I’m pretty sure if Joss Whedon was a preacher for a particular religion, or was in fact a religion himself, he would have the most devout fellowship in all of the land, and the parishoners would have the most fabulous cosplay to wear. Alas, he’s just a man! But that doesn’t mean he can’t be shown vast amounts of humbled reverence, and one of the excellent Gallery 1988‘s recent exhibits is dedicated to Whedon, and the treasures that lie therein are out of this world! In an “outer space” kind of way, not a “Laugh-In slang” kind of way.
As you can see from the image above, Firefly was a major part of the exhibits entries, as it should be, given fans are the only ones keeping it alive. Okay, so there are the new games and comics and even Whedon’s own doodles, but you know what I mean. (Seriously, why aren’t there ice cream Jaynes?) There’s probably enough Firefly fan art out there to wallpaper the Empire State Building, and that’s the kind of baseless assumption that makes me want to enter a short-lived interior decorator phase of my life.