Being one of 6 to 9 young adults cohabiting in a huge ramshackle house has its ups and downs. The dishes don’t get done and someone keeps shattering the wineglasses, but at least we’ve got a whole spare room to make puppets in. Read more…
Sunday ain’t no kinda day of rest when puppets are involved. We broke that Sabbath, we broke it good. Read more…
Times is tough all over. It’s not like the old days when any schlub in a smock could pick up a foam injection mold making rig for a sawbuck. High-voltage electric flocking fields don’t grow on trees, and an animatronics workshop can’t be scrounged off Craigslist for a fiver. That’s why our puppets are made of Mission. Read more…
Our shoes have run out of string, help us fund the freaky puppet show that haunts our dreams. Read more…
We’re proud to announce we’ve been blessed with nonuplets. So pleased are we with our felty brood, we took them down to Sears for some family portraits. Won’t you come and meet the kids? Read more…