Get it? Aliens in an elevator.
We throw phrases around, willy-nilly, without giving much thought to their other meanings. Well, here’s my take on ‘Illegal Alien’.
It’s a simple message, folks. Wear a mask! Happy Halloween.
It’s amazing how my mind works. Just imagine coming all the way to Earth from some far-off constellation like Alpha Centuri, Auriga, or Taurus, starting the shuttle to head down to the surface for a star-lit picnic with your sweetheart, only to realize that neither of you has brought the vittles!
Are you there?
An homage, obviously, to the inestimable E.T.
We usually think of Alien Abduction as them taking us, but what if it was the other way round?
There were times, once in a blue moon, when I actually made my therapist laugh. Although, it is possible he was being polite.
If you’re an alien and you’re going to go to the trouble of visiting Earth, you should make sure you try everything at least once.
I tried to picture the vices that aliens would have. Surely kerdoodles aren’t the only ones looking for an edge.
Surely, even aliens have a pay day. Or do you suppose they fly all over the universe, gathering, abducting, experimenting and probing for free? I like to think they are among us, and they need somewhere to deposit their pay.
Sometimes I find myself inspired. This was one of those times.
Some of my idea-rs are simple but in the execution they become somewhat Brueghel-esque. The process is simple: I scan the tableau I’ve created, and I ask, what do I need in that gap? The answer sometimes surprises even me. Suffice it to say that no matter what I come up with, there’s a story being told. The challenge for you, dear reader, is to figure out what that story is.