Fantasy Sculptures

Squonk

Squonk is a mythical creature with an unique story.

“Conversation with a Squonk”

Most people who have even heard of a “squonk” believe they are mythical creatures. The first written record of them are from a book published around 1910, but the legends go back much farther. Squonks have baggy wart and blemish covered skins. They are described as being so ugly that they hide and weep constantly, unable to stand being seen. If you look at a squonk, or try to capture it, it will dissolve into a puddle of tears. People say that these “tear puddles” can re-form into the original creature, or become many smaller ones. Its scientific name is “Lacrimacorpus Dissolvens”, derived from latin, meaning “tear-body-dissolve”.

In my travels, I once saw a squonk, while walking thru a forested area. At the time I did not know what it was. It was sitting under a tree, sobbing and wiping its droopy runny nose with its little fist. When it snuffled, it made a kind of “squonky” noise. This must be how it got its name. I crept forward, trying to understand what I was seeing. It looked up at me, scrunched its sad wet eyes, and dissolved into a puddle. I was stunned. I couldn’t believe what I had seen. I had a small specimen jar in my back-pack, and collected some of the dissolved liquid, thinking I would try to have it analized later. When I returned home, I decided I must have imagined the encounter. i poured the liquid in the jar out on the ground by some trees on the hillside.

Many months later, I thought I heard weeping coming from near the boulders by the creek-bed. i walked softly towards the sound. Sitting in a puddle of tears was a squonk. It looked at me, snuffling and dribbling tears from its swollen eyes. Thinking it cried because it was so ugly, I said to it “you are not ugly at all. I think you are quite cute in your own way”. It continued to weep, and between sniveling sobs, it said “I not ugly. I sad”. “why are you so sad?” ,I asked. “my job. I absorb sad. It what I do”. I asked it to explain, because I did not understand.

It said “world full of sad. Squonks absorb sadness. We cry it out. We try to help ease pain. Can’t fix, but can help. We help. We sad, but we help.” I asked if it always cried. “mostly..yes. when we absorb sad, we must cry it out. I asked if it was ever happy. “ happy?...um…mostly no. we sad so you can be more happy. How can I help you?, I asked. “help? Help squonk? You be happy. If you happy, squonk no cry. Can rest a bit. But can’t rest long. Much sadness everywhere. Much work for squonk people to do. We care for all. Human,animal,rock, tree…everything and everyone. We much needed. Is our purpose. Is our destiny. We love, so we cry”.

I still see squonk from time to time. I hear it crying out the sadness it absorbs from us. Sweet little creature. I hope someday there is no more reason for you to cry.

Kitty cantrell

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$160 - Squonk - ~3 1/2" Tall

Tooth Fairy

Have you heard of the "Old People's Tooth Fairy"?

The Old People's Tooth Fairy

Most all of us know about the tooth fairy. She is a friendly, pretty, little sprite of a fairy. As children, we shed our baby teeth and put them under our pillows before we go to sleep, knowing the tooth fairy will come and take our tiny teeth and leave money or treat in exchange. This is a fun tradition that harms no one.

As we age, many of us are visited by the "old people's tooth fairy." This creature is not friendly. She is a sneaky, nasty, wicked, old hag of a fairy. She has a little bag of bacteria tied on her belt, and she pokes bits of the nasty stuff in our mouths as we sleep, causing gum disease. She also has an assortment of little hammers, files, knives, and nutcrackers that she uses to cause our teeth to crack, break, or loosen. I am not sure yet how she selects her victims, but once selected, she pursues the person with diabolical glee!

We visit our dentists to correct the problems she causes. We get fillings, crowns, root-canals, bridges, implants, and more to try to correct the harm she has done. No matter what we do, she keeps coming back. She loosens fillings, cracks bridges, breaks crowns, and does her damnable best to rob us of our adult teeth. She is relentless.

She has caused me much harm, so I came up with a plan. I laid in wait for her one night. She did not know I was awake. She did not know I had a club under the covers and a bird cage in the closet. I watched through half closed eyes as she crept in through a hole in the screen at the open window. I waited until she was close... Then I bashed her with the club, tossed a towel over her, and shoved her in the bird cage before she returned to her senses! She howled! She shrieked and chattered! "HA!", I said. "I've got you now, you old bitch!" She stood in the bird cage glaring at me. She wore big clunky old boots with tangled un-tied laces. Her skinny legs and droopy socks were dirty. Her tattered cloths clung to her fat belly and long sagging breasts. Her teeth were made of tooth scraps that she had stolen from people's mouths. Her wings were bent and ugly. More like wasp wings than fairy wings. She is an altogether horrible creature.

I learned many things after I caught her. There are lots of them. Millions of them all over the world, and they have territories. When you capture and cage an old people's tooth fairy, they cannot get out of the cage unless you release them. Your "intention" to keep them in is enough to prevent their escape. If you waver, or feel sorry for them, they can escape. I have to be strong and not let her lies move me. They can also escape if you try to take a photograph of them. For some reason I don't understand, if I take a photo..."poof"...she will be out, and I am sure she would steal every last tooth in my head.

I am working on a portrait sculpture of her, so I can show everyone what she looks like. It is difficult to do because she screams and whirls about in her cage when I try to look at her. It is very hard to sculpt such an uncooperative subject, but I will get the job done. Then, the secret will be out. Then, everyone will know what these evil tooth fairies can do and how to protect ourselves from them.

Kitty cantrell

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$350 - Large tooth fairy - 9 ¾” tall x 9” wide

$200 - Small tooth fairy - 5” tall x 4” wide

Alligator Pie

Have you ever had alligator pie?

“Alligator Pie”

I had baked a delicious homemade apple pie earlier in the day. I woke that night, and thought to myself, "I am going to get up and have a piece of that pie". I walked to the kitchen, cut a piece of pie, and put it on a plate. I opened the refrigerator and put the pie back inside.

When I turned with fork in hand to my slice of pie, I saw that it had changed. The juices had bubbled up through the crust to form two bulging eyes with nostrils at the narrow tip. The bits of apple were now snaggly teeth! It was an alligator face, and it was growling and snuffling at me!

Dribbles of juice ran from its pie-crust jaws and nose holes, as it clacked its teeth at me! YIKES! I lurched backwards and "woke up" in my bed. It was a dream. I wondered about the pie, but was afraid to go look at it. I pondered for days about the meaning of the dream. I thought, "how many times have I had what seemed like a good idea at the time, turn around and bite me?" a biting snarling alligator disguised as something sweet. Haven't we all had some alligator pie in our lives?

Kitty cantrell

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