Orca. Filmed In Norway. From The Norwegian Fjords: Life In The Twilights (2018).

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Orca. Filmed in the Sea of Cortez, Mexico. From Planet Earth III - Ocean (2023).

A quick guide about my method for drawing bird wings - with focus on winged people, though this all applies to birds proper as well. It's all about weird arms with weird blankets.

Referenced tutorials: ❧ Bone structure ❧ Feather anatomy and wing shape ❧ Simplification and texture

cetacean piece I did a bit ago aahhh haven’t posted on here in ages

The heated bath is nice but the pond is often a lot more fun and attracts more visitors, and I enjoy watching the livestream a lot. I always like to add a trailcam there too (here the Ceyomur CY95) to get some extra angles and larger rocks in the front for fun closeups, but as you can see that does not always work out perfectly 😆 You can watch the livestream on my Youtube channel.

(The music is a free clip called "simple, light and bright marimba and ukulele".)

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watch me put human and avian anatomy true a blender and vomit the juice of their massacred corpses onto some paper

Might stay a wip forever cos those legs are giving me a headache and the rest... really isn't helping honestly

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Every once in a while, I have this fantasy where suddenly, magically, every single person in the world is made into their exact, idealized form.

For the majority of people, itd be small changes. Maybe thinner, maybe larger, taller, shorter, curvier, ect.

For some folks, it'd be as simple as an instant gender change.

But then, for probably a larger group than you'd expect, things would get wild. There would be giants and tinies, anthro animal folk, kaiju, slimes, robots, plushes, mythical creatures, ect.

And I specifically think about that point, where everyone in the world realizes that they're seeing each other's "true" forms, no matter how strange or subtle. And I think about the understanding between everyone, where they'd know that even if you've become a completely different creature, you're happy. And it's you.

I'd like to think that everyone would respect each other's new forms. That feels hopeful, but I'd want it to be true.

Then I imagine the feeling of being myself. A short, roundish, fluffy pigeon. I can probably still talk, but making coos is much more comfortable. Maybe I still have hands at the ends of my wings, maybe i use my feet for things.

But people would look at me, and no matter how strange i seem, they'd know it was truly, actually me.