Léo Forest Leo Forest (b. 1985, based Paris, France) - Chat, 2023, Drawings: Pencil, Charcoal, Pastel on Paper
This is the most perfect depicition of a cat debate I've ever seen.
reblog for sample size !!
happy hanukkah!!!!
Juan Ruiz aka Jvan Rviz (Spanish, b. Jaén, Spain, based Granada, Spain) - CÅt MovE$ #4, 2021, Paintings: Oil on Paper
Commission for Trinity for their partner.
just look at this if you’re having a bad day
She does looks like she would speak in rhyme then disappear into the woods
These live rent-free in my head.
more drawings of the cats (3)
Cosmic cat! ✨💫🌙⭐️🌕
Singing a new year's song with 爱妃/Ai Fei ("Beloved concubine", a term of address Chinese emperors used for their favorite concubines/consorts)
English added by me :)
does anybody have that cat poem, you know the one. not mary oliver's poem. the one about a cat growing up with you like brothers but him still being small whereas you've grown tall. i need a good cry
Transcription of the poem for easier reading:
my cat is sad.
no one else in his family is a cat
we are all human except for him
he is excluded from most things
and no one tells him why
he just wants to play
and be loved
he looks at us with wonder
and disappointment
he says hello i am a cat what is my existence
what is that / why it and not me / please can you look at me and love me too
can i have some of your food please im sorry i dont like my food so much
do you want to play with my toys? this one is my favourite
do you like me
are we brothers
why didnt i grow up
why am i so small
can you help me be happy
where are you going
my cat is happy.
no one else in his family is a cat
we are all human except for him
he is the star of most things
and everyone tells him why
he just wants to play (he does)
and be loved (he is)
he looks at us with love
and playful disdain
he says hello i am a cat here is my existence
what is that / when can I sit on it / touch it / please can you look away from it I love you
can i have some of your food please im starving to death but yes I ate all mine why are you asking
do you want to play with my toys? this one is my favorite
i like you
you are my big brother
im never gonna grow up
im so small
but you lift me up and show me things
ill help you be happy
watch me go! (zoomies time)
Bite of the moon
Anyway here’s a poem I wrote about my cat
After “Do not stand at my grave and weep”, author disputed:
Do not stand at your bowl and meow. I gave you food. It’s in there now. I feed you at the dawning light, I feed you at the fall of night. I feed you kibbles mixed with meat And wet food for a special treat. I feed you even though you scoff At all the food within your trough. I feed you and still yet you yell Like as a beast from deepest hell. Do not stand at your bowl and cry. I gave you food. You will not die.
I wrote one for my roommate’s cat as well;
Do not stand at my feet and cry It’s VEGETABLES, you silly guy! Your begging will not change the food Into a thing you think is good I’ll give you things not cheese or meat You sniff at them and then retreat And yet, as soon as chopping starts You run back in and beg for parts You squint your eyes at plant-based food And yet you won’t stop BEGGING, dude! Do not stand by the stove and bleat You don’t like this. You will not eat.
(sigh) Cats. :)
what it’s like to own a black cat