Friday, August 5, 2011

through a lens.

it's time for some legion love. look at these fucking incredible pics... of toys. hard to remember that sometimes. i'm gonna caption the hell out of them, hope that doesn't ruin it for you. actually i don't care. just read on, bask in the skills of all the new blood.

badass tk by knives.
he told me to shave my goatee.
so i shaved off his legs.
say it again stumps.

little shadow by fengschwing
ain't no party like a cockpunch party cause the cockpunch party don't stop.

bleak mission by grish.
what the... was that you custard?
you're a smelly bitch, you know that?
i'm gonna get you another eyepatch for your butthole.

nom commander by thebyson.
a hose for beer, and a hose for whiskey...
one more for nacho cheese and my tailgate helmet will be complete.
i will rule the black hole with a fist full of chips. go raiders!

bleak & custard by expathos.
And so, Theodore Donald Karabotsos, in accordance
with what we think your dying wishes might well have been,
we commit your final mortal remains to the bosom of the Pacific Ocean,
which you loved so well. Good night, sweet prince.

jc by expathos.
who took down my tire swing?
someone's getting a judo chop to the neck.

adventure kartel by tigerfeet.
they waited patiently in the dark, biding their time for the perfect moment.
the zombs were coming...
this was gonna be the best surprise birthday party ever.
bleak made cupcakes!

robbery? hell no, we just want some chalupas.
...don't forget the fire sauce. big guy here likes the heat.

deimos unit by expathos.
damn it steve. hall's burning oil again.
the tea party's gonna see us coming a mile away.

Friday, July 22, 2011

claw your way to the top.

don't play with black cats, you'll lose a finger. (soul)

spirit animal is different than wear your head as a mask, right?

this is no puss in boots.
although he does have some pretty sweet boots.

toes bloody from stomping grapes. (testicles)

so picture this: it's a 60s era alt/tokyo. you've pissed off the yakuza, so they've set their most lethal assassin after you. his name is big game. and wears a blackened bengal head. like he needed to any scarier than the yakuza's most feared assassin. now what? nothing because you're already dead. although in your final moment, you might be lucky enough to hear his purr as he drinks your blood.

the figure springs from the mind of paul harmon. sculpted by monster5. and made badass because tigers fucking rule. look for him this winter, but he'll probably find you first.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

to the fourth power.

um. sick.
all four fantastic members smashed into one giant munny. i love that it strongly represents each individual, with added depth from the comic panels, but also stands tall as a unified figure. that is no small task. usually things work as one or the other. that's a superpower in itself.

oh, the big boy (20") is still available for sale...
viseone knocked it out. go tell him you think so.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

swamp thing.

being an iphone sort of person, i've ignored this little guy...
android by andrew bell, shot by dead zebra.

but then someone added a little beep boop to the mix...
r2 shot by noah daniel.

and suddenly i'm smitten.
the handy work of james fuller.
simple and beautifully executed.
i love the rough line work and the dagobah detritus.
this is the droid you're looking for.

Friday, May 27, 2011

the unstoppable ink flow.

the man with the golden black pen has been rabidly busy since we last checked in. mr. jonpaulkaiser has taken great strides with his simple color palette, while being completely true to his style. every new piece is a little more refined and a lot more awesome. especially now that he's popped his cherry on some serious pieces of vinyl. there's no room for timid hands when you take a marker to a jaws/paws sculpt. there are few people i would trust with that freedom, and jpk is high on the list.

wrestles with the pain & fury.
i'll see your bald head and raise you a mustache.

he once killed three men and a horse with a single bitch slap.

panda murdering demon boy.
what's with all the giant hands?
don't look him in the eye or he'll turn your pants to shit.

perfectly demented and yet
can't find evil gloves or evil boots to save his life.

roasted by solo.
the only bounty hunter with eyes like a my little pony.

and the han still stands.
the empire will let in any ole nerfherder these days.
[silently wishing there were real stormtroopers]

boba. with trophy krayt dragon skull.
...moments after he escaped the sarlacc.
smelling strongly of gamorrean ball sweat.

ram-man and a tiny spartan hoplite.
helmets for he-man and hera.

warrior pandaimyo.
must have fallen asleep with his coffee mug on this chest.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

color collector.

jimmy tsui owns your shit.
he's the rangeas overlord. the custom conquistador. hue hoarder supreme.
he's the lucky bastard who commissioned maybe the coolest monster ever.
he's also the owner of the waterfall of greatness below.
crayola ain't got nothin on this bitch.
suck it box of 64!

sixteen in the clip and one in the hole.
rangeas is about to make some bodies turn cold.
now they droppin and yellin, it's a tad bit late.
tb and t9g had to regulate.

with a colorful tune to get you in the mood.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

artist spotlight: [ jason freeny ]

we all have guts on the inside. some of us have guts on the outside. [zombies] and thanks to the magic hand of jason freeny, we get to see both. for the past few months, i've been following his incredible sculpts, but never got around to posting them. then the jaws build started appearing... my god is it amazing. jason's smooth, defined style perfectly complements the coarse aesthetic.

but what's really amazing is the amount of work that he puts in to every detail. it's a wicked combination of skill and dedication that makes his pieces so jaw dropping. [npi] i love that his clay is raw. with no paint to hide his mistakes, anything less than perfection would be horribly distracting. he's also clearly got a keen eye for anatomy. there aren't exactly reference books lying around that focus on carebear skeletons. dude's amazing, simple as that.

50% skinned and still standing. and now the shark's a hat.
victory goes to noop.

eviscerated. then viscerated?

we can rebuild him. we have the technology.

teach your children about anatomy. and night terrors!

you can catch all of his new builds here. because he's cool like that.
so cool that he made this video of the magic behind the curtain. rock on.

Monday, May 23, 2011

one bear to rule them all.

i'm calling it a pandolar bear.
now with twice the extinction.

moon boots. pandolar bear.
skull face made of nipples, belly button and belt buckle?
check. check. and check.

this sexy little sketch by ajee is being brought to life in the wonder of three dimensions. in vinyl of course, but also fancied up in porcelain. like a toilet!
i'm not normally one to gravitate towards nudie sculpts, but this feels different. maybe it's the lack of skin tone, or the fact that i'm completely blinded by the wicked awesome bear sculpt. but, i like. fresh and stark like new snow, patiently waiting for the inevitable splatter of blood. eyes open y'all, don't let this duo slip through your fingers. oh, they're/she's called kosplay.

Monday, May 9, 2011

perfectly demonic.

holy shitballs.
this l'amour supreme custom rangeas is so metal it hurts.
we need music accompaniment immediately.

damn. i am jealous as hell of whoever commissioned the little demon.
the colors, the guts, the evil possessed stare. he's perfect.

Friday, May 6, 2011

totally not deadly.

oh bwana... you crazy trippy bastard genius. who else would create a beautiful
art show, entirely sloth-centric? just you sir, just you. and i applaud you for it.
bring on the sloths.

someone needs to put a real sloth in a powerwheels, stat.
i have dollars, youtube... make it happen.

almost... there... by amy ruppel
i wish i looked this good in my school pictures.

dispersed hope by masako miki
head down, ass up. that's the way we like to... chase confetti.

at 3 est today, the rest of those little pink bastards go on sale. here, i think. he's called sloth n moth, and he likes soda. i think i want a little slothy mossy-ass dude for myself. or if you happen to live in portland, stop by grass hut and check out the rest of the show magic.

images stolen from bwana and friends ain't family.

Friday, April 15, 2011

ape attack.

i'm gonna warn you now. this is a shitty post. you can skip the words if you want. the pictures are what really matter, and i didn't even do anything special with them. aren't you lucky. but it's friday, so this is what you get.

this is why i don't do acid.
but, shit, are they beautiful.

they are neo gorillas from ilu ilu.
and i want.

who i just discovered.
pocket-sized for easy transportation.
they're badass and have the belts to prove it.

i got those two little gid fuckers on the end.

come to his fur castle.
get punched.

triangle of ape picture was rudely swiped from plasticxo.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

cough to get off.

you know how when you're sucking on a cough drop and the middle melts
before the edges and it gets really sharp and starts cutting your tongue but
it's so delicious that you can't stop so you end up with a lacerated idiot tongue?
yeah, of course you don't.

that's what this bag full of red jade mongolions is going to do once they're unleashed on the internet tomorrow... cut the internet's tongue, real bad too.

seriously, you better snag one of these sexy beasts quick.
they go on sale 11am pst tomorrow.

Monday, April 4, 2011

the itch.

the itch began where it shan't have been. it spread from child to traveling men.
gentle at first, but quickly raging. they tore off their skin in chunks and shavings.
the country bled, wails of mourning. masses writhing, fits of burning.
fingers pointed, gods defended. one smiled sweetly, undetected.
all because, the pompous prince. had dared to cross, the one true witch.

at least, that's what i saw in these incredible busts from jake waldron.
silicone hand-painted faces and each hair individually placed.
it's incredible, chilling work.
i love the juxtaposition of characters, with the same pained expression.
and somehow, they're still available. get her and him.
amazing jake. just amazing.

Friday, March 25, 2011


it's not not a toy.
there is something wonderfully disturbing about the extreme disregard for anatomy in an anatomical set of nesting dolls. hands clasped in grief over her lack of clothes and a pelvic bone. at least i'm hoping it's a she. always the possibility of a tucked native american gent suffering from testosterone withdrawal. i bet s/he works at the dmv, where his/er coworkers adore her/is savant-like recall of patron saints and his/er ability to eat ritz by the case.

i like it.

and i hope whoever it lives with now passes it on
to his/er second favorite godchild.
you're a good man jason levesque.
excellent work, and thank you for sharing.


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