day three-hundred-and-thirty-seven - blue-breasted kingfisher

i have gone from hating birds (sort of) to now wanting to dedicate my life to them (sort of). and here is a fine specimen of bird:

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yum. looks-wise that is. i don't want to eat this kingfisher. or any kingfisher for that matter. maybe a fisher king though.

i am missing weeks worth of sleep and just saw a movie about a rabbi's cat who ate a parrot and then could talk, and then this russian guy stabbed this desert guy and then he got triple-stabbed. in other words, i am beyond tired.

so, yeah. xj

day three-hundred-and-six - miami blue butterfly

oh man. i planned to draw the next seven animals yesterday so i could keep on top of uni stuff, and now it's 8:30 PM on saturday and i only just finished them. uh ohs. sorry uni.

i'll start with the crappest, but will not proceed tomorrow in quality order:

© jem barratt

i think it's time to give up on butterflies. they're pretty sweet in person, but my drawings of them have always been pretty terrible.

no problems. there's shitloads of birds i can draw.

how do you like that butterflies?! and what are you going to about it, flap your tiny wings and cause a distant earthquake? pph.

xj