PizzamaninIn TrianglesPizzaman #13: BEGIN AGAINAll TRIXELations in the tale that follows were painted by good TRIXELian SAF, changer of names, painter of the dankest of TRIXELations. In…Sep 18, 2015Sep 18, 2015
PizzamaninIn TrianglesPizzaman #12: MEETING THE CLOUDFor a second, we felt splay-legged between our ringing doorbell and ringing door-buzzer, reaching for each, unsure of which sound to chase…Sep 11, 2015Sep 11, 2015
PizzamaninIn TrianglesPizzaman #11: THE RIFTThere were ninjabou and I. Before us, the new, faceless cloudling. Wordless, too, apparently; rock in hand, it had scratched only one…Sep 11, 2015Sep 11, 2015
PizzamaninIn TrianglesPizzaman #10: THE CELLARDown is just a word for humans and young cloudlings.Sep 4, 2015Sep 4, 2015
PizzamaninIn TrianglesPizzaman #8: NINJABOUAnd a strange traveler did touch down lightly into Pizzaland. And Pizzaman, as again and again and again: baffled and baffled and…Sep 4, 2015Sep 4, 2015
PizzamaninIn TrianglesPizzaman #7: A BUGOne day, Pizzaman were sitting in his hut. It was quite a day and night and time as they all are in the cloud. He was writing down memories…Aug 31, 2015Aug 31, 2015
PizzamaninIn TrianglesPizzaman #6: TRIXELSAre something entirely new to us. We are not sure what they are or why they’re so abundant here.Aug 24, 2015Aug 24, 2015
PizzamaninIn TrianglesPizzaman #5: MY HOUSEPizzaman lives in a pretty little hut, alone on the pizza plains. It was shaped out of freshly baked crust, buttered so sweetly, that…Aug 24, 2015Aug 24, 2015