The Child Empress of Mars

by C. Jane Washburn, based on The Child Empress of Mars by Theodora Goss in Interfictions 2

15" tall x 12" long Art Doll – Mixed Media: wire, tape, polyclay, semi-precious stones, found objects, fur scraps, silk, acrylics.

This piece will be auctioned off to benefit the Interstitial Arts Foundation at iafauctions.com

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Uploaded: November 4, 2009
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    A Taste of Interfictions 2
    • “People always get my origin story wrong. I wasn't "born in an explosion," I am the explosion; if I'm the chicken, the bomb was the egg. It's just that no one's ever taken responsibility for laying it. Anything else blows up, anywhere in L.A., and the gangs and factions fall all over each other to take credit, but someone takes out the craft services tent on the set of a minor erotic space opera and no one says a word.”
      From: The 121 by David J. Schwartz
    • “He was in Sanara when the debris of the dead monster began to wash ashore the next day. Broken crates, and bottles with a strange curved script on them, so different from the Europeans', and shoes. He remembers the shoes best. There had been no bodies, and he thought then that it was better that way, that the soldiers inside that metal hulk were better off left in the sea as they had lived.”
      From: Shoes by Lavie Tidhar
    • “My father's oldest brother was at the age when little boys fall in love with war. In the family's rush to get downstairs, no one noticed that he had brought his favorite hat into the basement, the one that superficially resembled the square czapka with the scarlet band of the Zandarmeria, the Polish Military Police. When the gun shots, the screams, and the smoke had cleared, the Germans discovered that their fugitive Polish soldier was just a ten year old boy.”
      From: Count Poniatowski and the Beautiful Chicken by Elizabeth Ziemska
    • “I should tell you now, if you haven't figured it out already: Morton and Alice had a thing, back in the day. It lasted three years, from Christmas to Christmas exactly.

      And I should tell you that it nearly destroyed him, Marie adds. Morton's dead wife wants to show you something, and though you wouldn't expect a disembodied form to have photographs, she does.

      See?

      She wants me to tell you about them. I have to be polite, plus I'm curious. Who'd take photos of a love affair you were trying to keep secret? So I look.”
      From: Morton Goes to the Hospital by Amelia Beamer

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