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Leading up to the 40th anniversary of the @starwars franchise, Vanity Fair introduces the next chapter in its saga with four covers devoted to The Last Jedi.
Photographs by Annie Leibovitz.
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I am very excited to share with you that you can now purchase the book “Our Blessed Rebel Queen: Essays on Carrie Fisher and Princess Leia” which I did the cover artwork for, as well as a short essay on my original painting of Blessed Rebel Queen.
This book is the first full-length exploration of Carrie Fisher’s career as actress, writer, and advocate. Fisher’s entangled relationship with the iconic Princess Leia is a focal point of this volume. The contributors offer insights into Fisher as science-fiction idol, author, feminist inspiration, and Lucasfilm commodity.
You can use the coupon code “Reb1” to get 30% off your order!https://www.wsupress.wayne.edu/…/our-blessed-rebel-queen
And if you are interested in prints of the artwork, you can go to my online shop through my website: www.lindsayvanek.com
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every time i walked away from something i wanted to forget,i told myself it was for a cause that i believed in. a cause that was worth it. without that, we’re lost.
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Mother and Son drawings for May the 4th
Part of my pre Christmas book mail that came in a few days ago. Did anyone else see the last Jedi yet!?
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“Aren’t you a little short for a Stormtrooper?”
Carrie Fisher & Mark Hamill
(Luke & Leia)
Mark Hamill & Carrie Fisher
(Luke & Leia)
Leia’s final call
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A Star Wars Story (Fanfic)
*** Between movie filler idea. Going through a Star Wars phase… Again. But this time putting a twist to it. I apologise if I’ve gotten the geography of the planets and systems wrong. ***
Chapter One
She knew she was in for it when she disembarked her light freight. Nothing good ever came from a surprise meeting with Han Solo first thing after a run. Il'Era crossed her arms in protest and glared Han down. His look had already told her she had lost this battle even before she knew about it. He still looked amazing for his age. Il’Era felt herself blush.
“Well look at you all grown-up,” he chuckled with his half smile.
“What are you doing here, Han?” asked Il’Era annoyed and a little tired. “I thought our last rendezvous we agreed that it would be a long while before you came around again.”
“Can’t an old friend come around and see how things are going?” he kept smiling.
“A visit from you means chases and fights from very angry people,” she chimed. Chewie roared laughing in agreement. Han rolled his eyes. Il’Era smiled and hugged Chewie. “My mum likes this Wookie. I’m going to assume that you and her have already spoken and come to an agreement about me going on this quest?” Il’Era felt someone watching her, and felt it wiser to go into the cantina. As she tossed her loot to a member of her crew, she walked passed the two towards the bar. Han and Chewie followed suit.
Maz owed him a few favors anyway, and she couldn’t ever say no to Chewie. Il’Era had this long unspoken soft-spot for Han that she couldn’t shake since she could remember. So, of course, Maz would send her even though she just spent ½ a year plundering 12 of the 17 planets in the Rimma Trade Route. Maz had put away being the Queen of the Pirates long ago, but that didn’t stop her from Il’Era keeping her ways.
Il’Era pushed her way through the crowded cantina and found an empty tablet. In Alien dialect, she ordered 4 drinks and took a seat with across from the two. Chewie let out a low bellow, questioning the order.
“There’s one for you and Han,” answered Il’Era. “Given the circumstances, I will take two.”
Han grabbed a holoprojector. Maz immediately popped up. “You are the most qualified,” said Maz to Il’Era. “You are the princess of thieves… I wouldn’t have suggested you to Han if that wasn’t the case.” Chewie handed Il’Era a homing beacon. Il’Era sighed. She hated quests like these. It didn’t scare her, she never really wanted to get involved with anything Alliance, Rebel, Empire, First Order or even Jedi. It wasn’t her way, though Maz had always tried to push her in the Resistance path. Somehow, she always got involved.
“Hello, mother. Nice to see you,” she pursed her lips.
“Come on, kid,” said Han. “Trust me. It’ll be easy for you. All you have to do is accompany him to Hoth; steal the seal and bring it to Jakku” He winked.
“It makes my skin crawl when you say that,” said Il’Era dryly. “Somehow, I end up always getting shot at.” Take her first drink straight back.. “Why does it have to be Hoth? … and why Jakku?”
“It’s not as bad as you think,” Han tried to compromise.
“Cold… then junkyard,” said Il’Era sarcastically as she used her hands as a scale. “Seriously, Mother. I don’t know where you find these guys.” She chugged her second drink. “Who is this pilot?”
“Poe Dameron,” states Maz. “He’s the Commander of the Resistance. With your help, he needs to collect a certain artifact from Hoth’s underground runes. He’s General Organa’s closest confidant. You are my daughter and the smartest of them all. You can and will retrieve this artifact and aide in the search.” Maz smiled slyly. “He’s a good man and this would be a handsome pairing. A smart one at that.”
“Mother,” hissed Il’Era. “I will take the task, but please stop. I have no time for this nonsense.” She rolled her eyes. “Where am I to meet this Poe?”
“You’ll meet Maz and Poe in The Outer Rim,” said Han. “On Tatooine.”
“Tatooine?!?!?” Il’Era choked on the last of her second drink. She slammed her cup on the table. “Great. Just great. I knew it. I’m going to get shot.”
