2001 Grand Prize Winner:
Alien Cereal Abduction
By Sharman Armstong and Erin Culley-LaChapelle
It was a fine clear night in January. Nobody could imagine the horrors that lay ahead. Andy was aboard Seven Bells engaging in birthday festivities on his way to his party ashore. He had been complaining of seeing strange yet beautiful lights. The party continued at even more frenetic pace. The raucous bacchanal unwittingly attracted the attention of non-terrestrial onlookers from above.
The curiosity of those overhead was piqued when a large pink saucer-like object was carried on deck. This curiosity quickly turned to alarm, as this saucer was set "ablaze" (how else could you describe so many flaming candles atop such a petite gateau?). The onlookers went into standby alert; it looked like trouble down there, but they would wait for a sign, a cry for help, before interfering. They were soon to receive it. Suddenly as the blazing gateau was placed before Andy, a strange, disharmonious, yet powerful caterwauling erupted. The onlookers recognized this atonal howling as the distinct cry for help of the residents of the planet Epticon. What in the universe Epticonians were doing on planet Earth, the onlookers couldn‚Äôt imagine. Nonetheless, they required rescuing, along with all those nicely wrapped packages.
The onlookers fired up their Super Schlookerbeam and turned it on to maximum suction. Up, up, up went the presents, the refreshments, and the revelers. Andy made a last ditch effort to save himself and the Seven Bells from certain abduction by revving the diesels up to super turbo speed (of course that existed in those 1929 models) and beached her safely ashore, narrowly missing two camping nudists (who quickly headed for the hills upon hearing Andy‚Äôs hysterical rambling about "beam me up Scotty" type shenanigans).
And so this is how it comes to be that Andy is with us now. A word to the wise: if he starts gabbling about those pretty lights (or nudism) again‚Ä¶
Persistence of Memory - Daliesque Cerealism - 2nd Place Winner
This piece was constructed in the fluid (but never soggy) tradition of scrumptious cerealism. The inviolable Cheerio forms the bulk of the sculpture, echoing the circularity of time and cereal bowls. Self-devouring, frosty uroboros, the Cheerio denies consumption of its sugary perfection, mocking us with its blithe British salutation. Employing the Paranoid Critical Method, the viewer may begin to see a multiplicity of images contained within its artificially sweetened face: the irrelevance of tie, a confined world and the self-consuming, transitory nature of human existence, or perhaps the dangers of leaving one‚Äôs cereal in milk for too long. These disturbing visions are bounded by the golden charm of the Sugar Corn Pop, wheeling steadfastly around the watch face; bringing us back to a crunchier reality.
Ice Crispy Man - 3rd Place Winner
by Phil --
Over 5,000 years ago, this unfortunate Neolithic citizen of cerealism met his demise in a blizzard of yore high atop an Alpine mountain near the Swiss town of Schwarzenberg. His body was subsequently buried and trapped within the ice until recently discovered by two French paleontologists named Schwonz and Ponz while on a tulip-gathering expedition.
Cinnamon Bells - Honorable Mention
by Lori and John --
Trapped in time, somehow constructed so as to fit inside a milk bottle, floating in a sea of milk, a precisely rendered, built-to-scale, all-cereal model of the classic 1929 bridge deck cruiser Seven Bells, originally designed and built by Stephens Brothers of Stockton, CA.