SNIFF + FLEHMEN

things. and such.

[sniffandflehmen]

A supercut examining Wes Anderson’s use of the colors red and yellow.

Edited by Rishi Kaneria (@rishikaneria). Music by Mychael Danna. Footage from:

Bottle Rocket Rushmore The Royal Tenenbaums The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou The Darjeeling Limited Fantastic Mr. Fox Moonrise Kingdom The Grand Budapest Hotel Hotel Chevalier Castello Cavalcanti

[fuckyeahfluiddynamics]

Like the atmosphere, the ocean is constantly in motion, churned by currents that often go unnoticed by humans watching the surface. Filmmaker Julie Gautier and free diver Guillaume Néry demonstrate the power and speed of some of these underwater currents in the film above. The footage was shot in Tiputa Pass, part of an atoll northeast of Tahiti. In it, Néry serves as a human-shaped seed particle in the flow, illustrating just how swift the current is.  (Video credit: J. Gautier; via Colossal; submitted by jshoer)

[itsokaytobesmart]

Could our species one day explore and inhabit every corner of our solar system? Here’s an inspiring film by Erik Wernquist, accompanied by the words of Carl Sagan, that explores what that future might look like.

Each of the scenes in Wanderers is taken from actual scientific observations of our cosmic backyard, painstakingly recreated from the imagery gathered in our half century of observation and exploration. I had goosebumps going most of the time, but they were especially perked by the mists of Enceladus’ seismic geysers, and the barren sunset over the Martian plains.

"One doesn’t discover new lands without consenting to lose sight, for a very long time, of the shore" - André Gide

[larmoyante]

I said to her “how can you leave me when you know that I love you?” And she said, “Love, what do you know of love?” She said, “I need a man who can prove to me that he loves me, No better yet, I need a man who can put into words how he loves me” And I said, “words, what are words when I love you like math” She said, “Like math, is that how you think you love me, You love me like….” I said I love you like math, Infinite and exact And you cannot subtract from my attraction Or reduce into fractions Infinitesimal as the decimal to my point I’m the equation to your quotients The sensation of my devotion Is the calculation to your notions Exponential are my solutions To the differential of your delusions Confusions between love and sex Too complex to divide or multiply I am just an X looking for the answer to Y I mean, why was this division your decision? Why was the subtraction your action Why was my formula rejected? When my love was geometric Like a line with a finish, without a start That you cannot define, diminish or dare to break apart Perfect as a circle Trapped inside your trapezoidal truth If love is your problem, this is my proof.

Chad Anderson, “Like Math” (via larmoyante)

[ilovecharts]

via Kurt White

[firewhisky]

To celebrate Speak Your Own Language day, a (very shortened) list of Potterwords and their French translation.

[new-aesthetic]

(via Twitter / Eleni_dW: A sign of our times. Makes …)

[sniffandflehmen]

I saw a map (top) of DC showing the distribution of iPhone users (red) vs Android users (green). I thought to myself, didn't I see something similar to this, but income-based? So I trekked over to to ArcGIS to view the US Median Household Income Map generator and pulled up a DC map (bottom image) that shows a clear distinction between high income (dark green) vs low income (tan to light tan).  The two maps are eerily similar. But of course, always remember that correlation does NOT imply causation!

[dimensao7]

[cheechakos-deactivated20150402]

okay.

[parislemon]

Your anger will cool into hardened passionate insight if you wait a day. Most of the things that make me angry, I try to let them sit. The heat that remains will be sufficient. The stuff that evaporates is the stuff that would have simply offended or made it histrionic.

Keith Olbermann, in an interview with Esquire.

I also generally find this to be true.

(via parislemon)

[arsanatomica]

Inflating a set of cat lungs

Lungs are by most accounts mundane. Everybody has them, few give it much thought. But sequestered within darkness of the chest cavity, enveloping the fluttering heart, there’s a incredible wonder to this oddly inflatable organ.

Dissection is a destructive process. Rudely excised from membranous mooring and nourishing vessels, the deflated lungs appear little more than bloodied meat; amorphous and exposed…….until a breath of air unfurls its secret glory. 

Here, a set of cat lungs is inflated with a straw. Comprised of hundreds of millions of microscopic air sacks called aveoli, Mammalian lungs harbor air capacity that is difficult to believe unless seen. The color of the entire organ lightens into a soft pink, as each microscopic sac fills with air.

A debt of gratitude is owed to cyborgraptor for her assistance in creating these gifs, as well as the students that help me film this demo. 

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[thebeardsnotes-blog]

Skeletal Creatures Carved Out Of Everyday Objects

Artist - Maskull Lasserre 

[spendingalifetimeinthebackground]

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[sniffandflehmen]

This rabbit is my new work spirit animal

[fivefoottwoandbulletproof]

If you’ve ever doubted yourself, walk deep into any forest. Notice how the trees still stand even though they are given no recognition. Walk along any stream. The water still flows, though no one stops to praise it. Watch the stars late at night; they shine without acknowledgment. Humans are just the same. We are made out of the same elements as these beautiful wonders. Always remember your beauty and self worth.

(via fivefoottwoandbulletproof)

[likeafieldmouse-deactivated2015]

How often people speak of art and science as though they were two entirely different things, with no interconnection. An artist is emotional, they think, and uses only his intuition; he sees all at once and has no need of reason. A scientist is cold, they think, and uses only his reason; he argues carefully step by step, and needs no imagination. That is all wrong. The true artist is quite rational as well as imaginative and knows what he is doing; if he does not, his art suffers. The true scientist is quite imaginative as well as rational, and sometimes leaps to solutions where reason can follow only slowly; if he does not, his science suffers.

Isaac Asimov, “Art and Science,” The Roving Mind, 1983. (via s-cientia)