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by John Sinneslöschen & Varden Jerichó

unknowneditors:

Bacteriograms the brightly-colored images that are more like photograms, and not so much like photographs were made by collecting bacteria samples from  Artist Erno Erik Raitanen own body, and cultivating the bacteria samples on photographic film.

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likeafieldmouse:

Amy Stein - Domesticated (2008)

Artist’s statement:

“Within these scenes I explore our paradoxical relationship with the wild and how our conflicting impulses continue to evolve and alter the behavior of both humans and animals. We at once seek connection with the mystery and freedom of the natural world, yet we continually strive to tame the wild around us and compulsively control the wild within our own nature. Within my work I examine the primal issues of comfort and fear, dependence and determination, submission and dominance that play out in the physical and psychological encounters between man and the natural world. Increasingly, these encounters take place within the artificial ecotones we have constructed that act as both passage and barrier between domestic space and the wild.”

Soledad, descanso y vida.
Loneliness, rest and life
Art by Pelu.

mehgehd:

The Trinity explosion, July 16, 1945

At 5:29 AM the world’s first atomic bomb—with a yield of around 20 kt—exploded over the southern New Mexico desert.

- Luces de colores en las esquinas de la ciudad. Humo, charcas y desesperación por todas partes. Huele a muerto bajo este cielo chernobyliano.
En la no idea de las calles abarrotadas de gente con prisas, empecé a no entender nada. Como un hombre moderno. Sólo me quedaba eso, observar la vida sin comprender. Toda es una continua confusión entre el vivir, el morir, el desear, el odiar, el gustar, el olorar. Vivir en la confusión, como todo hombre moderno. Crecer viviendo en la información que no entiendo pero que es vital. Así viven, así los hombres modernos viven, así vivo yo. Por eso, y no por otra razón, vive aún esa burbuja en mi cabeza donde los hombres modernos no entran, y mueren bajo arboles secos que son manos desdeñosas, y se pudren en el lecho de flores marchitadas por el peso de los cadáveres. - Varden Jerichó

jtotheizzoe:

Threading the Corona

Top: The magnetic filaments of the sun’s corona, captured at top by Miloslav Druckmüller in a composite of 38 different images during a solar eclipse. You’ll want to see the super-huge version here, trust me. It will change you.

Bottom: “Coronal rain” captured by NASA’s SDO satellite. The superheated coronal plasma is seen traveling along magnetic field lines during a coronal mass ejection. 

The corona cooks at over a million degrees Kelvin compared to the relatively frigid 5800 K of the photosphere below it. Exactly why this plasma is so superheated isn’t completely known, but it might be subject to the same kind of magnetic induction as an electric generator. Whatever the cause, the normally invisible lines of the sun’s magnetic field are drawn in brilliant form within the corona, and charged plasma is the paint.

You can get a good look at the solar corona today (right NOW for those catching this post live at 5:30 PM ET on May 9th) during today’s annular eclipse, being broadcast live from the South Pacific by the Slooh Space Camera.

(top image via Colossal)

fer1972:

Semiotus Imperialis by Meyoko

Is so beautiful o_o

Now I just can scream in my mind.

wearealiveinourownway:

I tell myself to be patient, but it’s so fucking hard.

likeafieldmouse:

Alvaro Sanchez-Montanes - Indoor Desert (2010)

“By the end of World War I, diamond mines in Kolmanskuppe, a site in the Namib Desert, ceased to be exploited. For over two decades it had been one of the wealthiest settlements in Southern Africa. During that time of splendour, German colonists who run the site had built their peculiar residences there evoking the architecture and décor of those in their homeland Bavaria. After it was closed down and its inhabitants left, Kolmanskuppe became a ghost town engulfed by desert sands. With his series Indoor Desert, Sanchez-Montanes enters these houses abandoned to the desert to unveil the serene enchantment that dwells in their chambers.”