TractorBot

This weekend I took my kids over to a train museum which was in its off season. They were in repair mode awaiting the spring when people would start coming and riding the rails. It was great, no one was around, the guy was super nice and let us climb in and out of all the trains. Then I noticed this 1930′s old tractor off tucked away rotting its way out of existence. I thought it was time to give it another shot at life. I present to you, TractorBot!

Gorullian Zombie Henchmen

Unfortunately what Greg failed to mention in his last post is three members of the crew have already been infected by the space zombie plague. Left for dead during a battle in the lower intestinal track, the 3 newly appointed Gorullian servants have been ferociously tracking their old team mates. So much for “no man….er..alien….left behind!”

There’s a score to settle and it sure ain’t going to be pretty.

Space Creatures

I don’t have any real reason for these. It’s just an exercise on shapes. I like to just get a few wacky ideas down and try them out. I did start to imagine all these guys as the crew of a space ship bound for the interstellar space station Arullion 5. But before they could get there, a hideous Arbrinian Space Eel swallowed them up. And that they are currently battling their way towards its cerebral cortex in order to stop the beast’s telepathic signals from unleashing a horde of Gorullian Zombie Henchman on Planet Quislar, all under the plans of galactic domination by the villainous Baroot Lord Tarnivious! But like I said, no real reason for these.

Space Camp: Day 27

Life is good. The tidal wave of boxes has finally subsided as my wife and I get settled in our new place. Even the studio has started to take shape – this is the first time we’ve shared a studio space since college. (Though I think she would have preferred her own room when I was rockin’ to Bon Jovi: Slippery When Wet.)

As far as the image, I’m finding I really enjoy having bad things sneak up on characters. Not sure why but I’m guessing there’s some deep rooted Freudian complex at play.

Submarine!

When I was a kid I was too afraid to touch the bottom of the lake where we vacationed in Maine. It was the old rotting leaves. It just felt so nasty! I always thought some random critter would go on and take a nibble out of my toes. Geez, I’m getting the heebie jeebies just thinking about it. I’d do it if I had a big mech suit though!

Captain Darkwater

Well, this month has been one crazy adventure. My wife and I have spent the majority of the last few weeks moving into our new home in NC. After 4 months of camping at my gracious in-laws, we’ve finally found our way to our new suburbian domain. I’m thinking of building a small city from all the boxes.

Greg and I are finally starting to get settled and ready to roll on the box once again. Hope everyone has a groovy Dick Clark-ish new years – keep it safe homies!

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