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Showing posts with label Cats. Show all posts
Bucket List Item #845: Pet Edward Gorey's Cat
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I went to the Edward Gorey Museum today in his former house and was pleasantly surprised to see how weird it still manages to be, even after having the bulk of his thousands and thousands of books and collections removed. Among other things they had a scavenger hunt for all 26 dead children from the Gashlycrumb Tinies, here is G is for George, smothered under a rug:
I also learned he had a pop-up book called The Dwindling Party published in the 80s that I'm off to get as soon as possible:



Looking at the book covers he made, I mentioned to my mum that there was a great web-comic artist who made comics extrapolated from his work. "Kate Beaton!" said the girl next to us, "I'm friends with her! She just moved to Brooklyn!" Hi Kate! Check them out (click to enlarge):



Fiona Arrives
Post-Apocalyptic Screen Grabs #5
Life After People (Part 1 - NYC)
Cause: Unknown

Without maintenance, skyscrapers' windows would soon fall out and let the elements in. Weeds, insects, and vermin would move in in quick succession creating vertical ecosystems. The descendants of household cats would soon follow.
"I can picture New York City with all the buildings covered with vines, you know, hawks sailing around, it would be lovely, it would be absolutely lovely. I suppose, if you wanted to be really imaginative about it, you could say that eventually they [cats] could be like flying squirrels and so on. They could glide from places. The possibility is always there for some imaginative responses to this unusual environment."
—Ray Coppinger, Hampshire College

Park Avenue South:




Minetta Street:



The Empire State Building collapses:




El Train:


City Hall Park:




The Brooklyn Bridge bites it:


"Zoo animals are really the great unknown, depending on whether or not they could escape from their confinement, then things change dramatically because you might have lions, you might have tigers, both of which would be capable of surviving in a post-human period."
—John Hadidian, urban ecologist with the Humane Society Of The United States

One sad thing I learned about the post-human future is that the expanding shell of radio and TV signals that I thought would forever preserve our memory will in fact dissipate into noise within two light years, long before it reaches the nearest star.
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