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Fleur des Serre (Greenhouse Flowers) - 1900 - by Elizabeth Sonrel (French, 1874-1953) - Art Nouveau Postcard
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"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry
I made a comic about Furby babies and emotional neglect. As you do. (Click through for more legible resolution!)
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Psst. Don't tell the jolkein rolkein rolkein estate, but this is amazing. DO consider buying a print from the extraordinary artist responsible:
https://www.inprnt.com/gallery/leiaham/
Original Twitter thread with the artist's thoughts and commentary:
Ngl I totally forgot fandom discourse was a thing. I donât care man, I have car payments
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Panamaâs golden frogs beat extinction
The amphibians are returning to the wild 17 years after a deadly fungus nearly wiped them out.
Itâs been 17 years since the bright yellow Panamanian golden frog (Atelopus zeteki) hopped through its native habitat. But after nearly two decades of hard work, conservationists are finally reintroducing a new generation of the tiny fluorescent amphibians back into the tropical islandâs ecosystem. It wasnât that long ago that golden frogs were staring down almost certain extinction. The saga began in the late 1980s, when an invasive fungus called Batrachochytrium dendrobatidis (Bd) arrived in lower Central America. Soon, Bd spores spread throughout Panama. The fungal spores had no difficulty traveling through waterâand because golden frogs only live close to streams, they soon encountered the fungus themselves...
Read more: https://www.popsci.com/environment/golden-frogs-beat-extinction-panama/
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The Sea Bee - Terrifying DnD Sea Monster
Don't let the cute name fool you - the Sea Bee is an undead nightmare drifting through the deep. Hard to spot, easy to startle, and when it bursts? A wave of dark energy that's sunk ships and swallowed villages whole. Some say the mysterious shelligans made them as guardians. Perfect for your next high-seas horror encounter!
Braver souls can find more deep-sea horrors and undead oddities lurking on my Patreon. Enter at your own risk. đđ
Today my magnificent octopus magnum opus, a 126-page monograph on the genus RhombophryneâMadagascar's diamond frogs, was published open access in the journal Vertebrate Zoology. In it, my colleagues and I have described seven new diamond frog species and provided detailed revised accounts of each of the now 27 species in the genus, compiling practically everything that is known about these curious and obscure frogs!
Allow me to introduce the new characters:
This piece of lint precious child is Rhombophryne maraorao, a little burrowing species from the northeast of Madagascar. It is very similar ecologically to R. coudreaui, a long-known species from further south. The name maraorao means ârough to the touchâ in Malagasy, referring to the rough skin of this species. They do a weird thing where they straighten all of their limbs and go stiff in self defence. Think pumpkin toadlet post-launch mid-air stiffness, but⊠in the hand?
This beautiful creature is Rhombophryne mavokely, a little leaflitter-dwelling species from the northeast of Madagascar. The name mavokely is the Malagasy word for âpinkâ but literally translates as âsmall yellowâ (mavo = yellow, kely = small). I LOVE this bizarre etymology, and also this species is small and sometimes pink and sometimes yellowish, so the name seemed extremely apt. This species was the first Rhombophryne I ever saw aliveâI caught the first ever specimen immediately underneath my hammock on Marojejy in 2016!
This shiny boy is Rhombophryne sonaliae, a rather well known species from eastern Madagascar that has previously been called R. alluaudiâuntil we showed in 2019 that the correct use of that name was for a Plethodontohyla alluaudi from southern Madagascar! We dedicated this species to Sonali Garg, in recognition of her fantastic work especially on Asian frogs.
This forbidden truffle is Rhombophryne anatiala, a very poorly known species very closely related to R. sonaliae but found further north and differing subtly. The name anatiala means âin the forestâ in Malagasy, referring to the forest habitat of these frogs.
This bumpy beanbag with his go-faster chevron is Rhombophryne kotrobaratra, an interesting species from northeastern Madagascar with rather unusual anatomy, especially its quite long and strong hindlimbs. The name kotrobaratra means âthunder and lightningâ in Malagasy, and refers to the inclement weather that seems to bring these frogs out (true for all Rhombophryne, really) .
This coffee bean is Rhombophryne quentini, an orange-thighed species from high-elevation forests in northern Madagascar that resembles R. ellae. Back in 2020 I named R. ellae after my partner, Ella, and I thus took particularly great pleasure in naming this new, closely related species after our four-and-a-half year-old son, Quentin. A little family of frogs. :3
This little pebble is Rhombophryne kilonjy, a small, poorly known and obscure species related to R. ellae and R. quentini but found in lowland forest close to the coast in northwestern Madagascar. The name kilonjy means âpebbleâ in Malagasy because, well, just look at it.
Even way back in my tumblr posts from 2013 and 2014 I think you would find mentions of the work I had begun on this monograph. I had no notion that it would take more than twelve years to complete. But I cannot express my joy at finally being able to share these charming, round frogs with the world. I hope you approve of the names!
If you want to read a bit more about these frogs, you can do so on my website. I have even posted a couple short videos about them on TikTok and Instagram (which also will show you how to pronounce the names!). Basically, you can find me most places on the internet, and wherever you find me, you can be sure to find frogs and lizards and snakes and a good deal of enthusiasm.
i really canât stress enough how much i recommend regularly engaging with older artâ movies, books, whatever. like, âThose who do not learn history are doomed to repeat itâ and all that, but also, thereâs just something really fascinating and kind of beautiful about reading something written by someone who lived so long ago and really connecting with it, recognizing the humanity of people who once seemed like abstract concepts to you
I started reading The Tale of Genji during the pandemic, figuring I might as well improve my mind during lockdown. Itâs considered the oldest novel on record, possibly the first one ever written. Early in the book, thereâs an incident where the main character has a crush on a girl, so he tries to sneak into her familyâs property to get close to her, and along the way he runs into this ancient old grandma who canât half see and who mistakes him for one of her grandkids. So sheâs standing there going on and on about her digestive difficulties and whatever, and he canât speak up because if she hears his voice sheâll know heâs not who she thinks he is, so heâs just having to stand there and nod and hope sheâll go away soon. And Iâm reading all this and thinking that with a couple of adjustments this could be a modern day sitcom, and it made me happy to think that a thousand years ago someone was laughing at the same sort of stuff we laugh at today.
i read dickensâ great expectations in little fifteen minute installments on my breaks at work, sitting there dirty and tired and sweaty in a hot factory, and it made me think about how a hundred and sixty years ago there were probably tired guys in hot factories reading the story the exact same way, bit by bit, at their stupid jobs they couldnât afford to quit and were damn lucky even to have, and they too were glad to read the next chapter of mr dickenâs latest weird little story about weird little people
in reading War and Peace Iâve discovered that âdoing math homework at the dining room table with your angry dadâ has been a common terror since the 1800s
i remember reading tom sawyer, specially the part where he gets chastized erroneusly for dropping the sugar and he just spends minutes sitting in silence sulking and fantasizing about how sad everyone would be if he died and reveling in the self pity of how lonely and misunderstood he is and as a teenager who did exactly that with my 14 years of age i was shocked that an adult in the 1800âs had managed to capture that so well
Remember all those memes about âwhat if we just pretend 2016/2020/etc never happened and never mention it againâ? In 2004 BC, a refugee from Ur looked back on the past year and wrote:Â "May this year not be placed in the reckoning of years! May its number be taken down from its peg in Enlilâs temple, and may its name be unspoken, to far off days, to other days, and to the end of time.â
Thereâs another heartbreaking one from the same period in which a woman mourning her sonâs murder specifically grieves for âmy son who will never bring wedding gifts to his father-in-lawâs house, my son who will never bounce a child on his knees.â
And some time between 2200 and 1900 BCE, a refugee from the destroyed city of Isin (now in South-Central Iraq) wrote this:
âThis is my house, where good food is not eaten (not anymore). This is my house, where good drink is not drunk (not anymore). My house, where good seats are not sat in (not anymore) My house, where good beds are not laid in (not anymore)⊠My house, where no happy husband dwells with me, My house, where no sweet child dwells with me. My house, through whose doors, I, though jts mistress, never grandly pass- Never grandly pass, the doors of this house, In which I dwell no more. I- let me go into my old house, let me go in, Let me lie down, let me lie down! Let me go into my storehouse, oh let me in Let me lie down, let me lie down there, I- Let me lie down to sleep in my own house, It was sweet sleep I had there. Let me lie down in my house, let me lie down there in my bed, It was a good bed. I- Let me sit down on my own chair- It was a good chair.â
where is that renaissance painting with those two fellers and a giant fucking random skull on the floor that looks like it was accidentally stretched out in photoshop
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somebody please explain
Someone once told me itâs like that because it was designed to be hung in a stairwell so the skull pops out as you walk past.
âŠI guess it works but you have to be at a pretty sharp angle
There was a whole trend at one point where artists would include something in their paintings (usually a skull, for whatever reason) thatâs super distorted in just the right way so that it looks normal if you hold the painting up to a convex/concave mirror. I have absolutely no idea why. But I think thatâs whatâs going on here.
In case anyoneâs curious, hereâs what it looks like when you walk past it irl:
It does have a 3D effect to it! Itâs pretty neat, guess it would be even more impressive to people from the 14th century.
honestly, people just looking at the skull are missing the real deal here
You can read any implied text you see in this thing, even the book, thatâs how detailed it is. Look at the painting on those letters!
jesus christ youâre just showing off now, Hans!
HANS OH MY GOD
anyway, the skull apparently had some meaning about the transcendence of death, you can only see it clearly when you canât see the world clearly and vice versa, but man, Iâm all about the detail in this guyâs shit
No, I think youâre missing the real deal here
as an art historian, i think this is the best post on tumblr