Loading ice at Nuuk Port and Harbour, Greenland (Credit: Group Greenland)
In an effort to publicize the release of the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change’s 5th Assessment Report on the Climate, artist Olafur Eliasson and geologist Minik Rosing made the effects of global warming both immediate and impossible to ignore. The project, entitled Ice Watch, is meant to give the public a close-up, emotional experience with the often abstract concept of Climate Change.
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The Blue Grotto is a sea cave located on the coast of the island of Capri, in southern Italy, famous for its otherworldly blue glowing waters. The grotto’s fluorescent glow comes from a large underwater cave opening beneath the entrance used by visiting boats that illuminates the grotto’s water from below, like neon lights in a pool. Known since the days of the ancient Romans, the Blue Grotto’s intense and brilliant blue has been fascinating visitors ever since.
The Blue Grotto is 60 meters long and 25 meters wide. The clear blue waters go down 150 meters until it reaches the sandy bottom. Light into the cave comes from two sources: one is a small hole in the cave wall, precisely at the waterline, that is a meter and half in diameter, and used as the entranceway. The second source of light is a larger submerged hole lying directly below the entranceway, which is responsible for most of the lighting.
There isn’t much in the world that can’t be had with the timely application of a simple twenty. Let loose with a roll of bills, our author confronts some of a great city’s most formidable closed doors. Guess what he got from the one-hour-photo guy?
By Tom Chiarella
—When it comes to the language of money, credit cards are nouns. Dull, concrete, limited by rules and restrictions and creepy fine print, credit cards have all the élan of aluminum foil. Personal checks — the coward’s stand-in for cash — are ugly and static pronouns. But a twenty-dollar bill, now, that’s a thing of beauty. Nothing static about a twenty. Used correctly, a twenty is all about movement, access, cachet. Forget the other bills. The single won’t get you much more than a stiff nod and, these days, the fin is de rigueur. A tenner is a nice thought, but it’s also a message that you’re a Wal-Mart shopper, too cheap for the real deal. A twenty, placed in the right hand at the right moment, makes things happen. It gets you past the rope, beyond the door, into the secret files. The twenty hastens and chastens, beckons and tugs. The twenty, you see, is a verb. It’s all about action.
—And me, well, I’m all about action, too, because I am the original twenty-dollar millionaire. Give me a stack of twenties and I’ll pass them off as well as any mogul. Maybe better. My fortune rises and falls with the double sawbuck. And because of that, I’ve always wanted to test myself, to establish the weight and worth of a twenty in the world. So last month I took two grand in twenties, rolled them up, and left for New York. I was going to spend three days greasing palms from gate to gate and see what it got me.
The jewel wasp stings cockroaches in their brains, turning them into zombies. Or this one is telling the cockroach a secret … with its stinger. Yeah probably not that though. Ram Gal
—If you plan on going as a zombie for Halloween, I hate to break it to you but your costume is wildly inadequate. You don’t even have to show me, because I know that out in nature there are real-life zombies far more creatively horrifying than anything the human mind could ever muster. Also. You, Rob Zombie. You’re disappointing too. You aren’t even close to a real zombie.
Barcelona-based Erika Lust is collecting people’s secret turn-ons and making them into sexy short films
Ten years ago, prescription painkiller dependence swept rural America. As the government cracked down on doctors and drug companies, people went searching for a cheaper, more accessible high. Now, many areas are struggling with an unprecedented heroin crisis.
The father of Jejoen Bontinck, a young Belgian who spent three weeks in the same cell as James Foley and other hostages, showed a picture of the prison where they were held.
1921 aerial view of the Woodlawn Cemetery.
“I would love to have been there when they called in their architect and said, ‘There’s one more thing you need to design for us,’ ” says Susan Olsen, imagining a conversation between the Standard Oil heir Edward Harkness and the architect James Gamble Rogers. Rogers designed the buildings that Harkness donated to Yale, Harvard, and Columbia; Harkness’s Fifth Avenue mansion; and, indeed, his final resting place: a neo-Gothic burial chapel at Woodlawn Cemetery, in the Bronx. Olsen, the director of historical services at Woodlawn, adds that Harkness was not alone in wanting a mausoleum in the same style, and created with the same hands, as his lifetime milieu.
Seven Skulls: 1927
Washington, D.C., circa 1927. “NO CAPTION (man with skull display).” Friends of the family, no doubt.
As soon as Mr. X unhinges the manhole with his mysterious tool, he signals and we scamper over like thieves in the night to begin our descent. There is no time to think, no time to regret, no time to look back, up or down– just climb into darkness– fast.
picture of a family from 1939. The family is staying warm around an old brick fireplace. Looks very warm and cozy.
via Old Picture of the Day.
Colorado inmate Douglas Alward has escaped from prison seven times. Only one person knows if he’ll try again.
Alfred Gescheidt, City Cat (New York City), 1951 (365.1984)
Hiter, Speer and entourage mesmerized at the Schwerer Gustav. Largest and Heaviest artillery ever used in combat. [1941 |
The previous post showed what Hollywood celebrities look like when it’s just some random guy taking pictures of actors; there’s still an element of an outsider looking in. But what happens when a distinguished actor takes a camera on a movie set and offers a unique point of view to the world of film making? No imagination is required here as these are the behind-the-scenes photographs of one celebrity photographer, the “Dude” himself: Jeff Bridges.
Nearly twenty million Americans now say that they regularly experience stomach problems after eating products that contain gluten.
Nearly twenty million Americans now say that they regularly experience stomach problems after eating products that contain gluten. Credit Illustration by Paul Rogers
—Just after Labor Day, the Gluten and Allergen Free Expo stopped for a weekend at the Meadowlands Exposition Center. Each year, the event wends its way across the country like a travelling medicine show, billing itself as the largest display of gluten-free products in the United States. Banners hung from the rafters, with welcoming messages like “Plantain Flour Is the New Kale.” Plantain flour contains no gluten, and neither did anything else at the exposition (including kale). There were gluten-free chips, gluten-free dips, gluten-free soups, and gluten-free stews; there were gluten-free breads, croutons, pretzels, and beer. There was gluten-free artisanal fusilli and penne from Italy, and gluten-free artisanal fusilli and penne from the United States. Dozens of companies had set up tables, offering samples of gluten-free cheese sticks, fish sticks, bread sticks, and soy sticks. One man passed out packets of bread crumbs, made by “master bakers,” that were certified as gluten-free, G.M.O.-free, and kosher. There was even gluten-free dog food.
Sculpted Beauty by Risen Phoenix…viα.