Plaseebo is pleased to have been invited to once again be part of Toy Karma 4 opening October 5th at Rotofugi Gallery in Chicago.
The main piece I will have in this years show is from my ongoing “Great American Kaiju” series that is inspired by REAL MONSTERS.
The thrust of this work, titled “Congress Babble”, is to give visual focus to our self-serving congress that is tearing apart the very fabric of the American democracy.
This is a one of a kind piece in hand cast resin with fabric. Eleven inches high.
The Burger King / A fable for America
copyright Bob Conge 2013
Looking back, it is difficult to grasp Sumner only weighed a bit over 3 pounds at birth and one might wonder if overcompensation played a role in his development as neither his mother or father broke five feet or weighed nighty pounds soaking wet.
It was touch and go at first and Mr and Mrs Forward were overjoyed when they were finally able to bring little Sumner home after spending the first fifteen weeks of life in a glass case at the neonatal unit of Strong Memorial Hospital. Being their only child, they wanted him to grow up big and strong. To that end they just could not feed Sumner enough morning, noon, night, and often in between.
BIG he got, by the age of twelve, at 476 pounds and six foot eleven, he was too big to return to school in the fall. His education over, Sumner got a job flipping burgers at the local McDonalds a few blocks from his house where he slipped himself a burger for every one he cooked. Two hundred or more on a good day. By the following Spring, when Sumner was fired for stealing, he was eight feet ten and weighed 923 pounds.
Hungry all the time, Sumner’s habit of biting his fingernails progressed to nibbling bits of flesh off his fingers till bone would show through here and there. With both of his parents working three jobs each they could not keep up with the grocery bills.
Sumner not only ate his parents out of house and home, when the fridge was finally empty, he ate them as well. And then the mailman and three of his neighbors coming home late at night. In the end he was too large to get out of the house and his finger nibbling eventually escalated, leading his all consuming habit to become his own demise.
The moral ? It would seem Zappa was right so many years ago when he said, “you are what you eat !”
This is a one of a kind piece based on a new sculpt by Bob Conge. It is a massive 5″ x 6″ x 10″ high hand cast resin figure. It has red glass eye inserts, fabric remnants and an internal motion activated LED unit. It also comes with a hand cast dump accessory.
Plaseebo is pleased to announce a new sculpt by Bob Conge that will be the basis for an Ultra Limited series of customs to be offered over the coming year. This one of a kind custom “EASTER Chick Gone Wild” is the first in Plaseebo’s Ultra Limited “Chicks Gone Wild” series. This is a 8 inch high hand cast resin painted and signed by Conge.
Here is the backstory:
© Bob Conge 2013
Remember all those yellow baby balls of fuzz and feathers taken from their mothers at three days old and offered for sale at Easter from the five and dime or Agway stores ? Quasi parents would offer them to their mauling offspring as cute and cuddly temporal pets to go peeping through the next three weeks or so until the malnourished and exhausted chicks lost their novelty and outgrew their cuteness.
A few were fortunate enough to be dropped off at local farms as orphans to live out life at the bottom of the pecking order. The majority however met a much less desirable end. By mid April the annual country wide genocide was in full swing at the hands of unfeeling nazified mothers and fathers. A flush of the toilet and they were done till next March. Thus annually reenforcing the unspoken lesson for their children, “If you are not cute, you are worthless !”
Well as chicken karma would have it, in 1958 some of the besieged chicks were dumped one night on a dirt road near an abandoned farm in Alamagordo New Mexico. The empty farm sat on the fringe of the Nevada Proving Ground for atmospheric atomic testing and the lost chicks found endless fields of irradiated corn and ponds filled with water that would glow green at night.
Only two years later they were thirty-eight feet tall and were eating everything they could pick apart with their razor sharp beaks. Throwbacks to their dinosaur ancestors, they began attacking cars on lonely night highways and eating the tasty humans inside the metal eggs.
Plaseebo is pleased to represented at the 2013 New York Toy Fair February 10 thru13.
The “Mars Attack Misfit Robot” will be on display at the Toy Tokyo Booth #5032
The one of a kind custom “Mars Attack” robot is the third in Plaseebo’s Ultra Limited “MISFITS” series. This is a 9 inch high hand cast resin of Bob’s original sculpt. Hand painted and signed by Conge. The body chamber is filled with a magical mix of slowly moving gel colors and shapes illuminated from the back by a switched color changing LED unit that has replaceable batteries.
You can read “The Misfits” back-story here: http://www.plaseebo.net/news/backstories/the-misfits/
Coming in early 2013