“Far out in the bleak reaches of the lesser Mellanganic Clouds the robot world of Theat Retrak 9 was devastated by a quark rust bomb attack from the barbarian world of Tobor in the Andromeda Galaxy. Theatans mining their systems asteroid belt survived the holocaust. Struck to the very depths of his bio-chemical heart, six inch Zoark has sworn to exact vengeance from all Andromedans. Zoark’s steel, blue and black colors, jointed arm and deadly proton propeller cannons are ready to kill. Can he save the milky way?”
Monthly Archives: February 2014
I have cleaned off my workspace, recovered my drawing table (that Joe Courter made) from storage, have turned the TV towards my workspace, because…
As of today I am a working artist again.
My long, terribly terribly long, sabbatical is over.
And wouldn’t you know it… after years of nothing… two jobs at the same time… and one of them with with an impossible deadline.
Oh yes, it’s good to be back!
(And in this moment I must be grateful to Lord Ganesh… for this is the outcome I had hoped for when I had my artwork blessed in the Temple before I left Ohio.)
The Cardinals From My Window
by Barefoot Justine
Falling like drops of blood
From the sky
Blossoms in the green
Of our lawn
The cardinals have come
A singing dozen
Leaving these few words
And the green