Every instance of Al I come across just makes me think we're living through weheartit 2.0. You posted some shit without credit hoping everyone would think it was your shit.

I've never drawn Rick, but how can you improve upon perfection.

Humans long for exoskeletons, and that's why we have rooms.

Watching a "paranormal" video taken in Pripyat. They're seeing stuff on their cameras. Lmao.

Raccoons are the most dgaf animals. Every night I fling open my front door, flip on the porch light, and there they are. Two criminals. Barely teenagers. Standing upright in the cat bowls, hands full of food. Looking up at me for all the world like I DIDN'T DO IT I WAS DEAD AT THE TIME.

Burger 🍔 #art

Dudes rock

If you'd rather give your money to your local PBS station: www.pbs.org/stations/

Extremely difficult to wear a leotard or yoga pants without crawling under the kitchen table making meowing noises.

Boys watching them chicks.

Every sans serif font should be Avenir because it is perfect. Avenir my beloved.

daily art affirmations

The thing about literature is. There is no Mr. Hyde. It's all just Jekyll.

Weird thing that being a typesetter has taught me: the ordinal (first, second, third) for zero is zeroth.

Radishes are the Schrodinger's cat of vegetables. They contain no spicy chemicals on their own. They only taste spicy because when you bite them you damage their cells, releasing a sulfur compound and an enzyme that breaks it down. The result is AITC—the same chemical in wasabi and mustard.

I love [deep voice] green, but I also love regular green.

"All artists will being using Al in the future, and all art will be Al" I'm watching Safiya's video right now and this guy named George is drawing a cat in chocolate on latte foam. So like. Go fuck yourself.

There is nothing as cute as the mrr? noise. How do cats know to put a question at the end of a sentence? Amazing.

We report in the gathering of night clouds: summer heat has returned in the past few days, unremitting, hazy. Every bit of breeze that comes to move it along feels magical, so when the wind rises tonight, it takes at least a few sneezes from our expert before we go home.

My favorite August album is Find Me by Happy Rhodes. Happy is a bit like Kate Bush or Jane Siberry—that same odd duck slightly dark quality. This album sounds like late afternoon in almost-autumn www.youtube.com/watch?v=xPfb...

We report yet another iteration of a classic summer scrape: on a hot night when the heavy air keeps us awake, we open our window. In the morning, the cold, humid air leeches all the warmth away, waking us up. We grouse as we go to close it, but the smell of dawn is a joy.

Transgender people aren't even close to the real problem. We just show everyone what the real problem is, which is that standards for women are so severe society thinks it's ok to destroy you if you don't meet them.

This drawing of John Wick in which I painstakingly drew a segment of the North Rose Window of Notre Dame by hand and then blurred it is ten years old.

I mean you followed me.

I just realized Eragon is dragon spelled with an E.

Someone who lives up the road from me posted about her runaway goat on a local FB group and I need people to see this goat.

"Kids today have no idea how to do anything." Did you... teach them? Or nah?

Kathryn Hunter is why this Macbeth is so good. I mean it's all good but she sealed it for me.

I write "bees again" into my dream journal for the 300th consecutive day and sigh.

gonna call this one done, I think 🤞

My 9yo niece left her purse at my house. It contains several $1 bills and a mini container of play-doh and nothing else. Kids are great lol.

Hope to share some lesser known artists on here. Bertha Wegmann, 1847-1926, Danish painter. Always look to her work to see how amazingly she portrays these dark fabrics...

I mow my lawn in a spiral and no one can stop me. But turns out they do notice.

OC 🌟

We report rainbow weather: a spring shower is meeting the course of the sun, and it is difficult to see much of anything between the rain and the light in our eyes. The rain is falling harder than we had expected, but the sun is also shining brighter, loud in a different way.

When I grow up I want to be Mike Oldfield.

A drawing I'm very fond of is this Peaches and Cream Barbie with Mombi heads.

I love Lissajous curves because it's the shape you get when you let a pendulum draw. So it's a gravity drawing. It's a drawing the Earth herself makes.

We report: every cloud that has come to the sky today has been stretched from one horizon to the opposite end of the sky. This speaks to the languidness of this sunny day, that nothing seems to move on or over or out; the same clouds, in the same sky, for the forever of today.

Can you toast a peep over the fire?

Listening to Geinoh Yamashirogumi's Ecophony Rinne, which occupies the same place in my brain as Mike Oldfield's Incantations. www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yvm2...

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A Bear and Her Lawyer — Shaun Tan

The universe gives you three things when you're born. Maps, stories, and mystery. Maps—those are just patterns. Anything whose pattern can be discerned is a map. Stories are relationships and dynamics. Everything is part of a relationship. And finally mystery, which is infinite.

Even cryptids need rest sometimes

I disagree. I see why the comparison exists, but while invertase is found in both bee saliva and human saliva, bee saliva is not used to aid in digestion. It's ONLY used for turning nectar into honey. Humans specifically use saliva for digestion. So it's not spit in the same way we know it.

Honey isn't bee vomit please stop telling little kids this.

PSA: All of David Lynch's features have just dropped at archive dot org, including Industrial Symphony No 1, Hotel Room, and the Duran Duran concert

Love the words "unicursal" and "multicursal."