Random leftover punch-out shapes from this rubber stamp project thing I did a little bit ago: that's all these are.
I find it really amusing just messing around in Illustrator with no real objective.
Line up all these little, abstract weedies and, presto!
You got yourself a genuine, alien language, as seen on the various Roswell artifacts!
And you know what it says, don't you?
Well, first person to reveal the correct translation wins a big prize or something!
(Hint: it's not, "To Serve Man" or, "Klaatu Barada Nikto")
1.15.2009
Real Fake Alien Language
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ALF for president '08!
"It's 112 miles to Chicago, we've got a half a tank of gas, a full pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and we're wearing sunglasses."
"Brain and brain! What is brain?"
It reads thus:
Though your life may be strewn
With hardships and pain
And you may never complain
As you labor
Just think of these words
They may be to your gain
Speak softly
And carry a light saber
You, sir, are the winner! Congratulations! You are a cunning linguist! (couldn't resist). Leave your information with my secretary and we'll send you your super special prize!
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