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Crayon sculptures carved by Hoang Tran


California-based artist Hoang Tran takes regular Crayola crayons and creates detailed pop-culture sculptures. Stormtroopers, cartoon characters and even The Dude and Walter from The Big Lebowski have all been carved in wax. Drawing inspiration from artist Diem Chau, the former trainee dentist chisels the basic shape and then applies extra details by adding droplets of melted wax from other crayons.





Check out all the goodness on Tran's Facebook page. Some of his pieces occasionally end up in his shop.

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