Covers for an ongoing self-published series of stories I’ve been releasing sporadically since 2014. All cover art and design is vector work executed almost entirely in Illustrator and I produced original illustration for half the covers.
From Robert N. Lee, these are the worlds of 666ties, a genre-melting, history-hashing year by year backwards trip through ten different nineteen-sixties that never were.
1969. The freewheeling, mind-opening sixties are disappearing down the throat of a vortex of hardlined isms, and in the land of manmade paradises, unmade paradises, and things you don’t talk about, the Ad Man is just doing his thing, man, wow, doing his Ad Thing, mesmerizing you into thinking you belong, or thinking you stand out, whatever it is you’re after, man. What’s everybody after?
This violent and oppressive world is calling for action…what kind of men will dare answer?
Switch sides. Reverse playback. Helen AmeriKKKa’s new record is dropping.
Finally, utterly failing at life on every level has got to feel like the end of the world. Right?
Phil Dick wonders how it’s going to feel.
444ties is total filth with no redeeming qualities whatsoever. It will rot your mind and corrupt your soul. Nobody who has ever said “Don’t get me wrong, I have a great sense of humor” will find it funny in the slightest. It should probably be banned from life because The Children.