Le poisson ne pense pas
Le poisson est muet, sans expression
Le poisson ne pense pas parce qu'il sait tout
The fish doesn't think
The fish is mute, expressionless
The fish doesn't think because the fish knows everything
I leave you with the ink drawing of Canary damselfish and the lyrics of "this is a film", to illustrate the omniscience of the fish. No reason.
In this picture there are a few of them. The one in the foreground is Gañifa rock arch, middle plane is occupied by the iconic Roque Nublo, and in the backgound there is Teide. You can't get much more landmarky than this.
And here is the cat, who finds himself facing an enormous violin scroll after all the hiking, trekking, walking and navigating. He looks perplexed, but, let's face it, who wouldn't be in his place.
Today's Inktober prompt is "navigator/navigateur".
Initially I thought I'll go with a more modern version of the word, but a reference image search brought me this beautiful illustration of Saint Brendan le Navigateur, and I've changed my mind.
Many other depictions have him holding a boat in his hand, and he is the patron saint of sailors.
I must have seen the picture in one of the James Christensen books that we have, but didn't remember it.
I've chosen to ignore the obvious "-jet" addition to "jumbo", and went with the source of all the jumbo tags - the so named elephant.
The cat, who is not small himself, is there for scale. They both look so pleased because they were pen pals for years and now have the first opportunity to meet, thanks to the Inktober tag.
And here is the cat, on the road again, trying to tackle Harry Pregerson interchange in LA. The fact that I unwittingly put him into a left-hand drive car doesn't make things easier.
One day, a long time ago, I entered a dark windowless corridor in the new, but already shabby, building of our university. One of the doors had a hole, where the lock was broken out completely. The room behind the door had the windows looking at another part of the same building, the sun hitting it full-on. First, I noticed a blurry regular pattern on a wall opposite to the door and then something moving. It took me some time to work out the moving thing was a curtain hanging out of one of the windows in the sunlit wall. The fact that it was upside down didn't help to recognise it.
It was an accidentally formed camera obscura, very imperfect of course. I'd never seen the effect before. We had studied a bit of optics at school, and there might have been an illustration in the textbook, but it probably was a line drawing, and it was difficult to form a link between it and real life. My own illustration of the event also doesn't explain much, I'm afraid.
And below I leave a beautifully executed, but still not very explanatory, version of the same phenomenon printed by Hokusai
Today’s Inktober prompt is “scarecrow/épouvantail”.
And here is Turnip Head, happy as usual, greeting you.
I guess this departure from the previous line of “adventure/travel” prompts is due to upcoming Halloween.
Which reminds me that I need a pumpkin.
And here is the cat, bitterly regretting his decision to come to a polar expedition. What is all this white stuff? He doesn't like this white stuff.
Come to the pole they said. It will be fun they said.
It's a difficult subject to draw. You just have to believe me that ill-fated "American Star" in the pic is extremely rusty.
Or rather it was rusty. Now it is mostly gone.
And here us the cat, camping illegally in Teide National Park. He really, really wanted to see the comet. And cats are very good in ignoring the rules imposed by humans, as we all know.
And here is the cat, dressed up as one. As costumes go, this one is not bad. Still, he doesn't like it. He is a refined creature, and there is nothing refined about rhinoceroses.
Today's Inktober prompt is "uncharted / inexplorée".
And, of course, the first thing that comes to mind is "here be dragons".
Just one very large dragon, really. He barely fits into this measly bit of uncharted terrain, and doesn't fit at all once he spreads his wings.
