In my freshman year of high school, I was obsessed with Final Fantasy VII and Furbies.
I asked Mirev to recreate my gray-striped Furby with the white stomach, plus the pink and yellow baby Furbies. This is a dream lookalike of my childhood Furby family:

I used to turn my Furbies towards one another and just watch them talk.
I loved how the adult, the first Furby, had a weird eyelid.
They were animist portals. Machine cryptids. They’d wake up in the middle of the night when I got up to pee.
Unfortunately, by the time I was in my twenties, they didn’t respond anymore.
I tried to repair them.
Then I let them go.
The echoes of them are still here—now I sell Furby silicone molds in my Etsy store, enabling other artists to remember their childhood footed-fluff friends.


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