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A Rubbish Tiger.

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This is bigbigtruck's reference reblog repository :U
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This is very exciting, but in a different way than is being presented. The Book of Kells has been fully digitized and online for at least a decade, BUT only viewable in a crappy, proprietary zoomable image thing that re-loaded every time you zoomed. So if you zoomed in, it was kind of like how a mountain in Skyrim will suddenly transform into a higher-res model as you get closer: you didn’t zoom in on a high-resolution image of the Book of Kells, the website said “oh hey they’re zooming in, better serve them a different, higher resolution image now.”

So you could zoom in on every single letter of a page on the website, but you could not download the image of the entire page and do any serious study of it on your own computer in your own programs. You had to use their very pretty, very clunky, very cellphone-unfriendly proprietary interface instead.

You also could not print out a high-res image of a page. Believe me, I wanted to. You couldn’t.

"Oh that’s not such a bad problem, just zoom in a bunch of times, take screenshots, and stitch them together into a single high-res image!” No, you couldn’t do that either! The zoomed-in images were subtly distorted at the edges, so they didn’t tile correctly. Maybe someone with more knowledge of image processing could do it, but I never figured it out.

This might have been on purpose to restrict everyone into their garbage interface, or it also might have been an unwanted side effect of how it was digitized. It’s possible what might have happened is that, probably out of conservation concerns, they didn’t want to scan it (which gets you a single, even resolution across the whole page). So instead they pointed a camera at the page, snapped a picture, then put a macro lens on the camera and took a bunch of close-ups. Which, if you know anything about lenses, means that the close-ups won’t tile evenly.

What’s happened now is that it’s been re-digitized, and their website now allows you to download hi-res scans. Scanning technology has come a long way in recent years, so maybe it’s much easier to get a true scan of a manuscript than it was 10 years ago. Or maybe they just changed their minds about how they wanted to present it. Considering that other manuscript digitization projects were already very much able to upload hi-res scans back in 2013, I kind of suspect that Trinity College just didn’t want to.

Either way, you can now download hi-res images of the entire Book of Kells onto your computer and wallpaper your room with printed copies, if you want.

To be honest, the scans just aren’t as good quality as some other digitization projects, like @upennmanuscripts​, but it’s still very cool.

“Sunset over the Grocery Box,” by me. The view from my father’s front yard in January 2014.

“Sunset at the End of My Driveway (Excluding Pavements Covered With the Shite of One Million Dogs)” by me.

“Sunset from My Front Yard Taken on an iPod Touch in 2010″

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“Sunset in Nov 2021 Taken in the Parking Lot of the Pharmacy”

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judygemstone

“sunset from the parking lot of the diner taken on an iphone 5 in 2016”

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the view across the road partially eclipsed by house, 2017

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Taken from a stepladder putting up Christmas lights

-2014, front yard

shacklefunk-deactivated20220623

yknow theres a lot of pressure to be successful, particularly on artsy kids whose professions are seen as useless unless theyre famous, but life is fucking hard and sometimes things dont turn out

but i think thats not bad. my dad has wanted to be a musician forever, and hes rly pretty good. but then he joined the military to get away from an abusive family, and then he got married, and then he got divorced, and a lot of horrible shit HAPPENED. he has ptsd and severe anxiety and he could never really get back on the horse. and he never made it as a musician, and now hes 53

but i grew up in a house full of instruments, and he can play all of them, and some of my earliest memories are of him playing guitar on the front porch and me thinking there wasnt a better musician in the world. so. even if you dont get to the stars, exactly, what you do isnt worthless. its not a waste of time if life is difficult and you cant make it, or if you arent famous, or if your work doesn’t influence thousands of people. it will influence someone

there are a million ways to be happy and a million ways to be a successful artist. we create what we do to enhance the human experience and relate to each other and improve ourselves. theres something to be said for just doing that,,,for the sake of doing it, yknow

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shacklefunk

im glad this post is making the rounds again bc the older i get the more i pursue happiness over success and i think thats. really how it should be done, in my opinion

anything that makes u happy is worthwhile

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today in “things i’m disproportionately emotional about”:

it’s facial reconstructions of prehistoric humans!!

like, look at this part-homo sapiens, part-neandertal man from well over 30,000 years ago:

doesn’t he just look like a dude you’d wanna hang out with? like he probably washes dishes in the kitchen with you, and has excellent weed

what a charming fellow. what stories he probably has to tell. i’d definitely go shoot the shit with him on Contemplation Rock after i’d finished my day’s work carving a bone flute for the autumn hunting ceremony, or whatever

people have been people ever since people first became people, i tell you what

they all had lives and histories and families and friends and dumb gossip and games they played and total bullshit in which they believed wholeheartedly

they all argued about the nature of the world, and of themselves

they all sang songs

they all drew pictures

they all buried their dead in graves, and they buried their dead in graves well before they did a lot of that other stuff. they buried their dead with flowers, with panther claws, with the bones of animals they’d killed, with the bones of family members who had died at the same time or earlier. they buried their dead with their arms folded across their chests

they fell in love

they took care of their old and their sick and their disabled, even when it cost them

they made new things, and worried about what the new things meant for people everywhere, as a whole

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pipcomix

Oh I like him he looks like he would appreciate my jokes

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This dude would have great stories at a get-together and would bring some really great homemade dip. 

I feel like he really digs Lo-Fi Music

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This guy was sculpted by Alfons and Adrie Kennis, and their Neanderthal reconstructions are all delightful

I love the kid in the last picture a lot- they look like a kid, just a little kid who’s done some mischief and is trying not to laugh about it.

I also adore their Lucy- they’ve struck a wonderful balance between the falling angel and the rising ape.

And their Turkana boy- there’s something precious and wistful in those eyes. 

But my favorite has got to be their reconstruction of H. floresiensis.

Just look at her. That’s a face of someone who’s lived and seen a lot, but also a face that’s known love and joy and laughter. That’s a face with a soul

Jean-François Bouchard’s Transpose

“I didn’t want this to be sexual or shocking,“ he explained in a recent interivew with Canada’sNational Post. “I wanted this to be about the personal stories. I could have shot this in a far more shocking way — scars, things like that. But I didn’t want to take over the personal stories that are more important.”
Fittingly, the spare, deceptively powerful portraits are accompanied by personal statements from his subjects, a diverse group of young and middle-aged trans men with whom Bouchard, a cisgender (nontrans) man, worked after three years of research. A statement by subject Alex reads simply, ”[My] tattoo means strong because you have to be. Five and a half years of weekly injections, two surgeries, and I now finally feel comfortable in my body.“
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