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In this fun illustration series, India-based artist Rohan Sharad Dahotre utilizes photographs of wild animals and applies a variety of fanciful costumes. You can see more over on Behance. (via Quipsologies)

Me parecieron preciosas las ilustraciones de Tokio de Shinji Tsuchimochi. Más ilustraciones y detalles sobre el libro en la web de behance.

Antes de que existiera Adult Swim y que los late shows se transformaran en un hit en todo el mundo, Cartoon Network decidió poner a uno de sus viejos superhéroes en su propio y bizarro programa nocturno de entrevistas en el que sería el primero de su clase en mezclar animación con invitados del mundo real.

El Fantasma del Espacio: De Costa a Costa se transformó en un show de culto de los noventas, incluso niños se quedaban hasta tarde los sábados por la noche para verlo en televisión por cable. A mediados de septiembre pasado, Cartoon Network perdió a Clay Martin Croker, legendario animador que hizo la voz de Zorak en el show y participó como director, el que falleció debido a un cáncer.

Desde su muerte la gente de Cartoon Network ha estado -a modo de homenaje- subiendo periódicamente todos los episodios de la serie, incluso algunos inéditos que jamás salieron al aire. Ahora se puede disfrutar de los 92 capítulos de la serie en el portal de Adult Swim, sin restricciones de país, así que si deseas darte una vuelta por la pista de la nostalgia esta tarde, aquí está tu salida a Planeta Fantasma.

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I hate 2016 so much.

Share the black.

El tinte negro más oscuro es capaz de absorber el 99.96% de la luz visible. Su nombres es Vantablack y poéticamente se dice que sólo los hoyos negros superan su cualidad más valiosa: la oscuridad.

El negro es un color cuya capacidad expresiva lo hace ser sumamente apreciado por los artistas

Vantablack es un pigmento desarrollado con nanotecnología que provoca que la luz rebote entre los nanotubos que le componen y no logre reflejar. Sus cualidades son codiciadas en la industria militar y en el campo de la astronomía, pero también en el arte.

De hecho, fue un artista quien en febrero de este año compró por una suma desconocida los derechos de exclusividad de la sustancia más oscura desarrollada por la humanidad. Se trata de Anish Kapoor, un escultor anglo-indio reconocido mundialmente.

Escultura de Anish Kapoor "Cloud Gate", emblema de la ciudad de Chicago, intervenida con pigmento Vantablack.

Vacío, muerte, oscuridad, desconocimiento y desesperanza son algunos de los significados occidentales del color negro, un color que por su capacidad expresiva es sumamente apreciado para los artistas, sin embargo Kapoor es el único artista autorizado para usar el Vantablack en sus obras. Esta compra reavivó un debate alrededor de los derechos de autor: los límites de las patentes, cómo limitar materiales influye en la creación y , por supuesto, la ética de Kapoor.

En su defensa, Kapoor mencionó para The Guardian que el Vantablack había sido fruto de un trabajo de investigación entre él y la empresa de nanotecnología Surrey NanoSystems.

Guerra de colores

Stuart Semple

No muy lejos del estudio de Anish Kapoor en Londres, otro artista ha desarrollado un pigmento rosa brillante llamado PINK: 50 gramos del más fluorescente y reflejante polvo rosado. Sin embargo, aunque es relativamente barato (3.99 libras) hay una condición para adquirirlo: *no ser Anish Kapoor.**

50 gramos del más fluorescente y reflejante polvo rosado

Para adquirir el rosa más rosado debes dar fe legal de que "no eres Anish Kapoor, no estás de algún modo afiliado con Anish Kapoor y no estás comprando el producto en beneficio de Anish Kapoor o algún asociado de Anish Kapoor."

Esta decisión, en palabras del artista que ha decidido excluir a Kapoor de la adquisión del pigmento rosa, nace de la decepción del artista británico Stuart Semple, quien junto a otros colegas desaprueban la apropiación del pigmento más oscuro por parte de Kapoor. Semple promueve la venta de PINK bajo el hashtag #ShareTheBlack.

Artist José Manuel Castro López works with rocks both large and small to transform hard surfaces into gentle fabric-like creases. Each sculpture begins as a regular piece of quartz or granite which he delicately grinds down to reveal peculiar wrinkled shapes, as if the rock had always existed this way. You can see many more of his recent works in this gallery.(via Ignant)

Although London-based designer Veega Tankun has only just graduated from the University of Brighton, she clearly possesses a strong sense of aesthetic and understanding of materials as evidenced in these comfy looking chairs woven from overstuffed knit tubes. Tankun says that she’s fascinated with rejuvenating old techniques in her design practice, bringing modern materials and color palettes to traditional production methods. “Traditional doesn’t always have to mean old and outdated, the trick is to make something that we know new and exciting again,” she shares.

This chunky chair is just one Tankun’s latest creations, you can explore more of her work on Design Milk and Instagram. Some of her pieces will also be on view at London’s Top Drawer starting next month.

Ninguna estrategia comercial te va a convencer de que la botella de "zumo natural de fruta" que ves en la estantería del supermercado contiene, ni remotamente, "zumo natural de fruta".

Eso lo sabes tu, lo se yo, y lo saben los técnicos de marketing que intentan que estas botellas acaben en tu cesta de la compra. La mayoría de estrategias que usan para conseguirlo se basan en desviar la atención sobre lo que contiene realmente la botella. El diseño del envasado es uno de los factores más relevantes.

En este caso, hemos de decir que Yuko Takagi, el diseñador la diseñadora que ha creado el nuevo envase de las botellas de "Orangina", se ha ganado su sueldo.

Thanks to French artist Benedetto Bufalino, you can now dance the night away at a construction site turned night club with the help of his new Diso Ball Cement Mixer.

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The team over at Nervous System recently designed this fun Infinite Galaxy Puzzle that tiles continuously in any direction. Pieces from the top can be removed and added to the bottom, and likewise from side to side. So regardless of where you start the puzzle can continue in a seemingly infinite series of patterns. Each puzzle is printed with satellite imagery obtained from NASA and includes a few themed pieces like an astronaut, shuttle, and satellite. Apparently the puzzles were wildly popular and are now available as a pre-order for 2017. (via My Modern Met)

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I Ain’t Afraid Of No Goats

El conocido psicólogo y escritor estadounidense, y profesor de psicología en la Universidad Estatal de Arizona, Robert Cialdini, llevó a cabo un curioso experimento en el Parque Nacional del Bosque Petrificado de Arizona.

El problema de este parque es que mucha gente se dedicaba a robar fragmentos de madera fósil, como souvenir, lo que suponía, anualmente, una pérdida de 14 toneladas. Para evitar que la gente robara, incluso había un cartel que trataba de disuadir al potencial ladrón. Pero ¿es esto eficaz? ¿O más bien lo que produce es el efecto contrario?

La gente roba según el contexto

La gente no es buena o mala en un sentido estricto, sino que lo es en relación a una serie de condicionamientos y contextos. Para probar la tesis, Cialdini y sus colegas diseminaron por el Parque Nacional diversos trozos sueltos de madera petrificiada, que eran fáciles de ser robados.

Lo más interesante es que en algunos carteles se explicitaba "no robar", pero en otros carteles, no. El resultado desafió la intuición, porque los senderos donde había carteles de "no robar" se produjo el tripe de robos que en los senderos donde los carteles no indicaban nada al respecto.

En el cartel que te conminaba a no robar ponía lo siguiente: "Tu herencia está siendo saqueada. Cada día por robos de madera fósil que suman 14 toneladas al año, en pequeñas cantidades cada vez". Según explican Dubner y Levitt en su libro Piensa como un Freak:

Cialdini concluyó que el cartel oficial del parte, diseñado para transmitir un mensaje moral, quizá transmitía también un mensaje diferente. Algo como "Vaya, están arramblando con el bosque petrificado, será mejor que me lleve mi parte ahora". O: "¿Catorce toneladas al año? Seguro que unos trocitos no importan.

Lo que sugiere Cialdini es que si nuestros incentivos morales llevan implícito el hecho de que mucha gente está cometiendo esa inmoralidad, entonces ello acaba en parte legitimando la conducta indeseable, o que te hace sentirte en desventaja porque los demás se aprovechan de la situación y tú, sin embargo, no lo haces.

Como concluyen Levitt y Dubner:

Simplemente observaría que las personas son criaturas complicadas, con un conjunto de incentivos privados y públicos con matices distintos, y que nuestra conducta está influida enormemente por las circunstancias. Una vez que comprendes cuánta psicología hay en juego cuando la gente procesa incentivos, puedes usar tus artimañas para crear planes de incentivos que funcionen de verdad, bien para tu propio beneficio o, si lo prefieres, por el bien común.

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La noticia Si te dicen que no robes, robas fue publicada originalmente en Xataka Ciencia por Sergio Parra .

Lo mejor del reto del maniquí es cuando lo haces tú solo (gracias marc)

Comparto aquí una serie de fotos de esas que saco sin orden alguno. Me parecen detalles interesantes de Japón, que dicen mucho sobre esta sociedad y que quizás solo me interesen a mi, ¿o no?

Visto en la entrada Condomania en Harajuku

Anuncio humano con un cartel indicando una oferta de un local especializado en Limpieza y masaje de orejas

Campaña del gobierno para promocionar e incentivar a la gente a beber más agua. “Si bebes mucha agua, tendrás mucha salud” dice el póster.

Templo que te ofrece papelitos de fortuna en inglés, coreano o chino.

Calle de Tokio que sirve como cortafuegos

Puerta que se abre gracias a la energía generada por la persona que la va a cruzar.

Máquina de bebidas que ofrece también latas de Oden estilo Akiba

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Póster para concienciar a los ciudadanos de hasta donde llegan los “territorios japoneses” (Incluyendo las islas Senkaku en el sur) y las islas del norte de Hokkaido (Disputadas con Rusia)

Anuncio de un servicio de almacenamiento de objetos por 420 yenes (Menos de 4 euros) al mes. En Tokio, por lo general, los pisos son muy pequeños y hay muchas empresas que ofrecen servicios de almacén donde puedes guardar cosas que no te caben en casa.

Esquema en un puerto que indica como llegaría la ola de un tsunami y como han construido barreras para proteger la costa

Cerveza Rosita de Tarragona disponible en un bar-restaurante

Si para nosotros el pan es ese alimento que acompaña a casi todo, para los japoneses es el arroz. El arroz en los supermercados se suele comprar el bolsas de 5Kg o 10Kg. Pero aun teniendo la competencia de los supermercados, siguen existiendo locales especializados que sólo venden arroz; han sobrevivido los vaivenes del capitalismo exacerbado. En estas tiendas a veces tienen variedades y arroces de orígenes que no se encuentran en los supermercados. Poder elegir la variedad de arroz es algo importante para muchos japoneses, la variedad más común es koshihikari.

Esta es una tienda de arroz en Tokio, lo más moderno de la tienda son las máquinas de bebidas.

¡Y esta es una máquina expendedora de arroz que saca sacos de 10Kg!

Paquetes de 10Kg de arroz en el supermercado.

Seguir leyendo Plantando arroz y coleccionando anécdotas.

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So I was rereading Harry Potter, when I came across this and thought- what if instead of Cedric Diggory, Cassius Warrington had been chosen to compete in the Triwizard Tournament?

Imagine Dumbledore calling out the name of the Hogwarts champion and it isn’t a Gryffindor, or a Ravenclaw, or even a Hufflepuff, but it’s a Slytherin. A student from a House most people hate.

Imagine Cassius Warrington getting up, and three out of four Houses are booing at him and shouting things like “NO!” or, “We can’t have a Slytherin champion!” or demanding a retry. But he’s a Slytherin- he’s been dealing with this shit since he got sorted, so he keeps his head high and joins the other champions.

Imagine Harry trying to catch Warrington alone because he doesn’t really want to associate with Slytherins (plus Malfoy has this tendency of being around the guy ALL THE TIME since he got chosen), but at the same time he’s also fair enough not to want him to walk into the first task unprepared.

Imagine Warrington walking over to Harry a few months later, and Ron and Hermione both jump into a protective stance, wands out, but instead of attacking Harry he just tells him to stick the egg underwater. (Because Slytherins don’t forget those who helped them out).

Imagine Warrington and Harry helping each other out in the labyrinth.

Imagine Harry being devastated when Peter kills Warrington- because Voldemort doesn’t care what house they’re form, a spare is a spare.

Imagine the uproar that causes among the Slytherins, because some of their parents really are Death Eaters and they know what really happened.

Imagine Slytherins fighting in the Battle of Hogwarts and shouting “This is for Cassius!”

Imagine Harry returning with Warrington’s body, and the crowd realizes what’s happened, but Warrington’s parents don’t show up. There’s no one to mourn him, to cradle him in their arms and cry for their son. The Slytherins know why. His parents were Death Eaters, too.

Imagine Slytherins reaching out, asking for help from classmates from other houses. They’re terrified, truly terrified because the being their parents claimed would never hurt them because they’re pureblood, they realize that he does not care.

Imagine Slytherins in the 5th book sneaking off to join Dumbledore’s Army, to learn more about who Voldemort is without their parents acting as a filter. 

Imagine the shock when they’re told what he’s really done.

Imagine that a few talented Slytherins went with Harry and the others into the Ministry of Magic. The others are a bit wary but they prove themselves as friends.

Imagine them being confronted by Lucius Malfoy in the the Hall of Prophecy, and when the Death Eaters descend, they know that any one of them could be their parents.

Imagine the shocked gasp of a Death Eater as they realize their own child, a pureblood, is standing defiantly with Harry Potter. They choke back a cry. They can’t let their child know that they were about to duel to the death.

Imagine a DA Slytherin facing off against their own Death Eater parent. That they make the decision to let their child defeat them, because in that moment, they realize that they love their child more than they fear Voldemort. They go down, mask unveiled, and the Slytherin kid has to be dragged from the fight before he gets killed.

Imagine Book 6 Slytherins getting more friendly and cooperative with the other houses. Two years of Voldemort terrorizing the muggle and Wizarding world, two years where their parents just up and leave some days, cringing from the pain in their arm, two years after the death of the first Slytherin pureblood, Cassius Warrington, killed by Voldemort’s right-hand man, and they’re slowly hitting the breaking point.

Imagine Slytherin kids keeping tabs on their parents, sending the information to Harry, who shares it with the Order of the Phoenix, and hoping that their parents won’t be killed.

Imagine Book 7 Slytherins low-key rebelling against the new oppressive Hogwarts staff.

Imagine the final siege on Hogwarts, where Slytherins stand proudly by their fellow houses, knowing full-well they could be fighting their own parents. Some Slytherins know their parents were in the fighting. They hope to find them first and sneak them away. Their fellow students understand. Professor McGonagall allows 7th Year Slytherin, Pansy Parkinson, to duel a death eater in her stead; her father is under that veil. She knows it.

Imagine the aftermath of the battle; every house suffered loses. Slytherin students crying over the deaths of friends they made in every house.

Imagine a Cassius Warrington statue made in his honor, the first Slytherin to fight and die nobly with Harry Potter, the boy who lived, in the face of ultimate evil. He was a true Slytherin, and it’s in his name that Slytherin children and their families have cut all ties with the Death Eaters, denounced Voldemort, and are finally living in peace.

#i do enjoy cedric #but this would have been immensely wonderful in many ways (via batty4u)

Imagine a story in which Harry wasn’t in love with his fellow champion’s girlfriend, but after her boyfriend’s death just hugs her so long, so hard, and says “he wanted to win for you. You should know–you should know he won, he did it for you” and gives her the best hug and shoulder he knows how to be because her parents aren’t there either and she must know why.

Imagine Harry staring over her head at everyone else until Hermione steps up–it doesn’t take long, but it takes long enough that when she does all eyes are on her as a source of motion–and says “we’re never going to forget this. They’re not going to get away with it” and the girlfriend just latches onto Hermione and everyone is in wands-out stance convinced she’s about to attack the shit out of Hermione, and then the girlfriend stares into her eyes and says “do you promise me” and Hermione just gives her this super-firm nod and says “I promise” and the girlfriend just collapses on her, sobbing. 

Imagine Dumbledore trying to give some flowery speech about inter-wizard solidarity while glossing over why, because Slytherins have always been a touchy subject, and Ron gets to his feet and says “Professor, I need to say something important” and Dumbledore is so surprised he just cedes the floor, and Ron–after that awkward moment when he realizes everyone is staring at him–says he didn’t know Warrington particularly, but he knows how Warrington and Harry played. That each was always cheering on the other. Both wanted to win, but neither was willing to undercut the other by underhanded means. He finishes up saying “I think–I think it’s important everyone should know he died being what a champion should be. Because he could have abandoned Harry and instead he stood up with him to play the game the honest way, and he died for it. And–and Slytherin House should be proud, and we should all be proud, because Warrington was a good bloke.” He sits back down all flustered because he didn’t actually stand up meaning to make a speech. And then Pansy Parkinson stands up before Dumbledore can take back control of the room and says “I want to tell Weasley thank you.” And all of Slytherin House raises a glass–to Warrington, to Weasley, to Potter–and the other houses follow suit. Many years later, Wizarding scholars will say that was the moment Voldemort truly lost.

Imagine later that summer. Harry gets several owls on his birthday, all unsigned. The birds are plump and pretentious and well-cared-for. He will never know which Slytherins sent him their treasures: parchments with hexes developed by the Death Eaters; a strange locket that will only open if he whispers a special spell but that always shows him the picture he most needs to see; a page torn from a potions book that, brewed properly, will allow him extra time to summon a Patronus by giving him a few crucial seconds not just of happiness but of bliss. It doesn’t matter. Harry knows these gifts not as birthday gifts but for what they really are, and he treasures the locket and copies out the potion to send to Hermione and Mrs. Weasley, and when first summoned by the Order of the Phoenix he marches straight up to Dumbledore with the hexes and says “I can’t tell you where I got these, Professor. But they’re in use by the Death Eaters and I think you should have them.” Months later, Sirius will recognize the spell Bellatrix shoots at him, and will dive out of the way just in the nick of time.

The final battle. Everyone is there. Sirius somehow ends up herding a group of Slytherins. They all stare at him and he at them, across a centuries-old divide Voldemort has only succeeded in deepening. Then he remembers the hexes. Harry’s locket, now tucked under Sirius’ shirt because Harry’s friends are with him in this battle but most of Sirius’ are dead. The moment that happiness potion saved Remus’ life, his very soul. Snape’s final words to Harry, finally seen not as mockery but real true advice. What Harry said Voldemort said–his first words in his new form. They are kids, and they are sharing the same kind of hurt he once wouldn’t admit to, watching his mother burn his name off the family tree. “When we go in there, it’s going to be hell,” he tells the Slytherins. “Some of you are probably going to die. I might go down too, and if I do I want your best curser in the front. But I want you all to remember one thing. There are no spares.”  Later retellings of the battle never fail to mention the moment a group of angry, screaming teens burst into the Great Hall, wearing their green and silver as the badge of honor it should be, shouting NO SPARES, NO SPARES at the tops of their voices in between hexes and curses and the occasional physical punch. When Hermione is present, she always interrupts the storyteller to be sure everyone knows about the moment Blaise Zabini shoved her to the floor, dropped on top of her, fired off three curses in rapid succession and said “stay alive, Granger, we need you” before jumping back to his feet and vanishing into the melee–how, for all anyone knows, those may have been his last words, and she will not let his sacrifice go unnoted. 

The aftermath. Malfoy holds out a hand to Sirius, badly injured on the floor. Sirius asks how Malfoy is willing to trust him. Malfoy nods at his chest. “You’ve got my godfather’s locket,” he says, and when Sirius and Harry finally speak after the battle Harry gives his full agreement to the very first thing out of  Sirius’ mouth. They give the locket to Malfoy. Sirius grits his teeth and closes his eyes and opens them and says “He probably saved my life, giving Harry that.” He doesn’t say thank you. Malfoy hears it anyway.

The school reopens under a single banner: the four Houses united. The House rivalry is reduced to just that–a competition in fun–with those deep divides slowly healing to scars, and eventually away to nothing at all.

Imagine it.

Que los japoneses lo hacen todo mejor es un hecho incontestable. En esta ocasión demuestran al mundo que, si se ponen a hacer chupachups, los hacen con tanto arte que da pena chuparlos (bueno, quizás el del conejito... )

Special Air Mission 2800

Lock and Key, 2010. Master locks, brass. Photo by Claire Iltis.

The Dufala Brothers have a knack for the surreal, creating modern objects that have been elongated and stretched into abstract versions of shoes, household appliances, and tools. The creative works mimic the original objects so well that it is difficult to separate the two in one’s mind, such as a Chuck Taylor that is made so long it folds on top of oneself, and a lock made for a key that is four times the standard size.

The Philadelphia duo explore this exaggerated scale with humor, utilizing a variety of media such as sculpture, theater, performance, digital media, and drawing in their combined practice. Both graduated from the Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts and are represented by Fleisher/Ollman Gallery in Philadelphia where they currently reside. You can see more of the pair’s absurd works on their website. (via postmodern.jpg & thnx, Tim!)

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Long Chuck

Step Broom

Special Air Mission 2800, 2009. Rubber, vinyl, shoelaces. 6 x 4 x 32″

Hammer with Oversized Handle

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Con motivo de la celebración del treinta aniversario del primer capítulo del anime de Bola de Dragón, Tower Records servirá comida inspirada por la serie de animación en sus cafeterías de Shibuya (Google Maps), Omotesando (Google Maps) y Umeda (Google Maps). La oferta del menú con comida, bebidas y postres de Dragon Ball estará en activo hasta el día 30 de noviembre.

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