This is a fuzzy red monster with silly heart underwear. He is a fuzzy love monster named Ernest. He sleeps in his underwear and doesn’t afraid of anything.
This is a fuzzy blue unicorn monster standing. If you see one walking around in your backyard make a wish and you will get neato sparkly rainbow gas.
This is a lankey skater monster named Daryl. He likes to skate to the park and show out to his friends. He keeps a running list of all of the different tail flips he can do.
I love Maurice Sendak. I remember hot summers and cold rooms with strange blank and angry faces and boredom punctuated by stories of monsters and adventure. I remember reading “Where the Wild Things Are” at my local library as a kid. Summer seemed like it lasted a year and monsters seemed like they might be real. The library was a few blocks from my dad’s office and I got to go checkout books and sometimes stay there for hours.
When baby monsters are learning to walk – they always feel unsteady. They wobble back and forth warily as they try to imitate how their parents walk effortlessly.
I have hereby created the best poo emoji in the world. She is friendly and personable and a little folksy. This is a poo destined for great things.
This is a silly artist monster. His name is Dylan and he likes to paint dots on himself when he is bored. He is an artistic monster and he is great at drawing and painting. He likes to create monsters to show his friends.
This is monster Jack at the top of a tree making monster growl noises. Monsters love growling in the dead of night. They do it on windy nights with swirling oceans of stars spiraling over their head.
I am fascinated and scared by microbes and germs. It is amazing that we live in a biome that can sicken and kill us with little or no warning. We live in a world swarming with tiny semi-living creatures that exist to maim or harm us. This is an exaggerated caricature of a swine flu virus with multiple green eyes.
This is a troll with a giant green smiley head entertaining himself by trolling random people in chat rooms and on image boards. His life in uneventful so he is forced to do what he can to stay engaged with reality. He is afraid that other people might not exist and by testing their emotional response through the filter of the internet he can prove to himself that he is not alone in an empty universe.