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there really is nothing else like the fusion of meat and machine body horror. radio static but wet and fleshy. wires that resemble veins and veins that resemble wires. bodies as impulses and organs animating the mechanical megastructure like braided nerves. the abject wrongness and grotesque allure of the fusion of person and object, self and other. and needless to say this is sex to me.

Assorted sketches of the ryerunner, an ostrich-sized herbivore that lives on the wheat-covered planet Alicanto. Its frilled eyestalks fold over its head, forming a sort of natural balaclava that shields its eyes and upper nostrils in the strong winds. When extended, the underside is a bright, iridescent white; the sudden flash of a ryerunner's frill can be disorientating to practically anything with eyes in the dull sepia landscape.

Though they, as obligate herbivores, have little interest in eating other animals, ryerunners engage in a particularly gruesome form of kleptoparasitism: using their long front claw, they will cleanly "dissect" other plant-eating animals for their stomach contents (and another other occasional treats, such as gestating eggs or large internal parasites). By seeking out this partially digested food, they are able to add significant variation to their diet and include vegetation they would otherwise not be able to access. Attacks on carnivores are rarer, though still not especially uncommon. Herds of ryerunner will sometimes curiously follow animals, nutritional value or no, for up to several hours - both at ground level and by climbing to the surface of the wheat to stalk from above - before killing and carefully "dismantling" said animal as a group, a play behavior that reinforces social bonds and strengthens valuable hunting skills.

“Sneaker and ankle drawing techniques”

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corpus museum , netherlands

you would not believe how difficult the last clip was to make

alison bechdel or they might be giants

Lich by John Patrick Gañas

Here's a fun one. When I was worldbuilding for Mas y Manos way way way back when, I made some pages of a fake travel diary, as if a visiting artist were making a book for future tourists by drawing his experiences. I still like these pages about the public transit.

This is one of those things where I put in too much effort for something only I would care about haha, but I still love them so I'm okay with it.

I love butterfly rays because half of the images of them online come in two varieties and it’s

a) a baybey!

b) I know what you are.

reminder that coming up with some fake little dudes and creating intricate storylines in your head is a completely free and fun way to pass the time and the government can't stop you