Space: You Are Here poster series by Mike Gottschalk
Space is all big and shit, yo. I know most people are already aware of this, but sometimes you just need to put things in perspective.
oh, did you plan on feeling significant today?
ACS image of NGC 5866
Orion’s Belt - Made up of three blue supergiant stars about 1500 light years away
NGC 7049 (a family of globular clusters appears as glittering spots around the galaxy halo)
[[ that awkward moment when Shakira looks like Chell. ]]
Whirlpool galaxy (M51) and companion galaxy
let’s go to space.
Fanart track is back online! I’ve finished my cosplay projects this summer, and have resumed drawings. This one’s not quite finished, but I feel quite glad I’ve at least started.
[[ LOL CHELL IS LIKE: what do I do with this, omg. ]]
[[ oh my god so cute. ]]
Another other day. Any other boring, tedious day. Nothing out of the usual. Until a personality core went whizzing by. And thus instantly the camera focused on it.
Goldish optic. Had to be the Space core. The camera just barely recorded “Gottagotospace, space—”.. It moved its body to mimic an eye roll.
Well. At least there was something different today.
Space Core flew at the end of the railing, only to be halted in it’s tracks. Well this was just great! Why wouldn’t the stupid railing ever let him go to space? This wasn’t fair. As he spun around to go the opposite direction, his gold optic lens caught sight of the camera. His shutters blinked twice and then he slid his spherical core over to the other’s stationary area. “Space?” he asked, having his eye search everywhere.
“L-Let’s go to space! Hhhhhn, space! Gotta go to space! Gonna fly to space. Use railing and faith plate. Space. Here I come dad.” His speech almost seemed never ending.
Today, like all the others, were the same. Space Core was trying yet once again to launch himself off the management rail he was stationed on - like all the rest of the cores. The sphere was determined to launch himself into space by dislodging himself off the management rail onto a faith plate up to space.
Of course, this task was impossible. He couldn’t throw himself off the railing unless he detached himself, however Space Core wasn’t thinking of that idea. The gold optic blinked at his goal and then slid down towards the edge of the rail muttering a crazed sounding, “Gottagotospace, gottagotospace, space space space SPACE…”