Thursday, March 22, 2012


It only lasted one season, but Firefly was the best show in the 'verse. For those of you not familiar with it, Firefly had everything: space ships, cowboys, comedy, romance, gangsters, monsters. It was perfection in a little Joss Wedon package.
Though the show was only on for 14 episodes in 2002, it still has a large cult following.

Here's my take on the main characters. Like the Star Wars ones, they will be up on RedBubble, Society 6 and my Etsy shop sometime this weekend.

Captain Malcolm "Mal" Reynolds:

Zoe Washburne

Hoban "Wash" Washburne

Inara Serra

Jayne Cobb

Kaylee Frye

Shepherd Book

Dr. Simon Tam

River Tam

Big Damn Heroes

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

The tinker, the salesman & the death of god(s)

Once again, Brian Miller makes pictures in my head that I can't resist. So here:

The whisper in the thunder is discernible only by the most astute listener.

The old man on neighborhood's center had no problem hearing it. Long ears adorned his head, the lobes drooping, covered in a fine white that made them halo in those moments he stepped out to sigh at the sun. He would sniff the air with his bulbous nose, screw his lips, accentuating the creases in his stubbled cheeks and return once more to the darkness of the shop within his garage.

He was a tinker. Turning useless items into what we fantasized were the most fascinating inventions. We never really saw what it was that he made as we watched him from behind the across the street neighbor's car, catching small glimpses of old hubcaps and half deconstructed washing machines, through the always open garage door.

A blender sat atop a rusted oil drum, its clear pitcher filled with nuts, bolts and washers. An old bathtub overflowed with pipes. In the back he sat, under the glow of a lamp, at his work bench, clinking and clanging, his flannel shirted back to us.

Occasionally he muttered in some unintelligible language, took a well soiled towel from atop a filing cabinet to work at his long thin fingers, then would dig through cardboard boxes making the most awful racket until he found what he was looking for and returned to his work.

One morning we exited our house to find a fire truck and ambulance in front of his house. The paramedics wheeled a sheeted mound on a gurney down the sidewalk into the back of the ambulance. After they left, we crept down to his house peeking into the still open garage.

Beyond the shadows, in the pool of light where he he had sat every afternoon, we watched a small orb spin slowly round and round just above the surface of the workbench. It was blue and green and brown, like a marble. Small white swirls seemed to dance across its surface.

The blare of a horn startled us and we turned to find the school bus waiting on us. We gathered our back packs reluctantly and ran to the catch it before we were left behind. After a slow day of school, we returned home by the same bus, anxious to investigate the old man's garage, but the door was closed.

To my knowledge it never opened again. The home was purchased shortly there after by a car salesman. He always wore a suit and had the whitest teeth we ever saw, even to this day. 

Thursday, March 15, 2012

the new tshirts are here! the new tshirts are here!

Well, okay, they're on Red Bubble and Society6.
All the Star Wars designs are now available as tshirts, posters, cards, etc, on Red Bubble and Society6. I  honestly don't know who has the better deal, so check 'em both out!

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

A hint of things to come

For all you sci-fi nerds out there.
And if you don't know what this is - you're not as big a sci-fi nerd as you think you are.
Just sayin'...

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Star Wars - with a twist

My minimalist take on the classic Star Wars characters. And the Death. Star.

Friday, March 2, 2012

mod cats

They're really hip, man.

Meet Saffron



and the twins, Nut & Meg