Buckminster Fuller’s “Dymaxion Map” turns many of our assumptions about world maps on end, for considerable benefit; landmasses experience the least distortion of any projection, and are almost entirely contiguous. Furthermore, it folds into a perfect icosahedron, for viewing in the round.
The boldness and sensibility that were stifled by convention in cartography are released here, with a long, thoughtful creative process, fueled by a life of practicality.
(via fuckyeahcartography)
CLOUD is a large-scale interactive sculpture created from 6,000 light bulbs, new and burnt-out. Constructed by Calgary-based artists Caitlind r.c. Brown and Wayne Garrett, CLOUD was on public display for one-night-only during Calgary’s first Nuit Blanche Festival. As part of the process of creating the sculpture, the artists collected burnt out incandescent light bulbs from local households, businesses, museums, and eco stations. The idea was to create an informal collaboration between the community and the artists, reduce costs, and experiment with the potential of items post-use.
(via thekenwayway)
“This gorgeous Hälssen & Lyon calendar is made of brewable tea. Each day is made of fine pressed wafer thin tea leaves.”
(via hundredpercentofe)
So got the unsourced post taken down, and now I’m putting all of them, including WGWG, into one post as a master post. To my followers I swear this is the last time I’ll shove these drawings in your face, I’m just trying to make it easier for people who wanted them all in a group. Hopefully having them all together will keep people from reposting it without a source again.
Anyway, all of the John Green books, plus Will Grayson Will Grayson. c:
(via ourinterwebs)
favorite artists: Joseph Mallord William Turner, “The painter of light” (1775-1851)
“You should tell them that indistinctiveness is my forte” — Turner’s reply when hearing that some rich douchebag that purchased one of his paintings complained about it and called it indistinct (Willy’s taking none of your shit)
(via thecoffeetragedy)
The past couple of weeks have been alternating between really weird/uncomfortable and frustrating. Firstly I had to go to my grandmother’s fire and brimstone church for mother’s day. The title of the sermon was “How to love your mother” and the second way the congregation was told to love their mothers was “physically”. I laughed. It was awkward. Then two days after that my grandmother fell and broke four ribs, so I spent the rest of the week in and out of the hospital visiting her, which was stressful enough, but I also was stuck driving my mother around everywhere because her car had a flat tire and she didn’t have the time to go get it fixed. My mother has also been incredibly hostile towards me for no apparent reason since I got home. She keeps either being really aggressive or actively trying to make me uncomfortable, like yesterday when I was watching a movie with Matt Smith in it and she, while passing through the room, commented on the size of his bulge just to try and embarrass me. It was weird. It was also really weird and kind of awkward for me tonight as she gave me a twenty minute long speech about how she was so glad that I don’t drink while I was drunk. Also, my parents are strongly opposed to me driving back to Oregon on my own because I’m a girl. I asked them point blank why they didn’t want me driving back on my own and they said that if I was a man they would have much fewer worries about it but since I’m female there are people who will prey on me, so I at least need a big strong man like my dad to come with me to protect me.
I always forget how acutely uncomfortable churches make me until I’m forced to attend a service in one.
It’s only 11 pm on the time I’m used to. Everyone I know in the time zone I’m in is asleep. What am I supposed to do now?
in the south we don’t say “you’re a dumb fuck” we say “bless your heart” and i think that’s beautiful.
Truest shit I’ve ever read.
(via tinydragongina)
