unknown road

ishida:

goes54667752:

Starry night umbrella
星空傘
傘の布地に穴を開けて、透明なビニールシートを重ね合わせるのです。夜にこの傘を差すと、ネオンサインや街灯の明かりがこの穴から差し込んで星がキラキラ光るのです。説明しないと伝わらないデザインは弱いでしょうか?MoMAのSky umbrellaのライバル足りえる存在のはずなんだけど…。

nevver:

Hand Shadow Puppet Chart
loverofbeauty:

Australia, December 1926   Photo by Wide World Photos Inc.

loverofbeauty:

Australia, December 1926   Photo by Wide World Photos Inc.

unicorn-meat-is-too-mainstream:

Erik Ravelo‘s photo series Los Intocables, or The Untouchables, captures children pinned up crucifixion style against the backs of adult authority figures. “The Right to Childhood Should Be Protected” subheads the title of this provocative series that addresses the responsibility of adult figures with regard to the harming of children in various contexts. 

missdanidaniels:

Omg want

little-audrey:

odditiesoflife:

The Amazing Colored Petrified Forest

A sun-swept corner of the Painted Desert in Arizona is home to the Petrified Forest National Park which draws more than 600,000 visitors each year. While most come to see one of the world’s largest concentrations of brilliantly colored petrified wood, many leave having glimpsed something more. The current 346 square miles of Petrified Forest open a window on an environment more than 200 million years old, one radically different from today’s grassland.

Over time, trees died or perhaps were knocked over by flood waters or wind. Rivers carried the trees into the lowlands, breaking off branches, bark, and small roots along the way. Some trees were deposited on the flood plain adjacent to the rivers and others were buried in the stream channels. Most of the trees decomposed and disappeared. But a few trees were petrified, becoming the beautiful fossilized logs we see today. 

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By Mark O’Brien

No-one in particular

Let me touch you with my words
For my hands lie limp as empty gloves
Let my words stroke your hair
Slide down your backand tickle your belly
Ignore my wishes and stubbornly refuse to carry out my quietest desires
Let my words enter your mind bearing torches
Admit them willingly into your being
so they may caress you gently
within.