Infinite Hair

There was a time when I enjoyed Infinite Hair, many century’s in your future and many century’s in my past. I would windmill my infinite hair throughout this Universe, wrapping never ending coils of its magnificent shiny locks around expanses of black matter and stretching is brilliance between black holes.  Head banging to the rhythms of pulsars and nothingness.

Acid Springs

This photo is from our last company picnic to the Acid Springs of Astroid System Seven.  What a trip!

Polygonal Wastelands

Polygonal Wastelands; poly garbage dump site.  Total polygoners digital wastoids.

CG Overlords. Quick and Dirty; Bling Bling Shine Shine.