I’m not usually a fan of Sci Fi… anything, really. And to describe me as hesitant when it came to giving Battlestar Galactica a chance was an understatement. Somehow the whole idea of being in space, surrounded by eternal blackness and trillions of tiny specks of light, not a tree in sight… does seem not particularly appealing to me. It feels very depressing.

However, I eventually (but reluctantly) agreed to give it a shot, and I dare say I liked the show. I especially liked Admiral Adama, the unlikely leader of the last remnants of mankind, stranded out in open space, chased by cyborgs who destroyed every inhabitable planet for the race of men.

And so it came into being, the bust of the admiral. It stands 5.5″ (14 cm) tall from top to bottom.