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terridrawsstuff
@terridrawsstuff.bsky.social
Illustrator/cartoonist, Helioscope member, National Science Foundation grantee, Antarctica, blessing/curse, she/her
Portfolio at https://www.terrinelson.com
Youtube channel: https://tinyurl.com/terridrawsstuff
Email is terridrawsstuff at gmail dot com
This is the poster above my head in the blood draw room at the hospital
January 5, 2026 at 9:35 PM
Happy New Year’s Eve to everyone. #lemonpig
December 31, 2025 at 10:46 PM
It was pretty amazing. The sheathbills were frequently absolutely filthy though.
December 29, 2025 at 10:27 PM
I kind of wondered what Spotify would say about my listening history.
Who else was too weird for Spotify to figure out? (I listened to Spotify while I was traveling, I listen to albums I’ve bought mostly directly from the artist if possible at home.) (Also I’m 58 but apparently incredibly immature)
December 4, 2025 at 3:33 PM
BUT! This homunculus has a peen! A teeny peen! What if you don't have a peen? Well, science has finally thought about that, and there's a paper that I can't access because MIT hates me. I assume the butt-side is the same regardless of gender assigned at birth.  
direct.mit.edu/leon/article...
December 4, 2025 at 12:00 AM
For instance, the nerves for your hands are dispersed over a large area of your brain and the nerves for your arms are dispersed over a much small area, so that's why the little guy has giant hands and string bean arms.
December 3, 2025 at 11:55 PM
I just learned about the motor cortex homunculi so now you have to TOO. It's the ratio of motor and sensory innervation of the various body parts. And if it was a little guy, it would look like this.
December 3, 2025 at 11:48 PM
Found some time-lapse video of me painting an ungodly number of little blue flowers at @helioscopepdx.bsky.social - the only way I get through tedious things like this is because I love my friends there and they are infinitely entertaining while I work.
November 27, 2025 at 5:32 PM
I walked past this mural recently and I wonder if anyone pointed out that it looks like this guy is farting butterflies BEFORE they started painting it on the building.
November 27, 2025 at 5:15 AM
Because crows have eyes on the side of their heads, they see different things at the same time. Generally they use the same eye to see things close up, like food, and the other eye to scan for predators. So I am still getting the “possible threat” eye from them, even though they seem to trust me.
November 19, 2025 at 5:25 PM
He ate so fast he puked. But it’s ok, he ate it again.
November 19, 2025 at 5:00 PM
SOMEONE was happy I’m home
November 19, 2025 at 4:58 PM
Is there anything on the planet cuter than a baby duck?
November 19, 2025 at 4:42 PM
I was homesick while I was gone, and kept looking at old photos of familiar places like this intersection near my studio. I love how much of the past Portland hung on to. I can walk outside my workplace at lunch and almost see back through time in little ways.
November 19, 2025 at 1:44 AM
I’m back from traveling. What did I miss?
November 19, 2025 at 1:36 AM
It’s a fraught morning around here.
October 8, 2025 at 7:02 PM
I’m at the dog park right now and as you can see, everything is on fire and there’s insurrectionists everywhere.
October 6, 2025 at 12:01 AM
Pumpkin time in war-torn Portland
October 1, 2025 at 9:12 PM
My corner of war-ravaged Portland
September 30, 2025 at 4:32 PM
Oh thank god it’s raining. I hope we get another one of these sooner rather than later.
September 29, 2025 at 8:04 PM
Morning dawns. At last I can poke my head above the foxhole of my living room whilst drinking coffee and letting the dog out to go potty. I present to you a few more photoss from #war-ravagedPortland. When shall this horror END.
September 28, 2025 at 3:07 PM
More dispatches from war-torn Portland. My elderly father called and said “the tv news says you’re setting fire to an ice rink?” (I told him nothing is actually happening and to get off Fox)
September 27, 2025 at 5:11 PM
Dispatch from war-torn Portland this morning.
September 27, 2025 at 4:15 PM
You’re welcome to come hang out on my porch with The Mafia anytime you want. They like hotdogs, they want me to tell you.
September 27, 2025 at 3:17 PM
I keep looking at the cover of my Lands End catalog and… does it look like this woman is possessed to you guys?
August 28, 2025 at 8:20 PM