The Daily Muse

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These might be the same poor flinkers who were desperately trying to dock during the cold rain and snow that corresponded almost exactly with our two-hour tour to the Ile Frioul.

Corn’s post of course made me think of collage-ist and bird-obssessive extraordinaire, Max Ernst and his masterpiece “Une Semaine de Bonte.” In my image search I randomly chose from the the squinty li’l thumbnails one that looked interesting but I couldn’t quite make out what it was, except it looked marginally avian and what should I come up with but a fab Ernst collage featuring:

a squid.**

Kinda like this cool one I saw at the Musee d’Historie Naturelle, Galerie de l’Evolution:***

Yes, leaves something to be desired technically, but they kept it really dim in there and we couldn’t use a flash. Wait’ll I post the pix of the annelids in blue-backlit jars.

* Roto, I’m expecting a song from you to the tune of the Village People’s “YMCA” based on Carl Jung’s theory of archetypes etc, starting, of course, with

“Jungman, there’s no need to feel down …

** And boobies, too.

*** Wow. A a country where an entire wing (actually it’s own renovated building — Boatdog, I think you’d dig the exhibition part of it) of the national museum of natural history is called the Hall of Evolution and it doesn’t occur to anyone to even consider disputing the notion of evolution. What a thought.

Not bodacious, but ta-tas nonetheless. For you, O3, with love. No idea what that thing next to her is, nor why she’s doing what she’s doing. Outside one of the buildings that make up the Museum d’Histoire Naturelle complex.  Those wacky Gaulois. Wait’ll I post the pic of the statue where the lion’s biting the guy on the butt. Go figure that one, too.