#agblend13

She's dancing! She's prancing! She's necromancing!

She's a regular cat, why do you ask.

Far from the fizzing waves of the Susurrus Sea, deep among the chiming leaves of the Porcelain Forest, a small infestation of thunderclouds is coming between a flower and her afternoon tea. Nothing warms ones drink quite like the citrusy spice of a fallen star, or in this case, moon, and a great sigh seems to emanate from the glimmering earth as an entire forest strains upward toward the nourishing rain. Her kittybee remains undaunted with the promise of an afternoon snack (I am told the clouds taste not unlike raisins) while a local snail has no idea what is going on.

⭐️ On Cosmic Balance: Tuna or Shrimp? 🌙

The smallest of catdragons has achieved the biggest of dreams: to finally capture the moon. Scooped right out of the emerald pools of the porcelain forest, a moon's reflection is the perfect size for a night of play... 🌙

How do I keep my baby happy? With an endless supply of fireworks and assorted combustibles of course! Who am I to stand in her way...💣😻💥

:: The humans find cats to be compelling interspecies companions due to the independent spirit innate to all felines. When a cat wants to spend time with a human, it is by choice, the result of a complex decision tree that cannot be influenced by outside means. Paradoxically, a human’s desire to forge an emotional bond with the lesser quadrupeds results in a relationship that places them subservient to the smaller life form. It is this infiltration of human society which makes “cats” exemplary agents for planetwide assimilation :: Deploy the cybernetically enhanced drones :: Individual cloaking fields activated :: Nanoprobes ready :: Resistance is futile ::

Cy-Purr is available for adoption through WOWxWOW as part of their April group show Mementos of Spirit.

What was it that happened when Wood Bot met the comet who lost its tail? Ribbons of flame that didn't burn, a glowing thread, a startled owl, a spare handkerchief... fragments of story on the tip of our memory, while the rest lies hidden in curls of smoke. I think together we can figure out how this ends, while we work hand in (paw) to help those in need.

♡ Anka

✹ Scarlet Moon Morpho ✶ Acrylics on wood with metal leaf, appx 3x4" (Sold)