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The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.
William Shakespeare
Cotton painted with milk and egg paints using earth pigments. Central motif has starch paste and ink added.
Hand stitched, bones added
Bones Brigade: An Autobiography [Directed by Stacy Peralta] premiers at the Sundance 2012 Film Festival [Jan 19-29]
"When six teenage boys came together as a skateboarding team in the 1980s, they reinvented not only their chosen sport but themselves too – as they evolved from insecure outsiders to the most influential athletes in the field..."
Bronxe Age bone pin from the grave of the 'Amesbury Archer', found at Boscombe Down near Amesbury, Wiltshire.
These dominos were carved from bones by Walla Walla State prisoners during their long incarceration. The ornate box is also carved from bone!
Seen in Ripley's Believe It Or Not Museum.
Fancy Description Coming Soon. Doc stole this dude's skin.
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Innsmouth, HP Lovecraft Tribute
*~*~* BODY *~*~*
[ jintaiya ] Skeleton (Bento) -Male-
Qilu's Bento Hand .Anim Engine
*~* Head *~*
{Aii} +Centipede horns+
CURELESS [+] Arachnid Headpiece
Cute Poison - Crave
*HEXtraordinary* Ametrine Crystal Collection
*~*illusions*~* runed horns
Schadenfreude Comet Deer Mouse
*~* Torso *~*
{Aii} + Centipede Top +
{Aii} + GORE DreamWeaver's Eye gutty +
{Aii} + Spider Queen Legs Poison +
Cure Poison - Allogeneous Piercing
RO - Broken Heart Necklace
*~* Waist & Hips *~*
Cute Poison - Aperient Piercing
Schadenfreude Bones Deer Mouse
*~*~* CLOTHING *~*~*
*~* Head *~*
[ht:apparel] opium pipe - wood
RO - SpellBinder - Melampus
*~* Arms *~*
DN Mesh: ArmWarmers (XS)
*~* Torso *~*
:SEY Vest+T (vest only) - union jack
*~* Lower Body *~*
*G Field* Wood Wedge Sandal
::K:: Shoe Cut Jeans Homme
The Bone Caves are a series of natural caves set into a high limestone cliff called Creag nan Uamh (Crag of the Caves). The caves are named for the large numbers of animal bones found during excavations.
There are four main cave openings in the cliffs, formed before the last ice age by water dissolving limestone in cracks in the surrounding rock. Subsequent glacial action and erosion of the glen by water left the caves hundreds of feet above the valley floor.
There is no indication that the caves were ever used as human habitat, but two separate human burials have been discovered within the caves.
In total, over 1000 pieces of reindeer antler have been found in the Bone Caves, with dates ranging from 47,000 to 8,300 years ago.
One rare find was the skull of a Northern lynx, dated to 1,770 years ago. This is the only Northern lynx ever found in Scotland. Other intriguing remains include a possible polar bear, arctic fox, wolf, and brown bear.
Finds from the caves are kept at the Royal Museum of Scotland in Edinburgh. (Above Information Off Google)
bare bones - waiting for butts, friends, a fire, stories and daring all comers to still be awake and telling lies at sun rise.
From the May 2016 trip to Thailand and Cambodia:
After five days in Thailand (3 in Bangkok, which included the day trip to Ayuthaya, and 2 nights on Koh Chang), it was time to make our way to Cambodia. There were two places in Cambodia I was looking forward to seeing: Angkor Wat (which pretty much everyone who comes to southeast Asia wants to see) and Phnom Penh’s Killing Field memorials.
First, though, was the matter of getting from a semi-remote tropical island in Thailand to the national capital of Cambodia, about 400 kilometers to the east. There isn’t a direct, easy way to do this, so being able to get it done in the time I hoped for was the biggest concern of the whole trip to me. Part of the reason time was such a factor is because I had only planned to spend Friday evening and all day Saturday (until early afternoon) in Phnom Penh before flying out to Siem Reap. With so little time there, I wanted to have as much as possible. With that in mind on waking up, I wasn’t sure how the day would turn out. I’m glad to say, it went very well.
The first thing we needed to do was get from the Arunee Resort to the pier on the opposite side of a small mountain at 6:00 in the morning…on an island with no taxis. (It is a tropical place to relax, after all.) The hotel drove us over in a truck for 300 baht. After another 40 baht/person ferry ride across the gulf, we got back to the mainland sometime around 7:40. From there, another 50 baht/person via tuktuk/van to the main bus terminal in Trat, about 45 minutes away found us in good time to grab a bus. (This is the terminal to come to for buses returning to Bangkok or going on to the Cambodian border.)
The minibus to the Cambodian border was roughly an hour and a half ride, and I was another 120 baht/person lighter. The time flew by, though, as we only passed through one very small town between Trat and Hat Lek (the border town).
The border crossing at Hat Lek is a bit interesting. Lonely Planet advised me ahead of time that this is the most expensive (and only truly expensive) border crossing between Thailand and Cambodia. (Unfortunately for me, it was also the only practical/logical one to use, so I didn’t have an option.) Via airports and at all other border crossings, the Cambodian visa costs about $25-30. Here at Hat Lek, though – and I don’t know why – it’s over $50. The fact that there isn’t uniform regulations at border crossings seemed suspect to me to begin with, but it doesn’t change the fact that you still have to do what they say. (You just get the feeling that you’re being fleeced unnecessarily…and by government officials, at that.)
On arriving at the border, the first thing you do is pass through the Thai exit post, which is quick and painless (and free). Walking a few meters farther, you come to the Cambodian entry office, which has a lot of folding tables set up outside. The first thing you do (as US citizen, anyway) is hand over your passport to someone who does NOT look official – yet, he is. You pay him 1600 baht for the visa, plus another 200 baht if you don’t have a passport picture on hand (which I didn’t). So…that was $60 more out of pocket.
Also, while sitting at these tables having your passport/visa processed, people will come up and ask where you’re going and offer private cars to get there. There are supposedly three buses from Hat Lek to Phnom Penh, the last leaving at 11:30 in the morning (and taking 5 hours to get to the capital), and you would have to take a car to the town/bus stop which is about 10 km away. (Not knowing, precisely, how to do that, I went for the easiest way there and just agreed to pay a guy 1000 baht/person to drive us in his Camry all the way – 300 km – to Phnom Penh. It ended up costing 2000 baht (close to $65) plus another $25US in total. Now, $90 may seem a bit expensive, but this was a personal car, what amounted to be a 4 hour ride, and he dropped us off right at our hotel. (I put this in perspective simply by thinking of the cost of a taxi ride from Newark International Airport to JFK in New York City…and this deal was much, much better.) The only thing that was slightly disconcerting is that we didn’t actually know this guy and could have possibly been taken advantage of. However, my charmed life seems to continue…
We got to our hotel and checked in by 4:00 in the afternoon on Friday, so things – though slightly pricy by local standards – went very, very well. The Number 9 Hotel (on St. 258) is less than a five minute walk from the Royal Palace in downtown Phnom Penh. There are quite a few monuments around the area as well (Vietnam-Cambodia Friendship Monument, Independence Monument, etc.) The hotel itself was also a bit no-frills, and advertised a Jacuzzi/spa on the roof…which they said was under repair after we checked in. No worries, though; the restaurant at the hotel was quite good and I think it’s the only place we ate for the ~24 hours that we were there. The staff and service were top notch.
As I was still getting over the previous day’s bug/virus/whatever, I didn’t go out on Friday night. Saturday, though, was a different story. Just outside the hotel (and there are quite a few boutique guesthouses on the rather short St 258) are a group of tuktuk drivers all happy to get your business.
Now, Phnom Penh isn’t actually much of a tourist destination. In total, there’s the Royal Palace & Silver Pagoda (within walking distance) and the National Museum (just north of the palace). Additionally, there’s the Russian Market (which we didn’t get to). The main reason I really wanted to come to Phnom Penh, though, was to go to the Tuol Sleng Museum and the Killing Fields of Choeung Ek. (I won’t give a long history lesson here, though highly encourage anyone reading this to do a quick Wikipedia search for “Choeung Ek Killing Fields” or, for something slightly more in depth, try to find information from the Khmer Rouge regime from 1975-1979.)
The only things I’ll mention about that era is that, in 1975, the population of Cambodia was about 8 million people. In the five years of the Khmer Rouge regime, they saw fit to assassinate close to 3 million of their countrymen. (Think about that for a minute…imagine your country’s population, whatever the number, then imagine the country is taken over by a military regime that commences to slaughter 35% of the populace. The most conservative numbers I’ve seen are 2 million killed, which is still 25%.)
With that as background info, we arranged one of the tuktuks to take us to the Tuol Sleng Museum, then to the Killing Fields, 15 km southwest of downtown Phnom Penh. Our driver, Ron (perhaps Ran, but pronounced like the former) agreed to be our driver for the day. He took us to the museum, then the killing field, then in the early afternoon to the National Museum and picked us up at the Royal Palace around 3:00. At 4:00, he ushered us about 15 km north of town to the airport. We met his wife as we went to the airport. Total cost for the day: $33.
Our first stop was the Tuol Sleng Museum. This is a former high school (a place of optimism, aspiration) that the Khmer Rouge converted into a torture chamber. (Additional psychological trauma, I guess?) I’ll give no details, save to say that I likened it to a Nazi concentration camp minus the gas chamber. To visit here, though, you are spared no detail in the presentation. I’ll commend (perhaps not the best word) the Cambodians for owning up to their atrocities. Other countries in the region could learn a lot from this. (They say it’s important to bare all so that people can see the horror and it will be less likely to happen again.) Anyway, after paying the admission ($6, I think?), you wander through the buildings with your audio guide and the many well-presented exhibits. At the end, about an hour later, there’s a man selling a book for $10. He’s a survivor of this place. I really had no words; just hugged the guy. He and his daughter said he was spared simply because he knew how to fix and use a typewriter.
After leaving Tuol Sleng, in quite a somber mood, Ran took us across town to the Choeung Ek Killing Fields (this is probably the most famous one in the nation, though there are literally hundreds here…and also still many active landmines from the war in the 1970s, so…I wouldn’t wander around too freely).
If the Tuol Sleng Museum was somber, this place is equally, if not more, harrowing. The admission here was also around $6 or so, and comes with another audio guide. There’s also a small room/museum with a 15 minute informative video. After that, you wander from point to point where you learn that this place was the former mass grave for Chinese. You also see mass graves for women, for babies…a tree (still standing) where babies were murdered, and so on. The final stop is a memorial stupa which contains the skulls and other bones of countless victims, classified by gender and method of murder (though all victims are still unidentified). However, the presentation is more than powerful enough to make its point.
The morning touring done, we returned to Number 9, had a leisurely lunch, then had Ran take us up to the National Museum. It’s a rather small museum, though quite good – especially if you like stone Buddhas. The museum admission is around $5, and the building has four small wings, that visitors tend to visit beginning on the left and going in a clockwise manner. No picures are allowed to be taken inside the museum (which I thought rather unfortunate, as it really was quite interesting and tasteful, as far as museums go), but you could take pictures of the museum itself and the internal courtyard. Leisurely seeing the entire museum takes less than an hour.
From there, it was about a 5-10 minute walk along the palace wall (north side, around the east wall that runs parallel to the river). After paying to enter the Royal Palace at the southeast gate, you’re allowed entry to the grounds and have access to view buildings such as the Coronation Hall, the Crown Room, and the Silver Pagoda. This is essentially quite similar to Thailand’s Royal Palace in terms of how much (and what) you can see, though it wasn’t quite as nice as Thailand’s to me. (I don’t mean to imply that it’s not nice, though; it was an enjoyable afternoon, though with temps around 40 degrees, my energy waned rather quickly.)
After an hour or so here at the Royal Palace, we made our way back to Number 9 (at this point, barely a 2 minute ride by tuktuk), where we rested until 4:00 and had Ran take us to the airport for our 7:30 flight to Siem Reap, 45 minutes away.
En route, though – and also from observations riding around on the way back from Choeung Ek – I got the impression that while Phnom Penh may not be the most touristy place in the world, it sure seemed like a great place to live (as much for expats as anyone). There’s still a lot of French influence, so my first abstract impression is that it reminded me of a combination of the French Quarter in New Orleans, Fuxing in Shanghai, and just some trendy/hippie areas in general. There were lots of cool little boutique hotels, restaurants, stores…and the Cambodians are exceptionally friendly and pleasant (as are Thais). I don’t know that I’ll ever come back here, but I certainly wouldn’t feel bad if I did…
At any rate, those were just my impressions on the way out of town. Getting to the airport, I was ready for the final stop: Siem Reap & Angkor Wat. The only thing standing between me and my ultimate destination…a prop jet.
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The weather has been a major bone of contention for a lot people in the Ottawa area. I enjoy the occasional rainy days when I can hear the rain drops falling on our roof. But spring 2013 has so far has been rainy, wet, miserable and grey for the most part with the odd sunny day thrown in to remind us that it is a possibility. I keep telling myself that it is better than that white fluffy stuff falling from the sky. Everywhere i go i hear people talking about the weather forecast and how apparently it will start getting nicer and warmer "next" week. I have been hearing that for .. well … "weeks"!
We started off last weekend with rain and grey skies. We had progressed to a beautiful sunny Sunday. I went for a walk in the Dow's Lake area early in the morning. I can't even begin to tell you how great it felt to be walking in the sun. I made my way through the Fletcher Wildlife Gardens, the Arboretum and finally to the marshy area close to the Dow's Lake Pavilion.
The red-winged blackbirds love wet marshy areas. These birds are abundant in the Americas and this area has its fair share of them. They are common birds. However, they are one of my favourite to watch. Male Red-winged Blackbirds will do everything they can to get noticed by the ladies and their familiar “konk-a-ree” is always a pleasure to hear. They are speedy little flyers and go from cattail to cattail only stopping for a few moments to belt out a joyful chorus of "kook-a-rees". I watched these guys in the marsh for about an hour before moving on.
At first, i just watched and stood quietly to let them get used to my presence. They were flying around and chasing each other. Presumably to claim their territory and mate? They kept coming closer and closer as they became more accustomed to my being there. A real pleasure to watch and observe. I eventually pulled the camera to my eye and started tracking these guys with the challenge i had set for myself of catching them in different poses and in flight. Here are a few of the moments that i caught.
Have a great day everyone.
Robert
Bone cabinet at the Edna W. Lawrence Nature Lab, Rhode Island School of Design.
Photography by Louis Rakovich
From proximal femur of a 7-year-old boy. Classical look of "vowen bone" seemingly emanating directly from the spindle cells around. No osteoblastic rimming. These abnormal, "vowen" trabeculae can resemble anything from the letters of the chinese alphabet to the profile of a "jumping goat", like that in here!!! If you don't see it, forget it!
I was bored working in the photo lab today, so I decided to do a little project.
I first googled "skeleton" and found one that I thought I could kind of draw and drew it out on some tracing paper. I did it on tracing paper so it would show through to the photo paper when I exposed it to the light (the photo below). Then I wrote directly on the photo paper with a sharpie. and placed the ribcage drawing on top of that. Then I exposed it and developed it. I put a foggy negative in the enlarger so that it would make it less dense. :) I love doing stuff like this. The words are lyrics to John Mark McMillan's song Skeleton Bones.
The start of my "learn to paint minis/Paint all my Bones" project, I present my Dire Rats. This was the first time I attempted both a wash and dry brushing. I have to say that the wash of Nuln Oil made these look a thousand times better than just the base coat. I'm a little disappointed with my dry brushing, but there isn't a lot of detail to hit on these particular minis.
olaaa xd' despues d tanto tiempo sin subir xd' es q la vdd es q la escuela m deja exhausta & casi no tngo tiempo d editar :S esta vez les dejo un blend d una de mis series favoritas, Bones (L) vi la photo central & d vdd no m pude resistir asi q hice este blend :) es dm siemple, no d lo mejor q he hecho pero m gusta xd' espero q les guste tmb :)
Somebody got hurt…
I make you break
You make me hard
Your Irish skin
Looks Mexican
Our love is rice and beans and horse's lard
Zooey Deschanel ((500) Days of Summer) has signed on to guest-star on an episode of Bones alongside her sister Emily Deschanel.
bones shuts down production due to Boreanaz's flu
In the first-ever on-screen pairing of the Deschanel sisters, Zooey will play Margaret Whitesell, a distant relative of Emily's Dr. Temperance Brennan. Brennan's father, Max Keenan (guest star Ryan O'Neal), invites Margaret to spend Christmas with him and his daughter.
In the same episode, Brennan and Booth will investigate the death of a man wearing a Santa Claus suit who dies in an explosion at a botched bank robbery.
Here is Jessie (aka piglet on loan while folks away for weekend) burying her bones in my flowerpot rather than in my garden.
The bones for my bodys. Flat steels, 7mm all around except for next to the grommets, where there are 10mm flat steels (only on bodys' side, not on open side). I always wear protective goggles when cutting bones and sewing around them.
"A fetish (from the French fétiche; which comes from the Portuguese feitiço; and this in turn from Latin facticius, "artificial" and facere, "to make") is an object believed to have supernatural powers, or in particular, a man-made object that has power over others. Essentially, fetishism is the attribution of inherent value or powers to an object." (From Wikipedia)
don't you wanna come with me?
don't you wanna feel my bones
on your bones?
it's only natural
today has been epic and fepic at the same time.
EPIC
+ feathers in josh's locker
+ boxes in boxes in boxes
+ lots of excess things
+ missing 4th, 5th, 6th, and most of 7th period
+ coldcoldcold weather
+ single ladies on stage @ drama
+ cute outfit
+ new jeans and shirt
+ drove lots
FEPIC
- late to school
- missing the feathers
- at school until 8.30pm
- fainting spell backstage
- mics that don't fit my head
- toooooo cold
- dirty looks by mrs. mccubbins
either way, i guess i had fun.
it will be the same thing tomorrow.
i need to sell 7 tickets by 2.30 tomorrow. ugh. fml.
i'm just akjdfhjadfhdfuiyh atm.
Natural History Museum. Basel,Bones Exhibition.
The bones in the boxes are dug out from an old hospital cemetary.
They show traces of the respective deseases.
Family Day, 13. Februar 2011
Android Phonecam. I didn't know photography is permitted here.
Next time I'll bring a real camera.