Long, drawn into the side of a cheek that was five inches of skin atop 20 inches of muscles. How many hits does it take to break a capillary in a giant of that size? It would have taken years if we hadn’t made it to the green–a lush landscape of vegetation and underground beasts…

When there were two of them, that’s when it got scary. We climbed. We climbed for what seemed four or five days. Both of them, at our feet, escaping appearance beneath the fog. All of them, their growls, their fur, their tentacles we would have the opportunity to slice off when our hands were not…

There in the sky, a rail, no, two rails curling from the forest floor to the mass of vines that formed the shells of their upper backs. Stationary they grew atop the belly of the earth, constructing themselves of beast and bird, scraps of metal, bits of wood and one single viscid mass syncing their…

The scaly checkbone of an ancient mariner lay against the dusty cupboard door of the hold. Gripping the latch as if shackled to it, and shackled by flaking skin from bone it was. If the sight were any more picturesque, I would have thought twice of kicking the corpse away. And twice I should have…

Joined at the knees they rose, a purple haze amongst the thickets green and a pungent odor on the nose. Most steps were amiss, sliding and slipping against the roots roiling through the ruts. Then mist-enveloped, they appeared–a simple whistle, a lark and these links. Andreas Preis – ‘Grow’ is just one project from Andreas…

As times go, it was a quiet one. Misty dew settling on the grasses and a smell of pies in the air. The latter quite interesting, as no one on this planet, had ever had pies–chicken pot, rhubarb or any containing nuts, cheese or cobbled fruit–Yet, it smelled of pies and we soon found that…

Round about the field we strolled, a summer’s afternoon. The containers there were full, all but a few admidst a den of the slothhorn hares. They had determined, not only how to create amazing mechanical devices, but also how to absorb the energy and grow them into these links. Eduardo Peña – Ships by sea…

First, it was the persistence of a calm wind that brought the pungent odor of their troop to our senses. Lock-step through the valley they crept as ninja-like as their shadows stretched atop the shadows of the cliff faces. Riding amidst them, riding the kettle goiler, was one drenched in the dark, reigns to each…

A small boy became a shepherd, eating lots of fruits and vegetables growing up, learning how to make lightbulbs. He said “hi” to his little fishy, then he went back to bed and had a nightmare in his brain, threw it away and dreamed about going to the park and playing with a turtle on…

Victory I say! Thou art no match for me. I have vanquished thine crusted, burnt and baked-on food parts fused deep within thine ‘non-stick’ grooves. Thou shall not claim the prize this time foul beast of pressed steel. Thine mass-produced brethren shriek and heat evenly at the site of my blistered scrub nubs. I have…

The furry cheek fat of the the chub-hubbling’s left eyelid drooped over the rods that served to heighten its sense of both smell and sound. Offering tea, you could barely keep yourself from saying thank you, bowing at the waist for a closer look that revealed small mechanical worms crawling across those rods, harvesting these…

Locked inside the tumultuous tummy of the stuffed teddy toto, we evaluated the situation. A) we had plenty of grade-a foam B) we had some leftover honey and a half-melted stick of pig fat C) we had with us the explosive power of nine carbonate hamster sacks–in a word, these links. Michael Kus – Superbly…

If you are thinking that it is about high-time to be bustin’ out the old pumpkin carving knife then think again! Egg-coloring season might still be seven months away, but Evil Mad Scientist’s “Original Egg-Bot” can lay graphics on a whole variety of spherical objects to keep you busy until spring. The manufacturer claims that…

The blast peeled back the sides of the tin skirted fence rows, dirt churned to powder, those hidden behind revealed in their pale, hunched shapes half burrowing, half rising to escape, perhaps a bodily torment, but more a hunger that anticipated your next move… and your next… and your next… drawing their consumptive energies from…

Gripped by arms of bracken root, the piper played his tune. A sky of gold and blue. A somber prelude, bit by angst and taken to its end. A song that slides and flows and chides and then consumes these links. Landis Fields – A wide mix of mech and concept, among video, illustration and…

When tall, shank-steamed colanders spilled the oily residue through mossy, tangled sieves, the arms reached from outside as the last vestige of light split the sights of a glow and an eye that twitched to reveal these links. Eric Felten – Ships and spaceports of course, but also corridors, landing pads and desktops that delivers…

The branch of the tree twisted down to the trunk. Grooved deeply and large enough the three of us could walk side by side. If it hadn’t appeared we might think the quakes surfacing it from the forest floor from another source, but it was all to apparent, the cause, was these links. Robert Chew…

The slaps came fast as if the bears paws were on a mechanical device geared to inflict all sorts of pain. They were in fact on a mechanical device. Paws attached to such a contraption as to make the head spin. But not one paw, not even two, but 5,286 paws spinning with a ferocity…

I looked in its eyes. It looked in mine. “Drop it like it is hot. Drop, drop it like it is hot,” it repeated in a desiccated, mechanical voice. It’s at this point I usually reminisce of the old days, when mechnoids lacked the access to early aught R&B chart topper lyrics. Still, it made…

A stretchy mix of colors oozed through the opening, up the panels of the barn and into their cage. You wouldn’t have know it otherwise, but their claws were made of the same substance. When the two touched, a flash of light, a small squeal and all five of them projectile vomiting these links. Ani…

There’s nothing like hanging something completely random in a child’s room to make them flip out and question reality. I’ve always preferred turning their stuffed animals into mechanized creatures that fly soup into their mouths. They enjoy it AND it’s healthy. Some people just like to draw baby giraffes with big eyes on the wall…

The only feeling better than jabbing a syringe full of highly volatile nuclear material into my chest, is jabbing a syringe full of nuclear reactor cut-aways of the 3D variant into my eyeholes. Prepare for a chain reaction of mildly tingling proportions that may send your 3D appeal into a mile-wide meltdown. For those that…

Do you ever wake up from a dream, encapsulated in a bony structure surrounded by a translucent fleshy film? Not recently huh? Well, Anthony Tammaro is an artist from Philadelphia exploring that world and the medium of create art with 3D CAD, CAM and Additive Fabrication. We looked at DDM (Direct Digital manufacturing) with 3D…

It’s both parametrically intense and oddly invigorating to look at. It’s like jumping in the air through a small hole and coming out on the other side with all the knowledge of perspective while marching rhythmically outside the confines of an inverted parallelogram. What is it? Surrealism. An artistic expression of the early 1900’s that…

Lena Gieseke has taken Picasso Guernica and transformed it into a version of the painting that will leave you deeply immersed in the canvas of the Cubist master, Picasso. Guernica has got to be incredible to see up close (it’s currently at the Museo Reina Sofía in Madrid, Spain), But when you look at it…

I’m loving what Steven Kempton, from the Ponoko Blog, and his new band of writers (David, Duann, Roy, and Indigo) are putting out. They look at all the different aspects that surround manufacturing, art and design. David posted an item I recognized, the Demakersvan Cinderella table, but hadn’t given much thought to in the past.…