Over 70 individual art pieces and many more natural specimens make up this finished piece. I have been working on this one for a while! Iām calling it āUnnatural History Museumā
The second image is a detail shot, the third a long exposure shot of it in the dark so you can see the glow-in-the-dark elements
“YOU WERE FRANTIC AND FOOLISH, YOU KEPT NO TRACK OF TIME, YOU RAN YOUR DELICATE BODY INTO ITS NATURAL END, YOU BURNED ALL YOUR CANDLES TO STUMPS, YOU ARE TIRED AND HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO LAY DOWN, YOU HAVE EARNED THIS REPERCUSSION, THIS REWARD, THIS RECKONING, YOU FINALLY NEED TO KNOW
me doing stand up: here’s a funny thing i’ve noticed: sometimes when you’re dreaming, you know it is a dream. you see the precious split right down the middle, between sense and magic, and you can hold there in that wonder before you wake up.
More i Grow my body Stonger. More i Learn my head gets Longer. More i Eat my belly Bouncingā¦ More i Fight my foes iām Trouncing.
More i Sing my voice gets Louderā¦ More i Boast my pride gets Prouderā¦ More i Run my speed gets Upperā¦ What about you Mother Fuckerā¦
normally this is when people reblog posts like this and say something like āi was on so much painkillers when i made thisā but that doesnāt apply here. i was completely lucid when i made this. i can remember writing this phenomenal post with crystal clarity. for me, it was typical. i could do this kind of thing every day if i wished to.
You know those little things that keep bread bags closed? Well, the internet would like to tell you about them. If you’re not doing anything too important right now, I think you should visit HORG (that’s the Holotypic Occlupanid Research Group) and explore a beautiful, obsessive, hilarious taxonomy of occlupanids.
