Welcome to Derinkuyu, an underground city that once housed up to 20,000 people. In the Cappadocia region, famous for its cave dwellings and underground villages, Derinkuyu stands out for sheer size and complexity. Locals began digging in the 500s BCE. The city consists of over 600 doors, each of which can be closed from the inside. Each floor could be closed off as well. And just to make attacking completely impossible, the entire city was deliberately built without any logic. Its maze-like layout makes navigating the city nightmarish for unfamiliar invaders.
Beautiful 70’s Garo / ガロ covers by HAYASHI Seiichi (林静一 ).
I was asked to create a .gif of a house interior during an earthquake. The article chronicles the controversial aftermath of the devastating quake that happened in L’Aquila, Italy in 2009. I wanted to capture the movement of the “tremors” before the full-on earthquake, although this tremor is infinite, never resolving.
This image and the all the animation was made in Photoshop. thanks AD Erich Nagler!
Little comic about how to make zucchini bread in these trying times. Dedicated to CB Cebulski, Mike Hardin, Ming Doyle, and anyone else who sunk my zucchini bread deep within their bodies.
The Rose of Jericho [VIDEO] is a species of desert moss that has the amazing ability to ‘resurrect’ itself after bouts of extreme dehydration lasting months or even years. After just a few hours of exposure to moisture the plants burst to life, uncurling from a tight ball of dry leaves to a green flower-like shape. Videographer Sean Steininger shot this timelapse of several plants as he exposed them to water.
On a personal level, morphology, anatomy, and doing these dissections irreversibly changed my outlook on life.
Life has this je ne sais quoi, this quality that immediately departs with death, so much so that dead things don’t feel alive, and feel as though they have never been alive.
Beneath my hands, the muscle and bone, that I carved away were the same materials that made me. As the scalpel blade whittles away chips of cartilage, like brittle pine, it’s hard to visualize these tattered remains as once having been a life……with joy and conflict, and light no different from any of us.
And when life is gone; its inner workings laid bare, there is no ghost in the machine, no entrails parted to reveal some great and shining secret hidden inside.
All along, they were nothing more assemblages of muscle and bone……..in the same way that we are…….and will be.
Life is precious, fragile, impossibly perfect and shockingly miraculous…….. and there’s no time to waste.
Also… look at how amazing this is !!!!