The puppet department is winding down after aeons of chaotic insanity. But behold: The product of everybody's hard work.
Here is the finished puppet of Samek. What a beauty!
Would you believe it! The beautiful mother, Yetta in all her grace.
The flying bird – roaming the heavens up above.
The walking bird, ready to replace or be replaced by the flying bird in times of the Great Transmutation from one to the other.
Thus the two soldiers and the grandmother needs to be finished before all the puppets are done. Huzzah. Here is some pictures from the Puppet Department.
Ann is defying the laws of interstellar pace whilst sowing the costumes. It is a job that requires a great deal of patience and a wee whiff of extraordinary concentration – for the clothe has a mind of its own, and is not always easy to control. On this picture above Ann is shoving needles in one of the Germans uniforms, making it ready... for the world of possibilities.
Fighting against time, Johan is working on the Grandmother's wire armature. She has gone through a cosmetic hell – but we have finally found a design we like, and Johan has been shaping her face like a Hollywood plastic surgeon... ...beautiful she will be. Graceful she will walk the face of the Earth.
It is with heavy heart that we said farewell to our dearest Hanna. She has returned to her nest, where she will disembark on a journey to new heights. As a farewell gift Johan and I made a little Agnostic Chicken sculpture for her to bring along, and to remember us, and remember to come back. In the words of the great Oz-man: See you on the other side!