Happy Holidaze

From the ice laden lands of the north, F.O.R.C.E.S. Unlimited would like to wish you a healthy, wealthy walk into the Occidental new year. From our secret base up here, in the arctic circle, we care not for the categorically mundane passing of time. While we are at it, we don't care about the cross country collaborative sketchbook anymore. So here is a new offering from F.O.R.C.E.S. artist Richard Tuggz. A tribute to our frozen fortress of forthright fortitude.

SPACE FREIGHTERS: Part XIII

A multipurpose clearing, a hub for the trafficking of ideas, life forms, goods and services. In the future you might see two UPS shuttles parked here, their drivers taking a break together.

SPACE FREIGHTERS: PART XII

The FORCES team has really come alive with this spread, boyles & goyles! It's inevitable that some collaborations lose their wings and take a nose-dive, but every now and then, be it as small as a great handshake, or as titanic as the Pyramids at Giza, the cosmos will sometimes offer us a small respite on a harmonious woven hammock, maybe even between two palm trees that weirdly share a root system, and you don't ever want to get up out of that hammock, but you must, because if you don't you will fall asleep, and possibly be attacked by the Chartruvian Blood-Curdler, or back pains that take forever to go away--O! we just start to write run-on sentences when we gets excited, yes we does! Imagine yourself as an underdog plopped down into a harsh landscape where even sagebrush is afraid to grow. Then imagine being attacked by a huge, ugly brute. Now imagine the relief you might feel after separating this brute's head from it's body. Ahhhhhh...

SPACE FREIGHTERS: Part XI

Sleeping outside of a shipping warehouse on another planet is a risky move.

SPACE FREIGHTERS: Part X

We hate to see this, folks. Once again violence has sneaked into the intergalactic import/export world like a snake. Its body resembles the plot of James Cameron's "Avatar," long and thin. Its fangs resemble the maddening forces that separates our eyelids in the morning. Its brain resembles a shriveled up pea. In any event we here at FORCES, Unltd. don't like to play the blame game. It is not for us to decide who here is in the wrong, and who here is in the right. Instead we choose to scold both parties. So, spacemen and and space monster, consider this a summons to the mortification ritual. You have been very bad.

SPACE FREIGHTERS: Part IX

Keyholes seem to have two purposes in this multi-verse, to keep you out, and to suck you in. Tests have shown that the amount of gravity held within keyholes is similar to the distribution of weight between any stone in any arch and it's respective keystone. Either way one might decide to slice it, the person peering through this keyhole is wondering one thing: What is happening in this room? The possible follow-up questions are infinite. What is my wife doing with that hideous creature? Should I run away? What is to be expected of me if I am caught? Creatures of Earth, unite against the keyhole's tyranny! Shrug off their power over your mind!

SPACE FREIGHTERS: Part VIII

SPACE FREIGHTERS: Part VII

The artists here at F.O.R.C.E.S. have become somewhat spare in their depictions of the psychedelic realities of the intergalactic trading field. I just want to know how anyone would go about fitting that huge container in that moderately sized room.

SPACE FREIGHTERS: Part VI

Using natural occurrences for one's own good is what the intelligent species of the universe are known for. One can be towed by a miles-wide sail using only the raw winds that a star emits; the startup is awfully slow, but cruising on free fuel sure makes the boys in accounting happy. Two can use strips of lead paint to attract the void-lamprey to clean the outside of their ship; just a few swatches and these little space worms save millions in re-paneling. Three would find their self looking at a picture like the one you see below. Using the natural bacteria-like decay of the Aether to open up pathways for all purposes; think of the money you could save!

SPACE FREIGHTERS: Part V

SPACE FREIGHTERS: Part IV

Breaking through the barriers of the third dimension can really tire a person out, especially when it is a part of the job description. In today's FORCES, Unlimited cross country collaborative book the team offers us a snapshot of the Space Freighter's work day over a span of the mind melted between physical unreality and a controlled fit of psychedelic normalcy.

SPACE FREIGHTERS: Part III

A lone trade scout punches through the mists of the void.

SPACE FREIGHTERS: part II

Delivering goods that the native people do not want. Would this be called delivering bads?

SPACE FREIGHTERS: Shipments to Beyond

They are back. Yes, FORCES, Unlimited has teamed up to do yet another cross-country collaborative sketch book. Although the format remains the same, some differences are apparent. For one, it seems like we are going to be seeing a little less color this time around. For two: the artists have chosen a theme and a title. The theme: space freighters, shipments to beyond. The title: "Space Freighters: Shipments to Beyond." Indeed, even fromthe first page one can gather that the title is accurate. Stay tuned as Scott Rideout, Alana Ponui, Richard Tuggz, and Millie Cindzer explore the awesome, the mundane, the bizarre, the bewildering life of beings that ship to beyond the boundaries of space and time.

Until Then

We are delighted to show a teaser piece by Scott Rideout, sent from the gray folds to get us wondering, "Where is the Galer Dimension, and what are the Commons? Do these places affect our world?" The answer to the third question is yes, but only if you are aware that they do. The answer to the first and second question is I wont tell you. You will just have to open up the book "Ordinary Tales" when it arrives on the shelves. Watch out for soon we start posting the second FORCES, Unltd. Mailabout Collabo-Book, I say forsooth!

AND...

We're back! Well, almost back, that is. Stay tuned for the much anticipated return of the collaborated sketchbook between FORCES Unltd. artists, Rideout, Tuggz, Ponui, and Cindzer. We are expecting a more unified theme and more developed mindmelding. Strap yourself in and await the countdown!

The Fotunes of the Fold Await You

A tear in the thin air is waiting at the top of the third highest mountain. Climb on through and see what the next side of reality has in store for you. We anxiously await your arrival.

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THE SOURCE OF FORCE

Well, it's happening again. FORCES Unltd. is taking a visual vacation for a little while. Sad to say that it takes more time for these lazy bum artists to create work than it does for a lazy bum computer (that was programmed to write blog posts) to write blog posts. As a single tear trickles down this cybercheek, we here bid you adieu. And as an adieu we give you these clips to remember us by:
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THE DAWNING OF THE CLOAK OF LIGHT

Here is a new offering from FORCES member, Scott Rideout, a painting that he made for the cover of the new GENESIS CLIMBER double LP record. His motives were fairly clear, seeing as how he is in the band.

EXCITING NEW OFFER

For just one month FORCES, Unltd. is offering something that is exciting, and new: anybody who gets one of the following images tattooed on their forehead will receive a full reimbursement for the cost of the tattoo and a stern talking-to about wasting money! Just send a low resolution JPEG file showing your new body art and we will deliver a check and a didactic lecture right to your door!

Offer starts on May 1st, 2010

Vacation

There is a place that we cannot begin to understand with our human brains. The fabric of its matter is comprised of protoplasm to be manipulated however the denizens see fit. In this pocket of reality energy can be created, or destroyed. One might ask why two beings would fight in such a limitless environment. The answer is this, there is nothing else to do. You all must know that feeling, living in the post-post-modern age, with nothing to look forward to. These beings have nothing besides the piddling rules that they design for themselves.

Drawings Don't Have To Look Real

This is one of the drawings that Scott Rideout made as a present for his friend's fashion blog. It's pretty obvious whats going on here, don't you think?

HEAD FOR HIGHER GROUND

Here we have a sketch from Millie Cindzer's youth. It really takes a delicate touch to describe a home break-in. The question that is perhaps on all of our minds is, why would someone break into this house? There doesn't seem to be anything of value in it, and the figure pictured doesn't seem to have VIP status. Who can say for sure why people do the things they do. Thirteen Year Old To Climb Mount Everest. Why? Nebraska Law Sets Limits On Abortion. Why? Man Eats Dogs Fur Every Winter. Why?

This Man Can Travel Through Time!

We all wish that we had this ability, but the man pictured would tell you that traveling through time is no picnic! That's right, imagine melting your body down to it's most basic structure just to go back and stare at a lost loved one through binoculars. Richard Tuggz brings us this sketch of a man who can travel through time, but wishes that he couldn't.

For Everyday Use

Does it smell in here or what? Scott Rideout recently made this drawing for a stand-up comedy show poster. Very sophisticated, Scott, we are all very proud of you.

Power is something that everybody wants or has, or has but still wants. The key to finding power in our current reality is not held in objects, but in the mind and it's memorable physical progeny. However, it is very clear that in the peripheral realities that reveal themselves in glimpses--or not at all--power IS contained in objects and if you can find those objects, you have a varying degree of power over your surroundings. Power to do as you please whether it be good, evil, or neutral. If you find yourself requiring a powerful object, and you exist in our current reality, fear not! Objects of power really do exist.

FORCES, Unlimited Presents It to YOU

Well, we're back to normal now, and to kick off our normalcy we give you this collage made by Alana Ponui for the band Genesis Climber. Hope you are all doing swell as a bell.

Close Encounters of the Turd Kind

And at last we arrive. The entire outfit would like to express the deepest volume of apology for taking so long to post this. This, the very last pages of the large, but small, small, but large FORCES,-Unlimited-Mail-Away-Two-Color-Book-Collaboration. Maybe this is evidence that our lug nuts aren't tightened enough, or that our computers need more RAM. But that does not change the fact that we have enjoyed your continuing support along the way. Each email we get is a testament to the complex nature of the human animal. And now some relaxing music: Below you will find an ordinary Starjumper supply ship that was supposed to rendezvous with the Olympian Gait-Runner science team outside of the Horse Head Nebula. But circumstances have changed as they often do in real life.

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Stay tuned for more from the faboo FORCES, Unlimited team!

Deep Water

The Northern Hemisphere is warming up again. Everybody is molting and there is nothing that anybody should want to do about it. But be warned that the refreshment location that you are rushing to might be of dubious nature.
Pgs. 38 & 39

Which One Do I Shoot?

Sometimes just when we have hit the bottom and are trapped in a gooey mire, we are visited by an agent of providence. In a simple form, picture yourself floating through the atmosphere. You have just leaped from a large rock. The thrill has deflated your lungs and your heart is beating like a conga drum. But ho! Now you are surrounded by water and you are in sore need of oxygen. Without our knowing it, our mind and the laws of our cosmos unite to send us on our way, surface bound. Agents of destruction and agents of nourishment fight an endless battle. There will always be instances of treachery and crossing-over, on both sides. Crossing, double crossing, even triple crossing. For example, take the case of the St. Gregory's nurse who held a .22 to an infant's throat demanding that all medication and flammable equipment be burned immediately. Or the case of the Army General who dropped out of life and now spends his days slipping fake dollar bills under windsheild wipers. Now you are traveling through a present-day city toward a friendly environment. Our roads are ever-crumbling, and scattered with flattened birds and 'coney island whitefish'. Watch where you step because your host might have nice clean floors.
Pgs. 36 & 37

An Almost Empty Room

Pgs. 34 & 35

Spa vs. Spa

We are almost all the way through this book, the collaborative efforts of which have been spoken of before. Will there be any resolution? Will there be any climax?
pgs. 32 & 33

PS: Inspired by Ponui's drive to create a new book (see last post) Richard Tuggz is murmuring about making a book entitled "Colonel Courteous." Details are unclear and unwanted by some of the members of FORCES, Unltd.

Armored Advances

Confused about what is going on? Visit this link to get the skinny on the digi-pics you have been seeing. And now a question: have you ever really looked inside of yourself? Yes? What did you see? To tell you the truth, your answer is hard to believe. But while we are all thinking on these big, big ideas who is to say that you aren't full to the brim with the universe's flotsam or the microverse's jetsam? All of these answers will be in Alana Ponui's new book "Sergeant Surgical" coming out in September 2011. The idea for the project was sparked by contributing to the sketch that you see before you, and now she is living in Sherman, Tennessee working on the contents of the book.
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Learn Self-Defense

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End In Sight

Welcome back to Earth, everybody just settle down now. We had a raucous and rare romp to celebrate our newly arrived at milestone. After returning to our home planets we find ourselves changed, and yet unchanged. Still in the midst of the collaborative efforts of Tuggz, Cindzer, Ponui, and Rideout, we've ended up at some sort of climax. Attached to these pages was a post-it note that read: "inspired by the playing card museum..."
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A Celebration

Come one, come all! Join FORCES, Unltd. in celebrating our Fiftieth Post! Here at the FORCES HQ we are all pleased as punch that the blog alone is still attracting new visitors every day. We would like to thank each and every one of you out there for your letters and emails. We have been toying with the idea of installing a hotline that could be called at anytime, day or night. Imagine actually talking to someone about the internet!!! But that is all hidden within the folds of the future. How fitting that for our fiftieth post we have a one-pager of a genuine meal from the Collabo-Book. Get your copy of the book when it hits the shelves on June 4th!
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Some fights seem to last an eternity, and others seem swift. They are not always necessary, or engaging for an outside observer. These pages you see before you might or might not fit the preceding descriptions.
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When Your Weird Is Up

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The Dells

These two pages seem to be disparate in subject matter, but the artists wrote a note recommending that they stay together on the blog. In fact they went so far as to tape their entire written correspondence about this spread into the back of the book:

p. 16--what is this blob all about? --MC
I'm pretty sure its phosphorescent film over a lake. parasites maybe? feeding on recreational hotspots? --Rich
page 17--i put these parasites under a slide. turns out they are actually tiny slides. but who will go down them?--sco-ri
pg 16--i got there after the party had already left --MC
no one has respect [sic] these days--Pon
i think this spread looks finished to me --Rich
Right, FORCES, KEEP THESE PAGES TOGETHER --Ponui, scott, Rich, MC

So here we are. we have arrived at the scene of a vulgar party, but alas too late.

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Goals

Laughter is rare when you are by yourself. When is the last time you had a good laugh while walking down a deserted street, or in your room when you are sure nobody can hear you? When you laugh in the company of others, how can you be sure that they are not leeching off of your power of enjoyment? Pure, untouched laughter will someday be impossible to generate. Let it be your goal today to horde your laughter.
pg. 14 &15

Taking Care of Business

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A Beautiful Livingroom Set

The typical size of an animal cell is ten micrometers, but the largest known animal cell is the unfertilized ostrich egg. As a huge moving planet, one challenge that presents itself everyday is the star that we call The Sun. Out of the dry brush of the cosmos it springs like a leathery, venomous desert snake. Every living organism on the planet must learn to deal with this enemy as we are all practically neighbors. The inconsistencies of the world hold the key to our successful battle against this star.
pgs. 10 & 11

Room #1

There is no conclusive evidence to show that this drawing is/isn't a collaboration. The four artists say nary a word, nay, nay, they refuse outright to comment. But the fact remains that this is a drawing. A drawing of an interior. The location doesn't seem to matter. The context in which it was drawn doesn't seem to matter much either. What also doesn't matter is that this is the first interior in the collaboration booklet and it led to more and more. Watch out interior fans! There is more to come! right here!
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Russian Castle

This troop of weirdos is running out of time and space. Will they survive each others' incessant sputtering? Will they become injured in soul as well as body? will they even make it to the bottom?
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Gray Skies Are Going to Clear Up

Millie Cindzer was a driving force behind this drawing. It seems like her time spent working in the wilderness will always be sending rent checks to some part of her brain. Alana said that when she received the book for the second time there was a post-it note on this page that read, "Can you beleive that I once saw this scene in real life? It was the same day that I broke my ankle in the shower! 1978... -Millie" Then Alana drew all over it like the cat who sits on the book you're trying to read. The wilderness of the world is small, praise be to the wilderness of the mind.
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THANK YOU FOR COMING

Well, finally we have some new material from these artists, four. Allow yourself to know about this new collaboration: Tuggz, Ponui, Cindzer, and Rideout passed a 3.5" X 5" book between each other and were allowed to use a mechanical pencil and one color. They mailed it back and forth and the next string of posts will show the results. The pages will turn as directed by artists, chronologically and showing only what is necessary. Here are the first two pages:
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I am pleased to say that in almost a week FORCES, Unltd. will be back in regular action with an exciting new collaboration between all of the artists. So look for us then, you Lords Of The Real World!

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A Trip Through Time

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2. A beach with nobody on it
3. A pinched feeling on the left elbow and earlobes
4. Feeling nauseated
5. A teenager under the influence heckles you from up close

A POPULAR FAMILY

Here is another one from Scott Rideout. I know, I know, you're thinking, "What about the the other artists?" And now that it has come to the board's attention that you are asking that question we will make an effort to prod each other until Tuggz, Cindzer, and Ponui produce some more work. But can you really prod an artist and expect them to make something that is worth anyone's time? The answer is probably no. So instead we are changing the format of this blog (DON'T WORRY!!!! it will only be for about a month{{not long at all}} and then we will settle in to our normal zig and zag) into a more stripped down version of imaginary reality. Think of it as an imaginary vacation from fantasy. This will free up some of the artists' time to make some hi-def work. But enough of that, what of today? Here is a vision of the Simpon's household that you don't see every time you turn on the TV. I hope they are all okay, Homer always made me laugh. On an unrelated note, if you ever see this painting in "real life" PLEASE contact us! It was given to someone on temporary loan and now it is nowhere to be found.

A SORRY START

On the first day of 2010 we have suffered a most egregious attack. As a whole, our species has always been its own arch-rival above any other. Up until today. They have come from the skies and they have produced no excuse for their acts of violence. The most popular theological conjecture is that they have come to harvest our souls. Some think they are here to punish us. Inexplicably, with each human life lost, one of them disappears. Is it any consolation at all? Many people think not.