Do not read this story; turn the page quickly. The story may upset you. Anyhow, you probably know it already. It is a very disturbing story. Everyone knows it. The glory and the crime of Commander Suzdal have been told in a thousand different ways. Don't let yourself realize that the story really is the truth. It isn't. Not at all. There's not a bit of truth to it. There is no such planet as Arachosia, no such people as klopts, no such world as Catland. These are all just imaginary, they didn't happen, forget about it, go away and read something else. The Beginning Commander Suzdal was sent forth in a shell-ship to explore the outermost reaches of our galaxy. His ship was called a cruiser, but he was the only man in it. He was equipped with hypnotics and cubes to provide him the semblance of company, a large crowd of friendly people who could be convoked out of his own hallucinations. The Instrumentality even offered him some choice in his im...

 The emperor Commodus would wave severed heads at the senatorial box, an unmistakable message. https://misterscribbles.blogspot.com/2024/07/death-of-commodus.html All's well that ends well.  

   Angel Zaggy.   https://youtu.be/DLj7j4ms03w?list=PLDf4D84f4DIR_KAN3Sc7T76zbDtsbEV67   This is a character from Angel Hare, which has to be seen to be believed.  If my rabbit was an angel he would be just like Zaggy. Angel Hare created by the Mangan Sisters.  This is extreme intelligence and skill on display. https://x.com/eastpatch?lang=en  This morning while I was peeling my eyes open and ingesting lethal amounts of coffee and nicotine, lethal that is to anyone who isn't a severely degenerate furry artist and pelican keeper, I saw this on my very much admired colleague Harbinger Project's page.  I have been following vague rumors about Angel Hare and only tonight have I figured out what's it all about.  Harbinger draws with emotion and total identification in a manner I have never seen anywhere before.  Oh, and color.  Vibrant color.   https://www.deviantart.com/harbinger-project

 They know they can hold their audience only so long. The show's got to have a snap ending, quick! If they started searching the whole damn river it might take all night. So they're sniffing for a scape-goat to end things with a bang. Watch. They'll catch Montag in the next five minutes! " "But how--" "Watch." The camera, hovering in the belly of a helicopter, now swung down at an empty street. "See that?" whispered Granger. "It'll be you; right up at the end of that street is our victim. See how our camera is coming in? Building the scene. Suspense. Long shot. Right now, some poor fellow is out for a walk. A rarity. An odd one. Don't think the police don't know the habits of queer ducks like that, men who walk mornings for the hell of it, or for reasons of insomnia. Anyway, the police have had him charted for months, years. Never know when that sort of information might be handy. And today, it turns out, it's very ...

 North Carolina has recently been devastated by Hurricane Helene. I had started this project about a week before it hit. Good thoughts and wishes go to the people that were affected and hope they find peace soon.  The rare red wolf lives in the coastal area of the state but I chose to draw this one in the Western mountain area as a Cherokee maiden. From sketch~ To finished painting~ To video~

 The Fox's Wedding. Akira Kurosawa, Dreams .  1990. https://youtu.be/KPO0WaPFKPk In Japan, when the sun shines through rain, the foxes (the shape-shifting tricksters of Japanese folklore) hold their weddings. In Japanese, it is known as 「kitsune no yomeiri・狐の嫁入り」, and when translated means the "fox's bride taking." As pretty as these may be to watch, they are bad luck as the viewer will be entangled by the fox's magic powers and bad things will follow. Thus, when this weather happens, parents often tell their children to play indoors to avoid seeing these weddings (perhaps just a way to keep kids inside so they don't catch a cold).   https://www.plantagbiosciences.org/people/daniel-burke/2019/05/29/drizzling-tuesday-morning/    ああ、何か問題が起きた Uh, oh.  Something went wrong. A fox came here and left this knife.  You are supposed to kill yourself.   Sasuké, the fox demon queller, Usagi Yojimbo.  Stan Sakai.    Sayonara. ...

(Gulliver Foyle, common sailor, has been living in an airtight tool locker for six months.  He has no memory of how he got there.  He frequently has to pump a patched spacesuit with air and comb the wreckage of the ship to find oxygen, water and food.  The SS Nomad has been destroyed by some act of war.  Gully is at the end of his rope.  He has left the tool locker to search for food, the suit will hold 5 minutes of air and no more. Then he sees a ship).  He gave the approaching spaceship one pleading look, then shot down to the tool locker and pumped his suit full.  He mounted to the control bridge. Through the starboard observation port he saw the spaceship, stern rockets still flaring, evidently making a major alteration in course, for it was bearing down on him very slowly.  On the panel marked FLARES, Foyle pressed the DISTRESS button. There was a three-second pause during which he suffered. Then white radiance blinded him as t...