what happened was someone got a bunch of paper and screwed it all up in a weird shape and scrawled some ink on it in shapes that kinda look like words but aren’t and then for some reason they zapped it with electricity and then i came to life

they were!! they were looking at me

small bird looking in through the window behind a row of houseplants

omgs it’s this guy!!!

damnit it was right there

lany!!!!!!!! you’re here!!!!!! i’ve been hoping you’d be here!!!!!!!!!!!

yeah i’ve got a homunculus but he mostly just tells me when he wants a ham sandwich

good morning, time to make sure your teeth are clean and your claws are sharpened

been thinking about the practicalities of three-part beak since i sketched this guy several weeks ago. i think top part is for crunchy food and bottom part is for squidgy food. but i’m not sure

that’s how i wanna go

got a couple of these for sale (handprinted on hosho paper) if anyone wants one

black and white lino print. four figures in dark hooded robes stand in a small boat; one facing forwards with a bormal beak. one facing towards us with a single eye in their forehead. one facing away from us. one facing away with a three-part beak. the water is just squiggly lines. underneath in a frame text says “we’re coming to help”

they’re coming to help

when i had an office job that insisted on being at my desk 9-5 and then i had to go outside to do a work chore during the day i got the same thrill i used to get skiving school. totally illicit being-outside feeling. it was beautiful. now work treats me like a grown up, i miss it

i am sorry to let you know that the angel of history has started eating history. they say it’s the only way forward from here. they are asking if you can eat a few decades too

the goats who stare at me

two of my least favourite things. together at last

opening a hot hot soup shop. calling it the brothel

[you to the worms] this tunnel ain’t big enough for us all to be unruly…and i’m all out of rules

just when you think you’re out,,,they pull you back in,,,for one last big one,,,the perfect wormangle

cognitive geesonance

they forgot :)

wide flat dinner bowl, the outside is gold drips over pale blue green speckles, inside is bright turquoise

inside of a smaller deeper bowl showing the turquoise and gold rim

small speckled mug with gold handle

the whole set—three bigger plates and three bowls and three mugs

delicious and piping hot from the kiln

okay time for the small creatures who hold my eyelids open all day to clock out

you’re finally free

and the space became sky and the sky became water and the water became earth and the earth became growth and the growth became shoots and the shoots became leaves and the leaves became mouths and the mouths became small sounds in the undergrowth and the small sounds in the undergrowth became me

thank you!!

when i repost myself you should imagine me desperately and shamefully saying “this is a good post you guys please clap”. like really picture my shame and embarrassment

nigel cawthorneberry

i own it. the forbidden knowledge

i love this sm it almost makes me want to use my words

naming each and every one of my gut bacteria and telling them they’re my friends