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Walking on Stars

Photographer Lee Eunyeol constructed elaborate light installations that appear as if the night sky switched positions with the ground, flipping it upside down. It is based around the idea of inverting the night sky. The glowing stars and planets are now nestled inside tall grass and deep between earthen cracks. The results are incredibly unique and thoroughly surreal. The series titled Starry Night generates a mysterious and magical landscape that juxtaposes day with night.

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"Take a bath without getting wet"

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Ireland by florescent

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The time I cut all the homos from a number of a Finnish gay magazine (called Normihomolehti). There was a few.

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XD my thoughts EXACTLY!. Pretty much everything I wear is oversized and I seem to have some sort of phobia of wearing “small” shoes.


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I only ever to use this blog as a way to bookmark the occasional thing I find interesting now

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Underground shelters built in fear of a nuclear attack were usually cramped spaces with just enough amenities to survive a few months. When wealthy recluse Girard “Jerry” B. Henderson built his Cold War bunker in 1978, he decided to ride out the end of the world in style.

The subterranean paradise at 3970 Spencer St. in Las Vegas was built 26 feet underground. At ground level a 2-bedroom caretaker house sits on the property. In the backyard, ventilation and air-conditioning units jut up from the dirt. Rocks conceal stairways and an elevator that lead down to the AstroTurf-covered front yard of the home below.

With its own generator and fuel tank, the home could sustain life for a year with a fully-stocked pantry in the event of a nuclear attack.

Henderson’s underground retreat includes a pool, two jacuzzis, a sauna, an outdoor BBQ grill inside a large fake rock, a dance floor, a putting green in the garden, adjustable light settings to match various times of the day and a hand-painting 360-degree mural of locations familiar to Henderson. A one-bedroom guest cabana is located beside the pool.

A tunnel once connected the house to the office building next door where Henderson worked, but that property was sold separately after Henderson’s death and the tunnel was filled in. (via)

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whoa there, this became a lot longer than I expected. but here it is anyway.

I first saw this band on 14th June 2007, a little over six years ago, which means they’ve been in my life for approximately 28% of it. Quite significant if you think about it.

And now begins their indefinite hiatus (rumoured to be until 2018). Whether they come back from hiatus in a month, or four years, or forty years, or four hundred years, it doesn’t matter. I’m glad that they’re doing what’s best instead of pushing it. I can especially relate to not having money. I really wish them the best in whatever they’re doing now and in the future! But I just felt the urge to share in the #WATPmemories tag on twitter and write about some things.

Some of you know about this and some of you don’t, but I’ll start from the beginning anyway. Being only 16 at the time of their first album’s release, I was a very excitable and clueless teenager stuck in a place I didn’t want to be as most people that age are, and waTP had an incredible impact on me. It’s hard to explain exactly what and why in a concise way, but were it not for them I would never have discovered a huge amount of things that are a pretty large part of my life right now. I made friends and I traveled the country by myself for the first time to see the Physics with those friends. Aside from my home city, I went to Oxford once, Glasgow three times, and London countless times. Sometimes the crowd was me and two friends bouncing around by ourselves. Other times (especially at Guided Missile, which remains a favourite), it was a whole crowd of us yelling and sweating and hitting each other with delight. There are so many great moments I could recall there, like sneakily listening to There Is No Cure For The Common Cold during a sound check outside before it had been released anywhere, waiting in the cold, waiting in the heat, lots of waiting. Having a go with Michael M’s bass on more than one occasion (it’s way too big for me, though). Generally having some of the most wonderful nights of my life.

I gained pretty much every single bit of merchandise I could lay my hands on… all the albums and singles and t-shirts and badges (including importing from Japan), but I also treasured some rather more obscure items that I got from waTP gigs… like a Tigger toy and a sparkly headband. I have Physics-signed Converse shoes circa 2008. My friends and I also, embarrassingly, gave them our fair share of bizarre presents back, like a frisbee and Disney easter eggs (and probably other things, remembering everything I did back then is kind of like trying to remember a night when you got really drunk and did some things you don’t really want to recall). There was a lot of stuff that happened that never saw the light of day either, like a fanzine that still lies at about 60% completion in my drawer, lots of silly drawings and bad fan videos and, whoa, let’s just say it was pretty all-encompassing.

I guess what really captured me about them was not just their amazing music which, despite any of their protests about its quality, still contains some of the most enjoyable sounds I’ve ever laid ears on. It was also their attitude which was quite unlike anything I’d seen in a band before, their honesty and humour and friendliness and little quirks were exactly the kind of thing I really love. And it was the first time I’d seen anyone say anything like “mediocrity is alright”. This is starting to sound very sappy, but until that point I really hadn’t considered that point of view, that actually not being incredible (despite how amazing waTP are/were in my eyes) is not a bad thing. Constantly aspiring to be the greatest isn’t actually a very healthy thing for everyone to aim for. What the band were doing was not world-changing or phenomenal on a grand scale, but it was fun and exciting and important for someone who was just beginning to struggle with finding their place in the world. 

It’s not to say that I would never have realised the same kind of thing if it weren’t for waTP, but that is how it went for me, and so they were a very important part of my life. They opened my eyes to a lot of things and encouraged me to be creative and persistent, to travel and discover things and people… perhaps not the kind of thing they would really have expected to do for someone, but it happened.

Even though now my teenage obsession with waTP has died down somewhat and I’m not really as active in going to see them or vocal in talking about them any more, they’re still pretty much my favourite and that isn’t likely to change, even though I myself have changed a huge amount.

There are bands who are technically better, or more skilled, or more successful or influential… but they’re not WE ARE THE PHYSICS, and they’re not my favourite band. 

by Rowan, age 21.

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The Lost Generation of Japanese Internet Cafe Kids

Japanese internet cafes are good. So good that people are living there – literally. 

Japanese internet cafes (also known as manga cafes) offer comfortable lay-flat chairs. They’re semi-private and have food, showers, free drinks and ice cream, a massive library of books, manga, video games, magazines and movies. They even have internet! 

It’s cheap to stay over night in an internet cafe. Often it’s around 1000~2000 yen ($10-20 USD). 

Some young Japanese live in the cafes for weeks, months or even years. Moving from cafe to cafe each night. 

Most internet cafe kids are engaged in casual employment of some kind. Many find the cafes a convenient alternative to an expensive Tokyo or Osaka apartment. They may also lack the down payment that’s required for an apartment (key money, deposit and agent fees often total 6 months rent). 

Most internet kids aren’t truly homeless. Many could easily live with parents or relatives but find the cafes convenient. 

Manga cafes — unlimited free sugar, video games, movies, manga. Many kids may feel it’s better than home. 

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There’s something wonderful about Marvin Bileck’s minimal illustrations for All About the Stars.  

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Test Number Two.  Stay tuned.  Next week she uses the sword.

For those of you who missed it: Test Number One.


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Ferris Bueller’s Day Off Japanese Poster

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