Simply Fascinating 🧐👌

So cool, looking at her work is like looking at a dream.

Star Catcher, Remedios Varo

💔🦜😥

tw: animal death

So I’ve read scientists estimate that 150-200 species of plant, insect, bird and mammal become extinct every 24 hours. Ouch. Webtoons

Oooh.. I've never seen this Magritte painting before, but I love it. This would make a really cool tattoo.

Almayer’s folly, 1951, Rene Magritte

Who knew, Disney was well versed in the misunderstood art of punnery.

#punny

hp aesthetic → hogwarts houses

“Bold Gryffindor from wild moor, Fair Ravlenclaw from glen, Sweet Hufflepuff from valley broad, Shrewd Slytherin from fen.”

Love it; where's your towel?

The best restraint tool in vet med is a towel, hands down. Do you know how many things I’ve restrained with a towel?

Angry cat? Burrito it.

Scared bunny? Burrito it.

Tiny squish faced dog that you cant get a muzzle on? Burrito it.

Screaming macaw? Burrito it.

Injured wildlife? Burrito it.

I burritoed an arctic fox today. Last week it was a cormorant. Before that it was a blue heron. When in doubt, burrito it.

This looks like a good read

Book of the Day

“Banshees, Werewolves, Vampires and Other Creatures of the Night” by Varla Ventura

What a beautiful comic, about a deity I've never heard of, and with an ending I honestly didn't see coming.

Here’s HSTHETE, the 24 hour comic I drew this year!  Thanks to everybody who followed along on twitter this weekend as I posted these pages <3

This was beautifully worded, well done

I have a really complex relationship with religion, but here’s something positive

This is great, I'd read the novel if there was one.

what if people we consider collectors today were actually just dragons in disguise, building their hoards?

“I am a dragon. And this is my hoard.”

“You… don’t look like a dragon.”

“Well, hardly anyone does, these days. Times have changed, we have too. The scales and tails thing worked with the dinosaurs, but we learned quite quickly that… that wasn’t going to fly with you people.”

“You were around all the way back to the dinosaurs?”

“Well, not like… me personally. How old do you think I am?”

“… There’s no safe answer to that.”

“No.”

“So… when you say this is your hoard…?”

“All dragons have them. Some stick to the old gold and jewels thing, but that’s so cliche these days. Most of us like our hoards to be a little bit more sophisticated than ‘shiny.’“

“Like what?”

“I have known dragons to collect snowflakes from the first fall of the year over dozens of centuries. I know dragons that collect petals of flowers left on the graves of loved ones. Dragons that keep and care for soft toys and comfort items, left behind as children grow up. Dragons that guard happy memories and shards of sunlight, kept safe for rainy days. And me, I keep a sanctuary of words. A bastion of language, of poetry. Of written music and achingly beautiful prose. I am the Guardian of this monument to linguistic majesty. I collect stories of love and life and death and mourning and joy. There is nothing more beautiful in all the world, no coin or gem or sliver of starlight more fantastic than a well-told tale. A story is this world’s truest treasure, and what better chest for it than a book?”

“Wow. So these things… really mean a lot to you, huh?”

“More than anything in this world.”

“So… I probably can’t borrow your copies of Discworld, can I?”

“You absolutely fucking cannot.”