this morning, while stepping out of the shower, i whispered, "teasel gigging" to myself, like a small prayer
this morning, while stepping out of the shower, i whispered, "teasel gigging" to myself, like a small prayer
a person wearing a cowboy hat, a long sleeve shirt, cargo shorts, and sneakers looks out at a cresting wave. the entire scene is smeared with motion blur
an ocean wave crashing into hazy sea-mist, soon to become the froth of the foreground
a pelican glides over cresting waves. the scene is smeared in blur again
revisiting last july
music
a large yellow yield sign with a graphic of a large black cat sitting and facing forward. the cat is quite shaggy. the sign is nearly enveloped in a tangle of flowering branches and leaves.
just because you've been conned by the marketing of AI corporations for what technological advancement looks like, doesn't mean it's an inevitability. there are many possible forms and pathways of technological progress.
release your dogma.
Being an Antifascist isn't going to save you from fascism, it just means you'll be one of the earlier casualties
a massive big leaf maple leans over a bluff
a detail of the distant branches of the maple, writhing like slow tendrils of lightning against a blown-out, overcast sky
my favorite tree in carkeek park, i visit every time i'm in seattle for more than a few days...
thank u (and tamara and jason) for sharing the enriching practice :-) looking ahead has been very difficult lately, but looking back helped to reinvigorate
topiary in the shape of a bunny, somewhat overgrown, many small offshoots reach out to the sun and soften the appearance of the bunny
ged, a tuxedo cat, climbs on a limb of an apple tree
a sign on a wire fence that reads, "experimental dandelion farm, do not disturb weeds." behind the fence is a field of dandelions
a nicely shaped cloud rests above the treeline. its shape resembles a stone made smooth by water, or a mancala bead
ambiently reflecting on april of 2024
program for ambient reflection:
1) on the 1st day of every month, go back to the photos from that month one year ago
2) choose 4 photos from that month
3) print them out and place them somewhere youโll easily see over the course of the month
i agree :)
a salt-and-pepper cattle dog looks back at the camera, eyes gleaming from the camera flash
gus
i've been making small monthly calendars for the past 2 years, but haven't had to time to make any drawings this year. in the meantime, i've compiled last year's calendars into a blank-slate composite to download and print if you want. hope to start drawing soon...
aidanquinlan.net/studio#calen...
olia lialina and dragan espenschied have done a lot of work documenting and writing about geocities sites from the archive torrent made before yahoo shut it down: blog.geocities.institute
the upper part of a sculpture in the woods surrounding the port angeles fine arts center. the sculpture is smiling with its eyes peacefully closed. fresh snow dusts its surface. there is a small heart on its forehead and the neck appears as a stream of white and translucent stones.
practicing patience...
have been tending to my homepage the past few days...
a little easier to browse, and feels nicer on phone
aidanquinlan.net
quite cozy but a bit moist
black cat enveloped in dark blue mist
3 cats looking at the viewer, the one in the foreground is down on its front paws as if ready to play
some good images from here:
cs.gettysburg.edu/~duncjo01/as...
i have not, this looks wonderful :-)
patiently waiting for their return
youtube comment by @ThomasBaxter that reads: Whenever I see dot html at the end of a url, my heart grows two sizes. Whenever I see dot html and the html is not hand coded I die, and so do two small wildlife animals who have lived full lives. But the children of those wildlife animals still wonder why they are gone. It was sudden, unexpected. And devastating. If I can see dot html at the end of a URL... handwrite your html.
a top-down view of mushrooms, growing in a plastic tub
a cluster of mushrooms with white stalks and light brown caps
mom's mushrooms
a bookshelf for cat literature
aidanquinlan.net/catlit/
on the ferry
fuzzy logic
a genie that does not grant wishes but makes the wishes for you
the wishes run out when our water runs out
i like to think our hands were not developed before we met cats, and that it was for their benefit that our hands formed
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electric, wispy branches