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.

huzzah!

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.

frank.

the false friends are here to terrorize your neighborhood. coarsetoys will release them on december 10th for 24 hours and then officially in january. it's noop and paw totally krossed out. only 200 of the tag team will live in milky bliss.

grrr.

once again, with some of the greatest packaging for anything. period.

really digging the bunny suit.

paw's t-bone body? not so much.

where'd the superhero physique go?

they do have pretty killer glares though.

not sold separately. to my dismay.

13" tall and only $4,400 hong kong dollars.

don't convert that. it'll make you sad.

i want this variant/custom. it just makes too much sense.

grey up that bunny suit, give him an attachable mask.

and turn paw into a demon. sold.

the new noop head rocks. as does the paw head. and if you could swap them back and forth i would be all over it. but as it stands, incredible packaging and one of two figures floating my boat isn't enough for me. this time.

there will undoubtedly be other colors. possibly even the ashley wood 3A / coarsetoys collaboration built on this platform. so stay tuned.

frank the bunny pic by dearsomeone

sentinels.

two months ago i covered the giants of vinyl. tiny little man-sized toys in comparison to these super-behemoths. it's a battle of the asias to see who can build the biggest fucking robot possible, with the south koreans going for the gold. watch for kim jong to try and sweep the leg of their ungodly large taekwon v.

but first up is the 59ft gundam. he lives lived in tokyo until the end of august. even more sweet pics of him here.

kamikazechocobo

59ft of robogasm.

pink tenticle

he will beat up your christmas tree.

japanese kids are lucky little bastards. it's got lights and smoke!

i had a robot once with lights and smoke,

he couldn't take down a chipmunk.

the 60ft tall tetsujin. also in japan. this time in kobe... mmmm beef.

he goes on permanent display this month.

a giant kinder egg with judo chop skills. sweet.

defender of your apartment complex parking lot!

bluejeans25

tetsujin x pixie x coarsetoys paw x much cooler than tetsujin

the 364ft taekwon v at robot land south korea. ho.ly. shit. do you realize how big that is? that's like 4 at-ats stacked on top of each other, with another legless dachshund at-at on top. megahuge. being built now, and set to open in 2012. coincidentally the year the world is supposed to end... maybe it's because of this guy.

the statue of liberty can suck it.

this is the statue of win.

blue.tengu

he even dominates toy trains.

our last giant robot is of course the king of pop. this is only a 30 footer, but the mad genius had plans for a desert-wandering 50 foot nightmare. sounds like a burning man massacre to me.

sjors provoost

sculpted back when he was still human.

sven

patiently waiting for someone to build him a giant astro boy companion.

with the exception of mr. jackson, i love that these monsters are real. they have incredible power. not just to destroy planets and large attacking spacecraft, but to put the future back up on the pedestal where it belongs. people are cynical as ever about the state of the world, myself included. it's things like this that bring back a little awe and excitement, especially for kids. this is crucially important. kids (and adults) need to be inspired. to think that anything is possible.

this is the future we want. we may not have flying cars and jetpacks,

but we do have giant ass robots.

is that neon in your eye?

the fantastical photographs of zincsaucier442

i'm particularly floored by the stark contrasts and

the delightfully non-cheesy things he does with a black light.

secretbase x usugrow rebel ink

you'd shit at the horrors under my bandanna.

super7 x l'amour surpreme mongolion

ate a bass boat this morning. ever since, i've had this lovely sparkle.

t9g x tim biskup rangeas

been out drinkin liquid metal.

zigo

watching the children boil...

t9g x tim biskup rangeas

watch out ladies, these tips are freshly frosted.

rumble monsters x lash bop dragon

i'm thinking of a number between 1 and 10.

wrong, it was 9. now i eat you.

t9g x tim biskup rangeas

off to audition for where the wild things are.

kaijin musyubel x 2

tweedle dee and tweedle awesomer.

sworn to silence

coarsetoys jaws

the calm before the storm...

coarsetoys paw [blackout : pain : rainbow]

caught red, gold and rainbow-handed

coarsetoys pain

sad because he's out of muscle milk.

secretbase x usugrow salvation ink

these wings will never burn out.

beautiful work sir.

get his latest on twitter.

of the crop.

a store?

that sells adidas?

das ist eine blurry Mark.

a store that sells adidas that also digs coarse?

really really digs coarse?

holy shit.

a coarse store not in hong kong!

actually it's in deutschland. ass.

shit...

lucky germans.

enjoy your badass store full of magic and wonder.

i'll be sitting here waiting for the easter bunny to bring one to detroit.

saint cream just opened.

coarse | adidas originals | vans | vans vault | sixpack france

the hundreds | kidrobot | adfunture | muttpop | jason markk

artist spotlight: [ motorbot ]

the man behind the curtain could not have chosen a more fitting name. just fill with fuel [coffee, redbull... insert drug of choice here] and stand back. motorbot has been pumping out top quality customs for some time now. his seemingly tireless work ethic is only trumped by his wide range of abilities. there may not be a more versatile customizer on the planet.

deep in the heart of texas, the motor is always running strong.

bone, metal, wood, muscle.

he's the captain planet of elemental techniques.

the godfather would have been so much better

if the horse's head had a skinned gnome strapped to its base.

real men wear armored skirts with their ferragamos

metal horse head from hell?

looks like the little man is auditioning for gwar.

what's with the sour face?

nothing better than a midget skull that can chase you.

if the neth entered the matrix

retro krang still loves turtle soup

my childhood collides into my adulthood and a companion is born.

destro's going on the barry gibb talk show

to pimp his crazy cool medallion.

this bulldog of a maw ate a mutt

a rhinos butthole is terrifying

even when it doesn't have 30 rows of teeth.

the stitch disney hides in the basement to "handle" lost children

who doesn't love a cuddly woodchipper?

the paw with brass knuckles

when easter met bike week.

crappy cat goes to prep school

...and bangs every cheerleader they have

madl-tie-fighter-pilot-sweet

he eats the force for breakfast.

i might be possessed with star wars

if looks could kill... vader'd be two uzis

mummy only needs his cleopatra

you know the egyptians invented atari right?

the yoka king of testicles with teeth

he laughs at his own lack of a throat

the armored sug arrives home. after months of training and rehabilitation, the raw mutant is strong enough to walk outside. he is fantastic in person. a roughed up titanium shell with freshly skinned appendages, he's not to be fucked with.

surveying his scorched kingdom

he's not so good at winking

walking on raw muscle's gotta hurt, maybe i'll get him a flip flop

awkward as two middle schoolers at their first dance

thanks to the motor for a fantastic piece in my collection. he will watch intensely over his haz-mat suited brethren. i have dubbed him "iron fist." his cauldron of a potbelly will be a centerpiece for years to come.

this is just barely scratching the surface of what the motor has burned out. you have to check his flickr to really see the depth of what he's accomplished. don't lean over too far though, it's a deep chasm. the man has mentioned slowing down his custom projects to focus on some more of his own originals. so if you want in the club, you better do it soon.

for the latest on all his fury, follow him on twitter. seriously. you get sneak peeks at stuff like a custom muscamoot...

all pics are from the man himself. except for the armored sug, those are mine.