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.

karma chameleons.

i went to toy karma.

it was like willy wonka's factory. colorful. bizarre. dangerous?

a lot of fantastically detailed work by some toy-lovin fools.

respect the bear steed.

bring on the panthor variants...

looks like dinner for the zag...

but you don't mess with the clawed creamsicle.

invisible prey is scared shitless.

candy-coated stoners.

waiting for his kiss.

blasted in the ass by the mongler sherman.

like pompeii...

...with godzilla.

you can still buy a decent number of these guys. they're all very anxious to take over your shelves. support the artists and shops that make sweet things like this melt in your mouth.

toy karma iii is two years away... what are you going to create?

all pics came off my shitty iphone camera.

bucket of fish heads.

in honor of toy karma 2 opening this weekend at rotofugi, i'm showcasing all the custom muscamoot smelliness you can handle. for anyone who doesn't already know, toy karma is an art exhibit curated by mark nagata all inspired by classic japanese toys. six different muskys will be on display, and some are still available if you hurry. so all you chicago-inos, now you know what to do with your weekend.

battlecat/cringer by steve seeley

brilliant. but needs more armored saddle.

koi by leecifer

koi's got a thing for battlecat... checking out the undercarriage.

by dead presidents

panic is acceptable when your bruise grows lips.

spawningfrenzy by paulkaiju

been spawning with a cheap louis v bag...

by dead presidents

looks like something i puked up at a carnival when i was 7.

...in a good way.

gasparilla by chris ryniak

jackpot: pink gills. eye stalks. juicy claws.

dinner is served.

you should probably put a coaster under that...

not part of the show, but too good to pass up.

by motorbot

meat grinder in a green whale head.

piranhas ain't got shit.

albino by nebulon5

this is what vampires look like when they're born.

right before they're eaten by werewolves.

toy karma opens at 7pm on saturday.

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.

crappy le cat

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..."

stomped.

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.