EGG Porn: Easter Edition! Kind of.

One of Giorgia Borroni's "Uovo" portraits.

I'm kind of an egg junkie. I desperately want chickens, but this asshole I live with won't let me get them. To be fair, his argument that he will have to do all of the maintenance, while I do all of the chicken-petting, is likely accurate.

In addition to eating eggs pretty much every damn day, I find the shape soothing and peaceful. It pleases my brain when egg-shapes pop up in unexpected locations.

So EGGS.

Cracked. Gugkaev's Omlamp.



Goofy Egg Sculptures by Mark Cawood.




Cooler than your fort. Baumraum Egg treehouse.



My next boyfriend will make me this: Black Sesame Egg Yolk Mooncake.




Sexytime Roca Cocoon egg shower.



Elaborate Virgin Mary mosaic made of 15,000 eggs. For realz.





Make a heart-shaped eggggg.
(Thanks Rose!)



Thug life: KasaUovo Houses




Egg Workspaces!




This video never ever ceases to disappoint me.
(Embedded below, but click on the link for ultimate pleasure. Thanks Nina!)



Afterword: My philosophical position on eggs.
Since I can't get em via the vaginas of my own chicken pets, we get eggs through various local farms. My favorite eggs come from Tempel Farms. Local eggs are 100 times fresher and tastier than mass-produced store varieties. Big, creamy, no salt needed. Not to mention that by purchasing locally-sourced eggs, you avoid contributing to vast amounts of waste and cruelty (i.e., grinding up male baby chicks) that coincide with factory-farmed eggs. Pretty much all eggs found at your average chain grocery store tend to come from factory egg farms.
Not all local farms are guaranteed to be cruelty-free by definition, but I have yet to come across one in the Chicagoland area that utilizes the practices of mass-produced egg farms. It's just not practical or necessary in a smaller context.
Yes. I'm a hippie. I also find local, happy-chicken eggs to be a basically cruelty-free source of animal protein. The chickens don't need em, it doesn't hurt 'em, and chicken embryos don't have a brain for shit. (That is the technical explanation for the poultry central nervous system, incidentally. Note also my expertise on chicken vaginas.)