocolate egg, plus there's a dark Lindt bunny. they're so not in danger of being eaten!

    I'm quite impressed with the globe egg! I have to say the egg carving was more of a caricature. The test is to pass it around and see if it looks like anyone else!

    Actually, did sorta know a guy called Sunny, who ran for Prez or SRC at uni. we thought it was a shame he didn't use the Boney M song "Sunny". Other than that, don't actually know any weird English names. quite a few friends of mine have funny non-English names, but that probably doesn't count.

     
  • At Wednesday, May 03, 2006 9:25:00 am, Blogger aidanrad said…

    Ach, now I'm feeling well and truly over-egged...!

    Hmm, weather-related names, eh...
    Well, you've got CLEMENT Freud...
    RAINe Spencer... FOGhorn Leghorn...

    No...?
    Fairy nuff...

     
  • At Thursday, May 04, 2006 1:11:00 pm, Blogger Aureala said…

    Thanks heaps for your comments, peeps! Glad ya'll had a lovely Easter.

    My gawd, there's someone called 'Foghorn'? You've gotta be having me on! But just think of all the jokes the poor fella would have to put up with. Especially if he goes anywhere by ship...

     
  • At Thursday, May 11, 2006 7:20:00 am, Blogger aidanrad said…

    I think he'd get ribbed a bit more on cartoon-character-related grounds...
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foghorn_Leghorn

    Sorry, not entirely clear...

     

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