New ORIGIN: What can we say, it’s all there. Recycling is a hobby of ours. Those bear heads deserved their own little story, and if you turn that elephant and cat combination upside down, the original bear should still be there, clear as day. You might be wondering what swans have to do with anything. […]
SWINGING KATANAS TO BEHEAD BEARS. Read More »
ORIGIN: Corcho connected the dots and got an aloof cat turning its back to everything and everyone. Grendel got a prince lonelier than the moon waiting for his first kiss. And the rest is history. It’s too late for ladders, and anyway I prefer train tracks. I would rather cloud the moon and the stars.
AN ALOOF CAT, A LITTLE PRINCE AND AN UNASKED FOR LADDER TO THE MOON. Read More »
ORIGIN: What can we say? The cat got our tongue, and we threw it in a tulip. It should have been a perfect fit, but we have yet to hear an apology. Do you know why cats steal tongues? It’s because they only have 2 ears. Every cat dreams of becoming a tulip, but the
ORIGINS: When the Brush speaks, we listen. It’s the same pair of windows over and over again. But the panda bear was there, and we went with the flow. Or, in this case, the stains of rain on the wall. Middle Child: There is no happily-ever-after. There is no picture-perfect home. There are only panda
PANDA BEARS, OWLS, CATS AND FLOWERS IN BALCONIES. Read More »
ORIGINS: There are biscuits in the original series. And since we have already established that ballerinas go with wolves, we couldn’t resist. Look at the snouts of those wolves. If those aren’t ballerinas in straw dresses hugging them tight, we don’t know what else they could be. The moon doesn’t bring out the wolf in
Of snouts and hugs. Read More »
Ratón que no sabe más que un horado presto es cazado. According to this saying, it’s difficult to avoid danger if you only have one thing to fall back on. We had heard before that some rats only know one escape route, but the saying doesn’t mention the path, only the hole in the
Rivalry and a hole in the wall. Read More »
ORIGINS: Remember the Moon Bites? We were looking for a little bit of magic. Maybe not a kiss under the moonlight, but certainly one that would drown every other noise out. Sometimes while I kiss you I like to pretend that I am vanishing into you. You are not thin air, but neither am I
Cats are divine. Cats are indifferent. We wanted to see what the first contact with the world would be, of that which is left when the Cat takes its shadow elsewhere.