I love this sculpture by Kim Beaton. It would be perfect for a backyard garden or (if studier) a children's playground. She built it in 2006 with the help of 25 volunteers. What does it mean? Beaton explained in an interview:
The Tree Troll is a portrait of my Dad, Hezzie Strombo. He was a lumberjack in Montana for most of our lives. He had died a few months prior at 80 years old. On June 2nd, at 3am, I woke from a dream with a clear vision burning in my mind. The image of my dad, old, withered and ancient, transformed into one of the great trees, sitting quietly in a forest. I leaped from my bed, grabbed some clay and sculpted like my mind was on fire. In 40 minutes I had a rough sculpture that said what it needed to. The next morning I began making phone calls, telling my friends that in 6 days time we would begin on a new large piece. The next 6 days, I got materials and made more calls. On June 8th we began, and 15 days later we were done. I have never in my life been so driven to finish a piece.
Occasionally, a library patron will try to check out a reference book. "Can't you make an exception for me?" "No," I say with a smile. At the Chained Library of Zutphen, the Netherlands, Sixteenth Century librarians found a way to get the point across. The library was open to everyone. To make sure that the books didn't walk off, the monks chained all of the books to the reading desks.
There are footprints in the bricks on the floor. Perhaps they're from an animal, but since at least the Nineteenth Century, monks attributed them to the Devil.
(Photos: Julie Somers)
Unfortunately, your shelter of opportunity during the zombie apocalypse is a first grade classroom. The good news is that you can have basic illumination. Instructables member Mikeman4290 has a simple solution: tie and tape together three crayons with a string in the middle. This candle should last for an hour.
Imagine waking up and stuffing yourself with giant Oreo cookies. That must be what this healthy breakfast by John and Dana of the Minimalist Baker is like. Their vegan recipe uses coconut flakes for the filling and dark chocolate cocoa powder for the pancakes.
We've previously seen artists turn children's drawings of toys and stuffed animals into the real things. Kingston University (UK) students Jack Beveridge and Joshua Lake followed in this theme by asking young children to draw chairs. Then Beveridge and Lake built what the children drew.
Do you see the chair at the top? The designer included a goldfish tank, so Beveridge and Lake did, too.
(Photos: Creative Review)
Jason Torchinsky's Photoshopped images are completely covincing. I'd love to serve on Starfleet's Power-glide. You can view more altered scenes from Star Wars, Star Trek, Independence Day and other science fiction franchises at the link.
Ex-germinate! Allegedly, this planter is owned by Chris Balcombe, an accomplished collector of Doctor Who memorabilia. I like the idea of using the shells of slain Daleks as decorations.
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Many bat vocalizations can't be heard by the human ear. That way, bats can say nasty things about you in your presence without you knowing about it. But a team of audio engineers reduced these sounds to audible frequencies, then used them to play this version of the Batman theme song.
Brilliant! I can already taste it in my mouth. Using fresh raspberries ground into a paste is an especially good idea. Monique Volz used multigrain baguette in her recipe, but I'd try it with a sourdough bread.
It happened very suddenly for Paul Templer. He was kayaking down the Zambezi River. A bull hippo attacked another kayaker in his party. Then everything went dark:
I reached over to grab his outstretched hand but as our fingers were about to touch, I was engulfed in darkness. There was no transition at all, no sense of approaching danger. It was as if I had suddenly gone blind and deaf.
I was aware that my legs were surrounded by water, but my top half was almost dry. I seemed to be trapped in something slimy. There was a terrible, sulphurous smell, like rotten eggs, and a tremendous pressure against my chest. My arms were trapped but I managed to free one hand and felt around – my palm passed through the wiry bristles of the hippo's snout. It was only then that I realised I was underwater, trapped up to my waist in his mouth.
I wriggled as hard as I could, and in the few seconds for which he opened his jaws, I managed to escape. I swam towards Evans, but the hippo struck again, dragging me back under the surface. I'd never heard of a hippo attacking repeatedly like this, but he clearly wanted me dead.
Hippos' mouths have huge tusks, slicing incisors and a bunch of smaller chewing teeth. It felt as if the bull was making full use of the whole lot as he mauled me – a doctor later counted almost 40 puncture wounds and bite marks on my body. The bull simply went berserk, throwing me into the air and catching me again, shaking me like a dog with a doll.
Then down we went again, right to the bottom, and everything went still. I remember looking up through 10 feet of water at the green and yellow light playing on the surface, and wondering which of us could hold his breath the longest. Blood rose from my body in clouds, and a sense of resignation overwhelmed me. I've no idea how long we stayed under – time passes very slowly when you're in a hippo's mouth.
The hippo lurched suddenly for the surface, spitting me out as it rose. Mike was still waiting for me in his kayak and managed to paddle me to safety. I was a mess. My left arm was crushed to a pulp, blood poured from the wounds in my chest and when he examined my back, Mike discovered a wound so savage that my lung was visible.
Fortunately, medical professionals were nearby. Templer lost an arm, but he survived.
(Photo: Shaun Wallin)
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While riding in his open air Popemobile, the Argentine Pope Francis saw a young man wearing Argentina's national soccer jersey. He stopped to speak to the boy, 17-year old Alberto di Tullio. CBS News reports:
Francis invited Alberto di Tullio up onto his open-top Mercedes at the end of his general audience Wednesday, letting him spin around on the pontiff's white chair while tens of thousands of people looked on.
The boy's father, Celestino di Tullio, told The Associated Press he choked up when Francis approached his son: "The pope saw him, embraced him. Then Alberto pointed to the car, and so he brought him up!"
Here's a clever suggestion from Oreo's official Facebook page. Freeze crushed Oreo cookies and milk in an ice cube tray and serve them with iced coffee. I may try this, but using chocolate milk.
I could eat a whole plateful of Noami Robinson's banana cream-filled banana split eclairs. You can read her recipe at the link. There's actual banana in there, so think of this as one of your daily servings of fruit.
A dog wandered into the Dollar General in Bedford, Kentucky. He played it casual for a while, moving from aisle to aisle. Then he found a dog toy, grabbed it and ran for the front door. Let's hope that Detective McGruff is on the case.
This tabletop seems to hover in midair, but it's actually attached to the arms of the four chairs, which swing out so that people can sit down. It's one of several similar designs by Ingo Maurer.
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