Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Oh, gag. By the time I finished these rough sketches I was ready to hurl. After they've lost their gelatinous outer cover, they develop their full fetid odor. It got worse and worse as I sketched.
The flies and other small insects that help disperse the spores, which are not airborne, were delighted.
And let me tell you, this is way, WAY too close to be to a mature stinkhorn...