#cecil the cat

[mrlimesapper]

Got some late night drawing in tonight, colored in a sketch I did a little while ago I did of this cat dude. Ended up making another version that was pretty experimental with brushes and junk, which is the first one here:

Their name is Cecil by the way c: Wanted to make my own black cat character, although he's more of a very, very deep purple. While his physique is more inspired by tamer pieces of the Cartoon Cat, his demeanor is much more inspired by the Cheshire Cat, if not friendlier. They got that big Totoro grin, you know you can trust them.

Only afterwards did I realize he kinda looks like a lankier, friendlier Gengar. You can really tell how influenced I am by the things I enjoy lol.

[ohhellno]

Cecil The Cat waiting patiently for Santa.

2023

[strange-and-unusual-bibelot]

Khoshekh the loveable Night Vale Community Radio cat, he’s very cute, has his adult kitty spine spikes and floats about four feet off the ground in the studio bathroom, right beside the sink!

No photography please! We don’t know the full consequences of what will happen to you, this is your final warning!

[liltaireissocute]

HE IS HOLDING A CAT.

[luminarai]

Life imitates art imitates life… or something🪴

Featuring my second attempt at glazing ceramics and also Mim the cat (clearly shocked at having her likeness stolen and used for pottery purposes)

[bulkhummus]

What I think is particularly heart breaking about this episode, is that Esteban is immortalizing a memory that Cecil doesn’t get to experience. Esteban knows about his grandfather, because he has heard the story several times before according to Abby, in fact they all just heard it. Cecil is experiencing, second hand, remnants of a memory that slides off of him. It refuses to stick.

There is something so poetic to me about Cecil being a reporter, a journalist, an observer, and doing everything to piece together a story from literal scraps of his own life, only to find its already been written for him. The story has already been told. Cecil doesn’t listen to stories, he tells them. I can think of nothing more infuriating than a story being told and not having a satisfying ending, or an ending that makes sense. Nothing within the story justified the ending. And yet we have seen it before throughout the show.

I am reminded of the episode It Doesn’t Hold Up, where Cecil watches the last few minutes of his comfort film Cat Ballou, changed and different. He has seen the same movie over and over and over again, and now the ending is different. In the drawing Esteban drew in 245, there is a shovel stuck into the dirt, and there is a boy climbing into a tree. In the ending of Cat Ballou, there is a man digging into the base of the tree. Just like in the episode It Sticks With You, when Abby, Cecil and their mother journey into the woods, and Cecil climbs into a tree over and over and over again until he can no longer remember the outing with his husband and son. Just like in Cassettes, when a young Cecil’s story is cut short, in an ending that Cecil refuses to listen to, immortalized on tape.

Just like in Liminal Spaces, when Cecil enters a space that is neither here nor there and is haunted by someone who tells him that he wants Cecil to remember. The very face that Cecil saw in Cat Ballou in It Doesn’t Hold Up. In fact, he tells Cecil he has no choice, before once again, he is pulled from the story.

Cecil’s whole life is one long interrupted narrative. It’s as if he is an old cassette that isn’t rewound all the way before pulled out of the slot and put back on a shelf. The next person to listen to the tape, unknowing, doesn’t realize where they’re starting off is not the beginning. There are things missing. Cecil has gotten so good at forgetting (and justifiably so) — has forgotten how to stop. He’s recording over the same tape over and over again until the tape inside is no longer coherent. I’m thinking, of the sound of a cassette being rewound, and how it could sound very much like how Cecil is often describing owl sounds.

So, how disquieting, to have your own family stare back at you, privy to information about yourself that you do not get to have. Cecil is there, quite literally, to construct a story for his town, but who is there to construct a story for him? A man you used to hate? A sister you aren’t sure you even like? A husband who you have forgotten before? Children who see and hear more than you realize? The listener?

No. Instead he will sit until dawn comes, and be made a fool out of trying to create a story, maybe even a better one, out of scraps of memories.

[dazzlingskydreams]

Additional scans from the Lies of P artbook

Fox and Cat

Survivor and the Atoned

Patricia

Aliadoro

Cecile

[writeouswriter]

There’s something so fascinating about Cecil winning the tumblr sexyman poll when he for the most part doesn’t have a canonical appearance, he truly is the ultimate sexyman because he’s everyone, he’s no one, he’s whoever the listener imagines him to be, so different, and yet recognizable each time, you look at him across all his designs and interpretations and you just know. You just know.

[vlasdygoth]

now play nice

[cloudselkie]

The cat tree has borne fruit.

[abessive-art]

HELL YEAH GUYS!

[ohhellno]

Cecil The Cat looking cute under The Christmas Tree.

2023

[nazunyanz]

i promised twitter i’d draw cecil in a maid outfit if he won against reigen and you wont believe what happened . commit to the better bit !

[sagewing]

Did someone say furry Cecil Palmer

[luminarai]

Attempting to get the beast used to a dental hygiene routine is… well, it’s going.

(She stayed that way for a solid 8 seconds despite hating being held belly up so I think it’s safe to say that Mim is not beating the ‘tiny speaker playing elevator music instead of a brain’ allegations any time soon.)

[potato-lord-but-not]

I can't believe you drew cat boy cecil

I can excuse cat boy Cecil but I draw the line at cat boy will wood