A commentary on the United State’s sick love affair with big pharma, this sculpture substitutes Popeye’s strength-creating spinach with pill poppin’ for power and mind morphing. Ah, the good ol’ days…

Life-size bust; Ceramic, acrylic & corn cob.

Part of a private collection in California.

You figure it out.

20”W x 29”H x 11”D; Ceramic, plastic, steel, cheap velvet, wood & acrylic.

Life-size; Ceramic, wire, acrylic

Modern parenting and its reliance on countless, mind-dumbing media platforms. And an additional eye-poke for yet another addiction and delusion: anything and everything Disney.

Part of the Sheldon Donig Collection, Los Angeles, CA

An intense labor of love, this fully-functional electric guitar has a tone that will rip all of your body hair out with one strum and the slick playability of a greased piglet. Wrangling with it whilst composing new tunes is more fun and fright than wrasslin’ 40 famished RoboHyenas for their human kill (the reference will be elucidated as soon as you read Linz’s epic tome, Necropoly.) Oh, and this sonic beast is what can be heard ripping up much of the award-winning soundtrack for the film, Pickle Vision. Prepare for prolapse. Of all your organs.

“I love Pickle Vision.” - Legendary Artist and Fine Arts Professor, Stephen Kaltenbach

Pickle Vision was born of a gallery’s request to create a Roy De Forest-themed piece for a De Forest-themed show. Having no clue of him or his work, Linz initially balked at the offer. Where would the respect for De Forest’s work be in a clueless, misguided homage? With some prodding, Linz agreed to research this De Forest fellow and see if any ideas came to mind. If so, do the show, if not, bow out.

Even after spying De Forest’s entire catalogue, no ideas for the show came. The child-like renderings of people and dogs—dog after dog—did not resonate. Then, after a suggestion to listen to an interview with DeForest, a single-word, golden nugget revealed itself: “TV.” De Forest said that watching plenty of it inspired his work. A completed piece immediately came to mind and it was time to work. Stepping away from clay, Pickle Vision was a fresh, yet wily to render piece (but that is another story).

Unsurprisingly, the completed Pickle Vision was installed isolated in the far corner of the gallery, utterly unrelated to the rest of the show. Anyone with at least OneEye (uh-oh, another refernece to that novel, Necropoly…) could see that P.V. did not fit with any of the assembled homage pieces or De Forest in any way. Hiding out and watching peoples’ reactions from a afar, Linz and his cadre thrilled at the passing, puzzled faces. They were not ‘getting’ P.V. Not bothering to glance at any other piece, one woman peeked into the show room and hard-bee-lined to PV’s lonely corner. She furrowed and frowned up-close, read the piece's description tag, muttered some bitterness, huffed and stomped out of the gallery. It was beautiful. P.V. would have thought so as well were it sentient (hell, maybe it is…).

The cherry on top was the gallery’s day-shift volunteer wanting to shut the sculpture off while working. Why? The Strobe light behind the real TV vacuum glass screen clicked away unrepentantly and, it was assumed, irritated her senses. Legend has it that strobe lights, for 3% of epileptics, induce seizures. Maybe that nominal threat was a factor in the irritation?.

After many years, Pickle Vision has re-emerged and will likely irriate someone again. This incarnation? Pickle Vision movie. It just had to be made. Go experience the award-winning little beast, or go to your grave missing out on one of life’s most unique happenings.

First serious effort at sculpting.

Award-winning.

Life-size bust; Ceramic, acrylic & plastic

Mr. Sam is the nails-tough, wily, hilarious, and brutally honest East Coast Host of his movie review show, “Mr. Sam at the Movies.” If you are looking for fun, truthful, non-socio/politically correct takes on film, this show is for you. If you are easily offended or overly sensitive, Mr. Sam says it would be good medicine. If you still cannot handle him, Mr. Sam can recommend a plethora of splendid mental health professionals to help wear down that giant hair-trigger button. Regardless of your mental state, join Mr. Sam and his beloved Mickey’s Big Mouth Beer on Youtube at: Mr. Sam at the Movies https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qe3r9alJLdU

Affectionately known as “Funcle Sham” to the inner circle, this ceiling-hanging monstrosity enjoys bombing guilty and innocent civilians from above. Weeeeeee!

3ft long x 4ft wing span; Ceramic, steel, polyester, cotton & acrylic

As seen in the Hollywood film, “For The Love of Spock”, “In Spock We Trust” is another giant coin from the "If I chose the Presidents” series. This time, one of Linz’s heroes, Mr. Spock replaces George Washington on the quarter.

“In Spock We Trust” was created for actor Leonard Nimoy. Linz has always harbored a high-regard for Nimoy’s portrayal of Mr. Spock, who struggles to contain intense emotions within the confines of logical thinking. Unfortunately, this piece was finished on the day Leonard died, so he never saw it. Adam Nimoy, his son, owns one of the three copies. That copy is featured in Adam’s film about Mr. Spock’s deep cultural legacy, “For the Love of Spock.” See it on Netflix.

Ceramic & enamel; 20.5” W x 1.75” Thick; wall-hanging.

A birthday Cake for the Road Runner (and anyone else you think deserves one). Brought to you by ACME. And Linz still wishes he never gave it away…

15” H; Ceramic, acrylic & steel

Ceramic, acrylic, polyester; Life-size

Seen here: my dear friend and film prop designer (Star Trek, TRON films), A.J. Catalano attempting to cajole away the mind-altering treat from The Brownie Monster during a Hive Gallery show in Los Angeles. With Brownie’s deep, hopeless addiction, A.J. was laughably unsuccessful.

The Thomas Jefferson nickel this time, a companion piece from the "What if I chose the Presidents” giant coin series.

10.5 Diameter x 2”D; Ceramic & enamel; wall-hanging

Part of The Sheldon Donig Collection, Los Angeles, CA. Copies made-to-order.

Lovingly known as Sheesus to the inner circle, he gives you a wink and a smile (while he sells you his snake oil and picks your pocket).

54”H x 25”W/D; Ceramic, steel, polyester, resin & acrlyic

A companion piece to the “What if I could chose the Presidents” series. This time, theEisenhower dime.

Ceramic & Enamel; 15”W x 1.25”D; wall-hanging. Made-to-order.

In the not-too-distant future, this laser gun slinger Gumbot and 500 other replicas were created to remedy the human over-population crisis. They performed their job so well, most of the Earth’s 20 billion were eradicated in just 3 months. The 3 million lucky enough to survive the extermination program were beyond grateful and cherished the scant remaining natural resources. Then, an extremist snuck into UniGov (a Necropoly reference) and sabotaged this Gumbot. His yellow wire was cut, rendering him an indiscriminate killer. UniGov had all the Gumbots wired to spare all UniGov officials, U.S. politicians and billionaires. Now even Gumbot’s progenitors will face his merciless laser blasts. Yes, even the rebels exterminated. The positive news? All other creatures will rebounde and flourish. Thanks, Gumbot3000!

35”H x 17”W x 16”D; Ceramic, aluminum, plastic & acrylic

Can you find the face of The Jeez on this giant slice of yummi-delishy?

Riffing off of the almost-everyday occurrence of spying the Jeez in everything: toast, windows, spaghetti, a dog’s anus, you name it, brother, you call it, sista. It was high-time the Jeez were to be found in the most delicious food ever concocted by the human ape. If he really wanted us to eat his body, he may have had more success with pizza in lieu of crackers (* insert ancient Latin mumbling HERE).

40” L x 23”W x 3.5” D; Ceramic and acrylic; wall-hanging

Inspired by the biblical text where women were shunned and sent out to a lousy hovel in the desert for the duration of their menstrual cycle. Interestingly, when the men turned horny, they could still sneak out there and poke the bush as long as they cleaned their nads really well and prayed hard for forgiveness afterward.

15”H x 15”D x 10”W; Ceramic, steel, & acrylic

A study of age in the ageless character of PeeWee Herman and his inability to see his future.

A GIANT mouse trap not for rodents, but humans. When will we learn?

3ft L x 1.5ft W; Ceramic, acrylic, copper, steel

Naked, alone and an orthodontic disaster awaiting, Linz’s first foray into the wooly world of mattress-making.

14”L; Ceramic, acrylic & plastic.

The Last leg of the final race for the United States. While, as with all super powers that have risen and crumbled throughout human history, it will not win the race. The question is, will it make the tape before collapsing into a dead heap of gluttony, robot lust and rust? You be the prognosticator.

14”H; Ceramic, aluminum, wire and acrylic

Part of the Sheldon Doing Collection, Los Angeles, CA

26”W x 8”D; Ceramic & acrylic; wall-hanging

Made-to-order

3ft H; Ceramic, acrylic & plastic; wall-hanging

Part of the lead singer of DEVO, Mark Mothersbaugh Collection, Los Angeles, CA

16”L; Ceramic, acrylic & steel

Just what was Herman Munster reeeally doing down in Grandpa’s basement?

And just what is ‘good’, and what is ‘evil’?

Secret clay tablets live inside of each. To learn the ancient secrets and fate of mankind, the babies must be smashed open…

12”L; Ceramic & acrylic

The condition of god’s mailbox over the millennia and the latest (failed) effort to expose the contents by non-believers. As with Wile E. Coyote and his lousy Acme products, an exercise in utter futility. Some things in life simply never go away, whether we wish they would or wish they would not.

10”H x 12”Dx 7”W; Ceramic, wood, steel & acrylic

A mistake-turned-into-a-piece.

14”H; Ceramic, acrylic, corn cob

A response to a request to create a piece for a show who’s theme was the disappearing honey bees.

Extinction is a drag, but somone has to do it.

12”L; Ceramic, aluminum, steel, radio antennae, screws & acrylic

Legendary magician Harry Houdini’s first stage assistant.

After years of verbal abuse and no-pay, Bun-E Funk here finally rebels, refusing to perform. This is the exact moment Houdini became stuck in his straight jacket in that infamous tank of water. Houdini of course died soon after the stunt, leading to an investigation for involuntary manslaughter. Funk beat the wrap, and went on to host his own successful magic act and work with Orson Welles in his. Welles treated Funk far better. Well, sans the accrued alcoholism…

6”H; Ceramic & acrylic

Part of the Sheldon Doing Collection, Los Angeles, CA

Yes, there actually was someone that did not know that this was. They were either borne of another planet, or the dumbest box of hair ever known. Either way, Linz remains in disbelief years later.

14”Diameter; Ceramic & acrylic; Wall-hanging (coin to depict scale)

Be honest, who has not been there?

Ceramic and Acrylic; 18” X 9”

W10” x D4”

Ceramic and Acrylic

Made-to-order