Pinata de Ironman: Back From the Dead

ironman 1 fullbody with m

For many of you, my Ironman pinata of ridiciulous dimensions is old news. But last June, just as I was finishing building the largest and best behaved guest at Mbot’s fourth birthday party, my camera died at the hands of said birthday boy, and so the final images that appeared on the blog were teeny-tiny stills captured from my video camera, and I didn’t know how to make them any bigger. Well, seven months later, I have figured out how, and due to the overwhelming number of Google searches for Ironman pinatas, many of them in Spanish, I’ve decided to post them here, just in case anyone wants to repeat my folly and create in their dining room a 5’8″ hollow Superhero sculpture made of newspaper, water, flour, and balloons.

I do not recommend it.

ironman complete thighs up

The entire premise of building a pinata in your dining room–especially when you live in Arizona, within a thirty-minute drive of an ENORMOUS pinata store, and your assistants are two hyperactive midgets with too little appreciation for long-term goals and too much appreciation for flour paste, is ludicrous. But there is nothing like laundering many small socks, wiping many small booties, and preparing many small meals every day, many of which are greeted with “Blech!” before being pushed half way across the table, to inspire one to create something big and lasting that will be greeted with “Ooohs!” and “Ahhhs!”, even if it’s eventually whacked to bits and survives only in photos. It was that sort of housewifishness, mother-of-weebots, frustrated artist mentality that drove me to purchase the thirty-inch high “It’s a boy!” bottle-shaped balloon that would become Ironman’s torso, setting the scale for Ironman’s body, and coming to represent the first circle of Pinata Hell.

ironman complete legs down

ironman torso legs

Here we have Ironman at about the midway point. The coat hanger that we hung him from is visible sticking out his neck and arm holes. The hanger eventually required reinforcement in the form of Gorilla glue, when the metal hook pulled out of the wood.

I suppose I should report on what has finally happened to Ironman. For a long time–many months–I kept his limbs in a pile in the garage. The bots got a kick out of trying on the legs from the knee down, and chasing each other wearing the giant red arms. My plan was that perhaps I would reassemble him and hang him in their room, slanting from the ceiling like he was flying.

But a few weeks ago, in a claustrophobic cleaning frenzy of the sort that grips me every ten years or so, I stacked the body parts in the recycle bin and breathed a sigh of relief that it was gone. After seven months, in my mind, he had finally turned into an it. I forgot one arm, and the bots spent an afternoon chasing each other with it, at which point I think it, too, went into the recycle bin. This morning when I brought the empty bin back into the garage, I saw a single red finger laying on the concrete. I thought of evil little Peter Pettigrew in the Harry Potter books, who cut off his own finger before turning into a rat, to “prove” to everyone he was really dead.

Hmmm. Is Ironman not really dead? Does he live on? If I ever start building a giant rat pinata, will somebody please stop me?

ironman behind complete hanging

For those of you who missed the original posts, just click on these and you, too, will be able to witness the whole sordid affair:

If I Build an Ironman Pinata, Will Robert Downey, Jr. Jump Out of It?

Ironman, The Killer Pinata, Part 2: Taking Up Arms

T – 19 Days: Ironman the Killer Pinata, Part 3

T – 8 Days: Ironman the Needy Pinata Boyfriend

T – 4 Days: Ironic Man

T – 2 Days: You Say Pinata, I Say Peanuta

T – 0: Blast Off: (From Both Ends)

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6 thoughts on “Pinata de Ironman: Back From the Dead

  1. Um. Holy crap, I am really at a loss for words and am in a state of what I can only think might be awe over your pinata creation. I think that if I made something as awesome as that, it would become something akin to another member of our family. It would drive with us on our errands, take part in holiday traditions (totally be in our family Christmas photo), and perhaps even get its own bedroom of sorts. I am strangely saddened by his brutal passage from pinata man to a lowly red digit on a concrete slab.

  2. I, too, am saddened. Although the Practical Me says, “You go, girl!” the part of me that always thought of Ironman as “he” instead of “it” cannot believe he’s really gone. Having him in our Christms picture would have been AWESOME. Except that I never got around to repairing his cracked skull. Sigh. And why didn’t I think of taking him on errands, especially when the bots are not in the car? HOV lane, here I would have come! Uh oh. Does that justify building another?

  3. Could you provide more information on how you created this incredible piñata? I would like to create something similar but smaller.

    • Definitely smaller is better in this case! I’m trying to think of how I would do it if I had to do it over again and smaller. I probably would use smaller balloons, and for the limbs I’d use the long ones usually used for twisting together into animals. If I couldn’t find the right sized balloons, I’d go to Goodwill and get a long-sleeved t-shirt and pants the right size, and stuff them with batting, tape them together, wrap them in plastic wrap, hang them up over newspapers spread on the floor, and papier-mache over that for a start. I’d love to know how you end up proceeding!

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