More art bits & bobs
Dr. Sketchy's down undah, tiny watercolors, and extremely inappropriate beetle art! Among other things.
Greetings from the depths of "maternity leave." I'm still trying to wrap up some manuscripts but am otherwise on what would be a nice vacation if not for the preposterously uncomfortable state of my treasonous, increasingly hemispherical body (see below). Nobody told me there would be this much waddling.
Tiny excerpt from Mothers' Day card for my dearest ma, whose sufferings I now truly understand:
(the cockatoo does not represent anyone's mother)
Part of an illustration for one of the aforementioned manuscripts. How did complex three-dimensional photonic crystals evolve in weevils? Tune in later to find out, but in the meantime here are some dramatic colour patterns that may have been exapted from cryptic structural colours.
Tiny card for a family member who is under the weather.
Salps, salps, SALPS. As noted on the Twitters, this was inspired by a wonderful news item passed along by Erstwhile Labmate Steve.
Art request for either a devil or an angel. When in doubt, say it with staphylinids.
I made it to a couple of installments of the Sydney edition of Dr. Sketchy's, the lifedrawing program I loved so dearly in SF. It was much more expensive but also more elaborately themed, spanning the range of human experience from "mad psychiatry" (evidently indistinguishable from generic "science") to Ab Fab in a single month.
(click to embiggen)
Good times! Back to waiting for a tiny human to gnaw its way out of my increasingly misshapen husk. Prediction: things will get extremely gross.
Greetings from the depths of "maternity leave." I'm still trying to wrap up some manuscripts but am otherwise on what would be a nice vacation if not for the preposterously uncomfortable state of my treasonous, increasingly hemispherical body (see below). Nobody told me there would be this much waddling.
Tiny excerpt from Mothers' Day card for my dearest ma, whose sufferings I now truly understand:
(the cockatoo does not represent anyone's mother)
Part of an illustration for one of the aforementioned manuscripts. How did complex three-dimensional photonic crystals evolve in weevils? Tune in later to find out, but in the meantime here are some dramatic colour patterns that may have been exapted from cryptic structural colours.
Tiny card for a family member who is under the weather.
Salps, salps, SALPS. As noted on the Twitters, this was inspired by a wonderful news item passed along by Erstwhile Labmate Steve.
Art request for either a devil or an angel. When in doubt, say it with staphylinids.
I made it to a couple of installments of the Sydney edition of Dr. Sketchy's, the lifedrawing program I loved so dearly in SF. It was much more expensive but also more elaborately themed, spanning the range of human experience from "mad psychiatry" (evidently indistinguishable from generic "science") to Ab Fab in a single month.
(click to embiggen)
Good times! Back to waiting for a tiny human to gnaw its way out of my increasingly misshapen husk. Prediction: things will get extremely gross.