The Tiny Tales Of Slinkachu

Miniatures have always fascinated me. When I was younger I would save up my weekly allowance in order to purchase detailed plastic models of airplanes and cars which I would wantonly assemble and paint into twisted caricatures of the images featured on the boxes; my desire far outreaching my ability. I remained diligent, however, and eventually I got to the point where I got a job and discovered other things to occupy my time, like crack cocaine and back alley craps games.

My love of miniatures has endured, and I still salivate over the minute details of a well executed model. It is a love that is shared, it seems, considering the rise in popularity of tilt-shift photography, which allows one to turn the entirety of reality into a lilliputian version of itself; and while they are sometimes beautiful, they never quite grab me the same way the real thing does. I think that’s why I like these photos by Slinkachu so much, featuring as they do vignettes comprised of diminutive figures; tiny stories transpiring in a land of giants.

2 Responses to “The Tiny Tales Of Slinkachu”

  1. Ashbet Says:

    Oooohhh, yes — those are lovely!

    (I have an enduring love for models and miniatures and stop-motion figures — this has transmuted into a love for creepy Asian articulated dolls as I’ve gotten older. I still love a good dollhouse or scale model, though!)

  2. Julia Says:

    Gosh, my art teacher would have a field day analysing that last photo.