Showing posts with label gosho. Show all posts
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Monday, August 31, 2009

artist spotlight: [ leecifer ]


leecifer must be a robot, or an insomniac. or maybe just has a basement full of chimps with paintbrushes. the amount of quality work this man produces is seriously impressive. known for his scratchy colorful characters, he adds an impressive amount of depth to even the largest desolate plain of vinyl.

none of his pieces ever feel like a pattern plastered over the next face in line. they are all quite comfortable in their second skin. many transcending their original lot in life to join the ranks of figures with a story to tell, or at least a badass paint job.

i got one magic brew left. let's get down to business.


just a dirty musky koi from the bottom of the lake.
i dub thee, gilly.


the rebel secret base has skull bee yoda for protection.
not as cuddly am i, eh?
[must be done in yoda voice]


for the super7 anniversary lucky bags, leec whipped out
a killer series of galactic mummy boys. i love the gilded nubs.

boba the destroyer
yar. he blasted off me blaster hand.


community outreach trooper with child friendly helmet.
got a couple of right guard power crystals in your pit bud.


darth mauled.
auditioning for broadway.


it's disneyland wookie drew.
who doesn't want a little bacca puppy?


c-3po's golden years...
...when he starts hanging out with bender and pounding brewskis.


just a little red skull dokuwashi.
arbeit macht eine bitchin paint job.


oompa blasted sunguts caveman.
so that's what they grow up to be.
wonka ran a child labor sweat shop.


salari ika loungin'
"come fly with me, and watch me eat your brain..."


born under a good sign...
for kickin ass.


gosho's been franken berried.
strawberry steampunk is delicious.


poppa squirm was who really ate the smurfs.
i smurfing smurfed the smurf outta that smurf.


dcto with severe frostbite.
giving the soul-freezing doe eyes.


sabertooth snow dunny is always welcome in the land of frost.
although that tartar is nothing to laugh about.


super superheroes.
here to save your ass and terrify your children.


chorus line.
charlie brown and the great pumpkin finally found their calling.

i never realized that nearly every one of leecifer's customs is looking up. really, look for yourself. except for the albino snow dunny...
he stares right into your frigid heart.

keep bringing it lee, it's nice to have a man with a plan in the game.
if you want to get your hands on one of his little treasures, tell him.
and if you want to see all of his other work, go here.

all pics from the man himself.

Monday, July 13, 2009

artist spotlight: [ chris ryniak ]


chris ryniak will destroy you. or at least your mind.
this man has built quite a name for himself with his 
nightmare fuel paintings.
but here i want to focus on only his custom vinyl. 
which will also destroy you.

nothing is safe when he gets his hands on it. 
piercing glares, corroded teeth, orifices, bone stubs and scars... 
all add up to something quite beautifully disturbing. 

hi-fructose did a fantastic interview 
with chris about his sculpture process.
make sure you read it as well. 
you know, since they actually spoke to him.

this was a gosho until someone fed it after midnight.
how can you go wrong with tiny tusks and a skin mask?
get me a spoon. that stew looks killer.


this slice of skin is actually a plush
and is not actually stuffed with children's nail clippings. 
i hope.


a yoka from the other side.
those nubby clubs look naked without a thick sheen of fresh viscera...


stony bone growth and a butthole? you win mr. ryniak.


a tastier pic of the yoka's disease and rhino skin.


smile. you now won't sleep for a week.

chris doesn't do too many customs, but makes up for it by absolutely killing it every time. if you happen to be lucky enough to own one of his pieces. consider yourself awesome. 


the stance of a champion.

lucky for all of us, chris has begun to explore the world of multiple figures. he's already released muscamoot, which I showed earlier and right above. if you don't have one of these little choads, don't fret. there are more colorways coming. the next drops at sdcc.

and now he's got a collaboration piece 
in the works with jonathan bergeron...
at the gardens of misfortune show this month.

the turd has tentacles!


it's getting good. 
good thing you know.

all the sticky pics of chris' customs courtesy of his flickr.
his paintings are here.
his thoughts are here.
visit them. 

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