penguins

I like them. Birds that don't fly. Birds that are so inaccessible that I will never meet one in real life, so they will never be able to peck me to death.

I used to have a penguin icon on my mobile phone. And I have this crazy book of photos of two penguin-sized fibre-glass penguins, lugged to places such as London, Paris and New York just to be photographed.

And now, I found Edward Monkton's Penguin of Death.

Also check out his gallery. I love the shoe, the frock, the chocolate and the potato that can't swim.