Thursday, 27 February 2014


We have all these tiny dinosaurs running around London, and, far from being amazed at how frickin awesome that is, we treat them as pests - letting our kids and Jack Russells terrorise them, shoeing them away and covering everything in spikes to stop them sitting down. 
So, to remind us all how bad-ass the now humble pigeon could have been if it were just a little bigger I whipped up an embroidery of it's most identifiably dino-bits - it's bones.
The whole time I was making this, the guys at work were trying to guess if it was a Compsognathus or Deinonychus. No, gentlemen... it's a pigeon. That's how entirely brilliant evolution is.

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