Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Balloon Cat Flies High

Flying so high, in that pretty blue sky, hunting birds, hunting mice, it's balloon cat and he's all nice.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Friday, May 20, 2011

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Tiba Duzn't Pose


[sic] she kept squirming and trying to look away from the camera, silly dog.

Freedom Wolf


Too long have the sheep oppressed the people with their fuzzy coats and muttony chops. Too long have the ungulates kept the people down. Arise, arise, o animals and follow the wolf who has your best interests at heart. The red avantguarde will bring you freedom and plenty a-plenty, an end to puns and a new beginning, a life of freedom from toil and brotherhood among animals, etc. etc. and many other prophecies as well!

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Thursday, May 12, 2011

A Compleat Hamstrology


Upon the fileventh of Maundsymonth the high-hamstrologist, liver-readers, knuckle-chewers, star-grazers and silt-chuckers gathered in the stormy uplands of the Dirty Wash River to settle once and for all the True and Rightly Compleat disposition of the holy celestial and cthonic signs as first indicated by the First Hamster of Apopodia, the fine and righteous Bobisque von Unterhöppen.

Also, this is just a composite of all the hamstrology pics, for easier viewing :).

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Bird King Preening

He stood upon his royal throne branch, cloak aflutter in the wind, the gleaming crown of dark, burnished saphidian iron upon his brow casting fear and love into the hearts of his featheriferous subjects.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

From the Vaults: Eye Flier


I've decided to start scanning up some of my old things. Here's something from 2004, back when my dislike of our social science faculty was at times quite acute, but not as chronic as now :).

Ivory Infinity

I'm almost tempted to just start captioning the dang things ...

Slovene Sails On

Falling economies be damned,  retarded retired folks' parties be damned, lack of public support be damned, public debt be damned. Our government will sail on with the ship. Onwards, to watery Atlantis, I'll wager.

Thursday, May 5, 2011


This symbol is called a triquetra. Isn't that a cool name for three interlocking curves and a circle?

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Time to move? Tumblr or Posterous?

Good old Prekomorec here at Blogger seems to be getting a bit ... behind the times. Dunno, it just doesn't look as pretty as some of the things to be seen at Tumblr and Posterous, so I'm going to be trialling those two platforms over the next few days.

So far Posterous definitely seems much simpler, but some of the Tumblr blogs and social features seem prettier. We'll see, we'll see.

Update 1: 04.05.2011 ~> for now Posterous is looking much simpler, plus it lets viewers see full size images.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

How A T-shirt Design Gets Made - pt. 1

A heptagram, double paths, different stroke thicknesses.
The overlaps marked in green are going to be doubled, stroked, etc.
Overlaps, can't have too many overlaps in this occulty stuff.
This is now just 4 main layers of stuff, 2 red and 2 black.
The circle turns it from a heptagram to a heptacle.
Now to add a bit more stuff to the middle ...
And more overlaps for the pentagram.
Adjusted the line thicknesses and now it's a pentacle in a heptacle.
Going for a Slayer feel with this one, hand-lettered on a computer,
but I see I'm gonna have to modify the Ms and Ns a bit.
Or maybe the full version is just too crowded. Time to sleep on it.

Hugster T-shirts!

Yay, my first T-shirt is up at Cultera! :D

C-Beams in the Dark of HAL

Freedoms is like that ... you feel like you can't do without it, until you realize it's actually air, water and food you can't do without. Actually, there's a whole lot of things in life we think are absolutely indispensable, until the moment the vast cosmick gulf of infinity starts jamming it's frigid fingers down into our lungs and reminding us that time and air are running out, like sand off the sand-falls of Alpha Orionis e.

Monday, May 2, 2011

Shot Through the Head

Bon Jovi is like a latter-day Nostradamus, almost-but-not-quite foretelling Osama's reported death by headshot.

"An angel's smile is what you sell
you promise me heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love, got a hold on me
when passion's a prison, you can't break free

You're a loaded gun
yeah, whoa...
There's nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done"