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Tchernobyl Matriochka by Jaime Pitarch
Team Instinct: “They’ll never find me in here”
Beautiful Ballet Portrait Of Performers Claiming The Streets Of NYC
Ballet is an intimately physical art that has been merged with the beauty of music, photography and dance, captured by Puerto Rico born, NYC-based photographer Omar Robles’ camera on the streets of New York city.
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she’s a brick
It’s the theme song of my phone currently :’D
How cats conquered the world (and a few Viking ships)
Thousands of years before cats came to dominate Internet culture, they swept through ancient Eurasia and Africa carried by early farmers, ancient mariners and even Vikings, finds the first large-scale look at ancient-cat DNA.
The study, presented at a conference on 15 September, sequenced DNA from more than 200 cats that lived between about 15,000 years ago and the eighteenth century ad.
Researchers know little about cat domestication, and there is active debate over whether the house cat (Felis silvestris) is truly a domestic animal — that is, its behavior and anatomy are clearly distinct from those of wild relatives. “We don’t know the history of ancient cats. We do not know their origin, we don’t know how their dispersal occurred,” says Eva-Maria Geigl, an evolutionary geneticist at the Institut Jacques Monod in Paris. Read more.
materiacollective:
“Today I learned that flowers are a better cushion than you might think they would be. Also, it’s not dark down here, and not everything is scary. Some of it is scary, and it’s certainly very different, but I am not alone.Well, right now, I am alone. But she’ll be back. Until then, I’m going to wait here and write to you.” @laurentheflute Chapter 1: Patience with wonderful art by @recklessflailing
“I know times are tough right now. Believe me, I really do; what you’re going through is something no human your age should have to endure. I know you didn’t ask for this, and I know it’s not fair. Right now, everyone is telling you the same thing: “stay strong,” “have courage,” “be brave.” @drumultima
Chapter 2: Bravery with wonderful art by @cliffe
“Every star is different, Some are red, some green, some blue. So I’ll ask you a question, now: What kind of star are you?” @drumultima Chapter 3: Integrity with lovely art by @loopy-lupe
AAAaa Chapter 3 is out!!! :D
Gandalf doesn’t say that Shadowfax is the best or fastest, he says that he is the “lord of all horses” and I quite frankly want more information about the responsibilities and powers that come with that position.
I would assume it behooves him to create a more stable economy for all horses by reigning in unnecessary spending. It must be a huge responsibility to be saddled with, but I’m sure he always meets it with unbridled enthusiasm. He’s probably chomping at the bit for the next horse presidential race - in fact, I hear he’s already leading in the Gallup polls.
oh my god i lost 7 followers
okay no more horse puns
#all they do is stirrup bad feelings
GODDAMMIT.
@hiddenlacuna
*CACKLING*
HORSELORD OF THE RINGS
I feel like it behooves me to reblog this, since it is one of my mane fandoms.
Pacific Rim wild west AU (or Star Wars The Force Awakens wild west AU)
Oh boy so uh- the thing about the Wild West is that it was super genocidal and colonial and racist, and it continues to be the most treasured setting in the American cultural ethos and I refuse to back away from that part of it, to acknowledge hat these lands were empty for the taking, so this might be way darker than you expected, um-
1: Rey’s first memory is this: it is cold and she is walking. Someone, somewhere is crying, and there are men on horseback (she remembers their legs, how huge they were, how they penned them in on all sides) but mostly there are just people in one long chain of misery from here to the horizon. She is clutching to her mothers skirt, shivering in a leather dress, and she is terrified. Her mother is stroking her hair, singing the sorts of nonsense things that mothers say to frightened children. When they stop for the night, her mother pulls her hair from her face, carefully, and puts it in one of those buns that she sees white women wearing, doesn’t leave it loose around her shoulders, or in her braids.
“At least,” her mother says, “you look like your father. I want you to run to that town and stay there, until one of us can come and get you. You must stay there, you can’t follow us, do you understand?”
Rey is crying, crying, and she nods. She runs, at her mother’s direction, in the middle of the night, and never sees her again.
2. Her name is not Rey. It is longer, and more beautiful, but she stuttered the first time she introduced herself, and the man at the saloon had laughed, and no one could pronounce it and she was six and alone and terrified and didn’t protest the abbreviation.
She can’t remember what it is, any more, and hopes her mother will tell her when she comes back. She will come back.
3. There was, and this is true, a winter so cold it froze most of the cows where the stood in the fields. The next spring it stank to high heaven, and by the summer, the bones were bleached white in the fields.
There are, and this is true, big city folk who ride the railroad, and shoot herds of Buffalo put the window, to say they have done it, and leave the corpses to rot. Within a season, the heat and the bugs pick them dry, and Rey, with a solemnity that the other bone pickers don’t match, picks them up and puts them to use.
The skulls are worth the most, but other bones get turned into dice and buttons and fertilizer, and this way, she thinks, at least they are going to use and not to waste.
4. The civil war is half a generation over, and slavery never really ended. Finn knows, technically, that he isn’t a slave, but working in a chain gang for the railroad doesn’t feel much different. Chained beside him is a cow theif, who claims to be from actual Mexico.
“It ain’t as far south as you think it is,” he says “‘sides, it ain’t stealing if it’s on your land and they stole your cows in the first place, now is it?”
He grins, straight white teeth unmarked by chewing tobacco or sugar, and he claims to know every trail from railroad to cow trail between here and California, if only he had a horse to ride.
Finn is trusted.
He is put in charge, one night, of tending the horses, and he seizes his chance with both hands.
5. Maz Kanata seems impossibly old. She is, Han tells them in an undertone, nearly ninety. She has lived in three continents, and bears five different brands upon her skin, and she’s been a runaway and a freedman for sixty years. Her hair, wildly curly and white, is pulled back behind a colourful wrap, and she’s been running this saloon since before the civil war. Her hands are arthritic, she has a shotgun in her belt, and she has stacked two pairs of sunglasses on her nose to see them clearly.
She sees Rey, and with her wrinkled hands gently touches her face. Touches the bridge of her nose, and her cheekbones. She has always looked sun kissed, although she wraps her face in linen in some half-remembered advice whenever she works in the sun.
Maz traces her face, squints at her, as if she can see the bones through the skin and says “ah, child. You already know, don’t you. Whomever you are waiting for, they are never coming back.”
Tattoo done by Miryam Lumpini.
This is the first time I’ve seen color tattoos on dark skin that actually look vibrant and pigmented!!!!!
Once I was talking to a dark skinned lady who told me that she was jealous of my pasty skin because she wants color tattoos, which her artist said wasn’t possible with her skin tone. I sent her to mine, and he proceeded to go off about how dark skin accepts greens, yellows, and white beautifully, and that her previous artist just lacked the skills to use those 3 colors as highlights to make other colors pop more. If you are dark skinned and your tattoo artist says you can’t have bright colors, find a new one.
Re-blogged again for that added text!!!
Omfg!!!!
Weeding out the racist tattoo artists
She’s in my city, yo! I think I just found my new artist. Thank YAH!!! 😩
How are gems able to travel the vast distances between star systems? Well, it looks like they just showed us how! The attention to detail in this show is remarkable.
(explanation below)
The closest star to earth, besides the sun, is about 4.4 light years away, meaning that traveling at the speed of light, it would take 4.4 years to get there. The approximate diameter of our galaxy is 100,000 light years. According to known laws of physics, matter cannot travel faster than light. So how is Homeworld able to go around galaxy conquering so quickly?
That ship appears to be creating an Alcubierre drive, one of the only theoretical propulsion methods capable of faster-than-light interstellar travel. I’m no expert, so correct me if I am wrong, but the physics behind it essentially are that it compresses the fabric of space in front of it and expands the space behind it, effectively meaning that the ship does not move at all, but rather rides on a ripple in the very fabric of reality. Matter cannot travel at speeds faster than light, but there is no limit to how fast space itself can expand.
One proposed method for creating an Alcubierre drive is to create an artificial black hole in front of the ship to compress the spacetime in front of it. That is what they are doing here! Sorry for the long winded explanation; I get really excited when cartoons do their science right!
So there you have it, that is the level of technology Homeworld possesses.
(with my short existence / i can make a difference)
The Pearl is beautiful.
Rose Quartz knows that Pearls are beautiful, are made to be beautiful, are beauty personified, all light and delicacy, art and arches, the body a temple, a monument, to beauty. But this Pearl— Rose’s Pearl, is— is hers, is beautiful, and it strikes her stupid.
An aide-de-camp, awarded along with Rose’s promotion to Commander of Earth Forces, a gift as practical as it is prestigious. A Pearl from Pink Diamond’s own spire.
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this made me tear up a little :’)
want a go, new girl?
Hao Jingfang wins Hugo award with dark story of social inequality and injustice in Beijing
“A futuristic tale of urban life in Beijing has won a Chinese novelist a top international prize for science fiction, beating out heavyweight Stephen King for the honour.
Hao Jingfang, 32, won the Hugo Award for best novelette with Folding Beijing, a year after another Chinese writer, Liu Cixin, won the best novel prize for The Three-Body Problem, Xinhua reported on the weekend.
Receiving her award in Kansas City, Missouri, Hao said she was not surprised she had won but had also been prepared to lose.
“In Folding Beijing, I have raised a possibility for the future and how we face the challenges of automated production, technological advances, unemployment and economic stagnation,” she said.
Hao said her book offered a solution to those challenges, but she hoped the situations she described would not become reality.
Hao is from Tianjin, and graduated with a physics degree from Tsinghua University in 2006.
The Hugo Awards, established in 1953, are regarded as the highest honour in science fiction and fantasy. They are named after Hugo Gernsback who was the founder of the American science fiction magazineAmazing Stories.”
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Congratulations Hao Jingfang!
You can read Hao Jingfang’s Hugo prize-winning novelette Folding Beijing here at Uncanny Magazine
yesss I’ve been wanting to read her work
WATCH: A Behind-the-Scenes Timelapse Captures the Extraordinary Physical Labor for the New Stop Motion Film ‘Kubo and the Two Strings’ [video]
Oh my gosh!! <3
Do Your Part! Illegally Download Scientific Papers
http://boingboing.net/2016/08/25/do-your-part-illegally-downlo.html
Some ladies. Wanted to try drawing different hairstyles and got carried away. This is the first realistic thing I’ve painted in awhile that I’m even remotely happy with.