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The Bird That Wasn't

Started by Q. G. Pennyworth, September 26, 2013, 03:28:50 PM

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Q. G. Pennyworth



I was walking back from the school this morning and saw what looked like a bird corpse on the pavement. It turned out to be a little city tumbleweed of fuzz, leaf fragments, string, and sticks, but for a few brief moments there I was sad for that bird that never existed. I don't know if I quite caught all the feels in this, but it's close to what I wanted.

CC attribution to Thomas Stellmach for the bird overlay: http://www.flickr.com/photos/dysturb/846392499/

This image is released CC Non-Commercial. As usual, I'm not interested in credit for myself, but do pass along the attribution for the other guy if this ends up being useful for something.

Really big image link: http://i.imgur.com/xTgRUDs.jpg

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Mesozoic Mister Nigel

You ever done a gallery show? Get some high-quality prints in nice wood frames and your work would definitely fly.
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Q. G. Pennyworth

I've never given it any thought. I don't see myself as an artist at all, I just go through phases with different creative things. My mom did it, too. Actually, most of the women that I grew up around do it. Common scadian ailment.

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Quote from: Sad Sack on September 26, 2013, 05:00:00 PM
I've never given it any thought. I don't see myself as an artist at all, I just go through phases with different creative things. My mom did it, too. Actually, most of the women that I grew up around do it. Common scadian ailment.

Fuck do I hear that. I see people on here doing all sorts of creative shit and I wanna join in and fuck if I used to be able to but my muse in on hiatus. For about the last six years  :cry:

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
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"computation is a pattern in the spacetime arrangement of particles, and it's not the particles but the pattern that really matters! Matter doesn't matter." -- Max Tegmark

Q. G. Pennyworth

Have you read the gospel of the First Church of GO OUTSIDE? That's how I started the flower project.

Also, I forgot to mention earlier how flattered I am that you like this, Nigel. The things you make are pretty and awesome and your praise means a lot.

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Q. G. Pennyworth

#7


I was working this up for a print document and I really liked how it came out! Still same license as the earlier version.

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


minuspace

Really meshing with this one :mittens:

Ziegejunge

I like this a lot. Your photo had me convinced I was looking at a bird until I read your words. Beautiful.