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What the city is missing: Thierry Cohen photographs cityscapes and then photographs deserts at night, combing the two to show us what our cities would look like with the lights off. The stars are not enhanced, they are actual photos from relative latitudes that would expose the same starry sky view if it weren’t for light pollution. Click on each photo to see which city it is.
Light pollution and pollution in general
(via n-a-s-a)
Yale researchers used light to probe the actions of the neurotransmitter GABA on single synapses along the branches of a neuron.
This photo shows a mouse cortical neuron in red, with dendritic branches that are studded with synaptic spines. Surrounding the neuron are inhibitory axons or fibers (in blue) that are genetically engineered to release GABA when activated by light, a technique known as optogenetics. Learn more →
186 photos of the sunset merged into one image using the lighten layer-blending mode in photoshop. I like the pattern in the clouds created from the interval between shots.
No puedo entender cómo ocurrió, por mi mente pasaron mil ideas, solo te veía y sabía que eras de ella y me quedaba a un costado sonriendo, eras un buen amigo.
¿Cómo ocurrió? solo quise saber si estabas bien, y no supe como llegaste a preguntarme y te respondí, me contaste y te escuché, te dije mil palabras ninguna que pudiera parecer de enamorada, eras mi amigo.
Y pasaron los días y la tormenta estalló, me encontré en el medio del bosque, acompañando tu dolor, me convertí en una tabla en medio de un naufragio del que nada tenía que ver yo.
Hoy te pienso, todo el día te pienso, no entiendo como surgió de un te quiero, de un amigo, a una palabra llamada amor a un mi señora, mi señor.
Suspiro, casi lloraría de tanto amor que me inspira el corazón. No lo entiendo, es como si no existiera nada más en el mundo, es como si solo fuéramos tú y yo.
¿Cómo sucedió? No lo entiendo, vos estabas allí y también estaba yo. Solo estuve allí cuando era necesario para vos y ahora, necesito que siempre estés vos…
Delirios Cabales (frag.)
Why buy a Christmas Tree when you can dress up as one? Happy Holidays!
ay mi vida pobrechito :3 Sandra
At the Livingston Rodeo, Montana. Shot in 2011 for T Magazine.
Bonn, Germany
Artist Ross McEwan
Midnight Companion
Here’s the non-poster version of my watercolor workshop poster. :D The Nov 24 batch is full/closed already. But there are still 4 slots left for the Dec 8 batch. If you want to join, email me at chua.valerie@gmail.com. More info.
The Murders & the Journalists
This story produced in partnership with The Awl.
In February 1970, at Fort Bragg in Fayetteville, North Carolina, a pregnant woman named Colette MacDonald and her two children, Kimberley, 5, and Kristen, 2, were slaughtered in their home. Colette’s husband, Jeffrey MacDonald, a 26-year-old doctor and Green Beret at the time of the crime, was convicted of the murders in 1979. MacDonald faces the next of countless court dates on September 17, 2012, still seeking exoneration. The MacDonald case has been an object of obsession and controversy for more than four decades and the subject of high-visibility journalistic debate. But respectable opinion has always vastly favored the jury verdict of guilt. Errol Morris is trying to change that.
Lesna… tengo una heredada de una compañera de trabajo :3
