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From deep underground and from a long way inside the Tupperware Storm Drain we create a Brain of light by waving our little l.e.d wands of coloured lights around like its a dance festival
Lovely to see the brightness of this fungi on a winter's day! Yellow brain (Tremella mesenterica) is common in woodlands across the UK! Other names for it include golden jelly fungus, yellow tremble, and witches’ butter! The name ‘mesenterica’ comes from Ancient Greek for middle intestine!
It's been almost two months! Two months since I posted here. I'm back!!!
This image was captured on the first evening of my recent trip exploring the desert landscape of the Colorado Plateau and Valley of Fire State Park. It's amazing to think that I woke up on the opposite side of the country on this morning and after a flight into Vegas and 400 miles of driving (the last 40 miles over extremely rough road) I was shooting amazing light in one of the most remote and wild landscapes in the southwest!
We also just announced a new Photography Boot Camp for this May in West Virginia, more information is available here on the website - www.josephrossbach.com/workshops/west-virginia-waterfalls...
Brain coral is found around the globe and comes in many varieties. This one is either the grooved or the maze kind. Brain corals extend their tentacles to catch food at night. During the day, the brain corals use their tentacles for protection by wrapping them over the grooves on their surface.
Brain Art showcases prizewinners in the 2012 Brain-Art Competition that honors outstanding visualizations of brain research data. The works are by John Van Horn (US), Neda Jahanshad (US), Betty Lee (US), Daniel Margulies (US) and Alexander Schäfer (DE).
credit: Betty Lee
50mm 1.8 D, AF Nikkor lens with a Kenko 36mm extension tube. Handheld with the SS-400 strobe bounced off the ceiling.
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Searching for Thoughts
A poem by Peter S. Quinn
Searching for thoughts goes on from start to end,
Quickened with passion that gives each calling;
Like a blank page where fingers move and bend,
Passion and pain from the footsteps falling.
Again now and now the movements go on,
Deeper within darkness enter a step;
Ignite corners in blaze millimicron,
Starting to grow and becoming more help.
All from the searching from within the brain,
Play with what you know in bitter and sweet;
Narrow each law by reshaping the rein,
Each of its way becomes clear in its beat.
Across clearings a mind searches all through,
Symbols of play know how to continue.
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Poem's source: www.poemhunter.com/peter-s-quinn
[Shot on Ilford Delta 100 @400 (35 mm Gelatin Silver) with Zenit 11 and Helios-44M-2 lens. Developed by myself in a reversed process and pushed by 2]
1961; Donovan's Brain by Curt Siodmak. Cover art by Mitchell Hooks. A young scientist, a lovely woman and a brain with the immortal power of Evil.
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Ex Manicomio di Volterra
Brain rock and lone pine in White Pocket, Arizona.
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long exposure photo with zoom effect added digitally.
christmas lights and dollar store LED light wand.
I lunge towards the Brain, grabbing his shoulders and bringing my forehead into his. He flounders for a moment, recovering. In this time, I seize him by the neck and drive him over my shoulder and into his empty casing stood before us on the podium.
The casing shatters, and the Brain rolls onto the floor.
Before I can move in to deliver another blow, he is back up on his feet.
Now it's his turn to strike.
He leaps off the podium, shattering into me.
The first thing I notice, whilst the Brain is on top of me, is his incredible strength. It would appear that his new body has brought with it some powerful abilities.
I break my arms out from under him, and uppercut him in the scars that line his chest. He slumps off me and stands.
"Too easssyy."
I too stand, forming a stance ready to pounce in front of him.
Instead of entering in another bout of hand-to-hand combat, I flare my eyes before he can attack, sending energy blasts straight into him. They rip through his flimsy skin, burning a black, jagged hole in his torso.
At first, he appears bemused at my actions. I pause, preparing to see him drop to the floor, but instead, a look much similar to the Brain's spreads across my face as his wound begins to seal.
A horrific grin spreads across his face, his burn mark now completely healed.
"Reggggeneration, J'onnnn; the nexttt stepp in evolutionnn. I couldn't 'ave a bbbbody with out itt."
I grimace, set back by this revelation. No doubt another new ability of his.
I go to strike again, but the Brain takes his opportunity before I do.
He moves gracefully with a swift and deadly speed, and sends both his discoloured fists into my chest.
His intense strength bought about by his new body takes me by surprise, as I clamber backwards and fail to offer a retaliation.
He then repeatedly swings the fists into my cheekbones, allowing another grotesque grin to crawl over his face.
I step back again, attempting to recover, but then feel another intense force grip my neck.
The Brain wraps his uneven fingers around my neck and squeezes.
I am amazed.
I attempt to resist the Brain's grip, but he caught me off guard, meaning my fate now lies, quite literally, in his hands.
"Ssssleeppp..."
Stars erupt in my eyes, and my heartbeat vibrates around my skull.
My eyes dart rapidly around the throne room, looking for anything that may assist me.
My eyes meet with the Brain's, and, without even thinking, I enter his mind.
Seeing all his thoughts buzzing around, I focus all my remaining energy into his head. Gritting my teeth with uncertainty, I pour everything I have into his mind.
His grip loosens and his eyes roll into the back of his head. My feet meet the floor as he lets me go, yet I do not break my focus on his thoughts.
The Brain falls to his knees, an exasperated cry of anguish escaping from his throat.
I am standing over him now, still pouring energy into his mind via my telepathy.
As his hands grab his head, I feel my energy peak, and then, before I can even react, the Brain collapses to the floor, comatose.
I take a breath and step back from the Brain's defeated body.
As I turn to leave the throne room, I hear the sound of a distant explosion towards the entrance of the compound.
Aaron and the rebels made it.
Leaving the Brain's unconscious body to rot on the floor behind me, I make my way out down the winding corridors, towards the gunshots.
It's time to finish this.
Mirrored image of a brain from a mouse with the neurodegenerative disease Niemann-Pick type C1 (NPC1). A major way to assess the impact of a potential therapeutic on the central nervous system is to assess cerebellar pathology in mice. Eunice Kennedy Shriver National Institute of Child Health and Human Development (NICHD) researchers found that an experimental drug could stabilize or slow the progression of NPC1. Visit www.nichd.nih.gov/news/releases/nieman_pick_080917 for details.
Credit: NICHD/NIH, I. Williams
In the next edition of her lecture series "Brain for everybody", Dr. Manuela Macedonia takes a look at the mechanisms that contribute to the fact that many diets end in failure.
credit: Tijana - Fotolia.com
Since I kill every plant I ever own, I satisfy myself by taking pictures of my brother's many plants and flowers. Love how detailed this little guy is - each finger-shaped segment is smaller than my pinky.
Two pairs of beta lobe neurons (one blue, one orange) in the brain of a locust. These neurons process olfactory information. Toward the top are mushroom bodies, brain areas associated with learning and memory. Credit: N. Gupta and M. Stopfer, NICHD