Once considered merely a myth whispered among galactic dissidents and cat sitters, Chairman Meow has transcended fur and flesh to assume his final, most powerful form: a towering cosmic overseer with five eyes, a disarming dental situation, and a fleet of loyal UFOs. This painting captures the exact moment of his transformation-mid-meow and mid-mutiny—as lightning cracks, planets spiral, and reality folds like a cardboard cat box. The background’s saturated hues evoke a multiverse on the brink of enlightenment or catastrophic hairball. Critics have described the piece as “either a dire warning or an invitation to cuddle-unclear which.”

Key Words

Pop Surrealism, Acrylic, 11”x14”, Canvas Paper