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Don't you just love it when electronic colleagues get together in real life? Richard Tuggz recently visited Scott Rideout in Oakland, CA, where they conducted a test. A test of wits and fits. Of muster and bluster. Of cream and creme. A most certainly juvenile examination of what would happen if Richard drew Scott once every half hour during a ritual psychotropic dance. It may be shocking to those of you out there who have never seen Scott Rideout's face, or those of you that are shocked by shades of brown. This is an eleven drawing series. Hope you enjoy!


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"Neneh Cherry and the Buffalo Stance Feeling"

A foldout image found inside the chapbook. Image by Scott Rideout. Poems written by C. S. Ward. can be bought at Fortunes Find Press

Can I Borrow a Feeling? (UPd8ed)

UPDATE
FORCES, Unltd. has received purchasing information from Alexis Arcaro, a good friend, a fellow groover, and the publisher of "Neneh Cherry and the Buffalo Stance Feeling." In order to place your order for a copy, (or millions of copies,) simply click on this link: Fortunes Find Press, and then have a dandy day, and be sure to spread joy. The chapbook should be available in a couple weeks time from now.
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Another illustration for the chapbook "Neneh Cherry and the Buffalo Stance Feeling," by C. S. Ward. FORCES artist, Scott Rideout, drew this in a room on top of a huge overturned black monolith. You may be wondering if this is tall tale, or dry snail, but the truth is that it is neither. Thanks for stopping by!

PONTIFIC8 or ANNIHIL8, Just Don't Be L8

The next three posts will focus on Scott Rideout's artwork for the chapbook, "Neneh Cherry and the Buffalo Stance Feeling" by poet, C. S. Ward. Shown here is the cover image. As soon as purchasing information is available, it will be posted just for you, but only if you are the type of person that goes bananas over poetry that will get into your brain, and do some dusting and mopping. Ward definitely penned some gems for this chappy. Let it be known to the world that you want one!

In The Inbetween Time...

...we present to you a vision from Scott Rideout (AKA Scoot Rider)that wont leave you begging for an encore, but it will leave you with two kids and not call unless it needs money. A melting of the traveling mind. Once you commit your life to space travel you have cut all ties to family, friends, hobbies, remembrance. You cast off your cellular suit and tromp around the galaxy under a different fashion of physical law. The search for truth, and the experience of farce.

Curtains On Bad Luck

The last of three sketches for the poster advertising the play, "Bang!" As stated earlier the original artwork was burned up in a warehouse fire along with all of Richard Tuggz other work up until 1988. We know that there are poster collectors out there though. Where are you, poster collectors? If you have the poster for the play, "Bang!" please please please send us a digital scan of it so we can share it with the world. Coming up next we will see some illustrations by Scott Rideout, made for a book of poems by writer, and do-gooder, and goo-shoe-er, C. S. Ward. Where in tarnation are Millie and Alana? Did I hear somebody out there ask that? Their work has not been posted on here for some time, because they are hoarding their digital copies so that Watson wont creep into their rooms at night and help himself. But as soon as we can code some decent anti-theft devices, or decode Watson into obscurity, we will show more of their work. Toodle-oo!

Dang

Another poster sketch for the play "Bang!" by Richard Tuggz

A Play In One Act

A poster sketch, by Richard Tuggz, for the play "Bang!" which was performed at the Reasonable's Playhouse in Rutland, VT. from August '78 through February '79. The playhouse itself was only in existence from '77 until '82 when it closed for lack of funding. Tuggz created three different posters for this play, none of the finished paintings, or original posters, survived the warehouse fire, but the sketches were at the playhouse art director's house. Perhaps we will be able to rustle up the other two sketches...

Whimsical Meetings

This one takes place outside of time, and in a setting with no place. On a quest for truth this young warrior must outsmart the wise, but fidgety, old rabbit if she is to get the information she needs.

...And We're Back. Again.

To rattle off a late, and happy-go-lucky, salutation to our new year, we present to you a painting, made by Scott Rideout and Alana Ponui, for a friend,,,,,,,,,

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.