Stunning Images Show Life: Magnified exhibition by as Much as 50,000 Times
If you find yourself in Virginia’s Dulles International Airport through November of this year, you might see the exhibition Life: Magnified on the walls. It features scientific images showing cells and other scenes of life magnified by as much as 50,000 times.
- Anglerfish Ovary Cross-Section
- Relapsing Fever Bacterium (Gray) on Red Blood Cells
- Mouth Parts of a Lone Star Tick
- Gecko lizard toe hairs inspired the design of medical adhesives
- An insect tracheal cell (green) delivers air to muscles (red)
- Zebrafish embryo
- A Mammalian Eye Has Approximately 70 Different Cell Types
- Human Liver Cell (Hepatocyte)
- Developing Zebrafish Fin
- Human blood with red blood cells, T cells (orange) and platelets (green)
My cute fox butler Kaiyo ~
First two are recommendations by other people xD the last one is my outfit for Kaiyo! His ears and tail are showing since he’s starting to get tired =O but still so cute!!
Tauba Auerbach 2005 - F, L.,K, I, A, R, E, V
Letters, Ink on paper
Ah Xian: Busts Imprinted with Chinese Decorative Designs “china, china”
Who is the actual jealous one?
Jealousy? envy? Who is the actual jealous one?
You, the spoiled one who always seem to get your way. You who have always tried to get the best materials and luxury, even threating me if I attempt to get anything similiar. You with an arrogant ego who spends in huge amounts. Or is it I?
I, who is content and laidback on materials. I, who have always received pass-down clothing and etc. I, who have the favors among the family. I, who is conservative with spending.
To you I am crazy. You are disgust with my behavior. You think of me lowly, but I suppose I am the same. I also think poorly of you. You do not seem to understand that it is necessary to achieve things with your own efforts. A leech can only go so far, limited by the host and limited in what you can take. As of current, I am like you, also a leech. That is why I try to achieve more to escape such a position full of restrains.
I am not jealous of what you have, materials do not mean much to me. I simply feel it is a bit of a waste if you aren’t earning to support your expenses. You do not feel the same guilt I do. But you are jealous of me. Jealous that our parents are on my side to defend me. I get yelled at too, but I am rational. They defend me because my thoughts are rational compared to you.
Perhaps you are not as selfish as me in some ways, but clearly you are quite self-indulgent with materials and luxury. You always want your way, I can’t stand that. But now, you don’t have your way. You hate that our parents support me. You feel it’s a waste to support me. You hate me. You hate me for ruining your life. But I did not. I simply mind my own ways. There are times that I have helped you with conversations with mom. I did support some of your ideas, but not all because you are greedy.
How would you survive huh? Our parents can retire. Someone will have to pay the bills. Are you going to do it? Or do I have to do it? I do not mind paying a portion if I get my share equality, but why should I pay if I don’t even feel welcome in my own home? Is this place even a home for me?
I admit that a majority of my opinions seem to be in conflict with yours. Obviously I do not agree with you. But we do share some similarities. You may not acknowledge what I have observed. But I do hope one day you’ll be more accepting as a person.
"Trans (formaciones) I" 2010
Javier Pérez was born in Bilbao in 1968. He lives and works in Barcelona. His work is permeated by a strong symbolism and accompanied by an intense use of metaphor.The artist’s favorite subjects for addressing the impermanence and cyclic nature of life are the body and time. Works such asMutaciones (2004), a mixed media installation exhibited at the Palacio de Cristal in Madrid, or Tempus fugit (2002) emphasize the inexorable passage of time and the inevitable traces that it leaves on the body from a biological but, above all, from an existential point of view. To create his art, Pérez uses strong, often antithetical means of communication like horse hair and polyester, silkworm cocoons and ceramics, or cattle intestines and blown glass.
Weekly doses of Momotarou Mikoshiba keep me alive. I think he currently overrides Nitori as my favorite *wheeze*.
Hopefully we’ll get some Mikoshiba bros interaction sometime soon! ^q^
artist on tumblr
An old house located in East-London. A place taken over by artists and designers. Their contemporary creations, sometimes sober and functional are melting up with the old walls of the house, where several layers of paintings betray the time passing. A spatial evading in these cracks and drips.