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Edited Hubble Space Telescope image of the galaxy MCG+01-02-015, alone in a huge void.
Original caption: Only three local stars appear in this image, quartered by right-angled diffraction spikes. Everything besides them is a galaxy; floating like a swarm of microbes in a drop of water, and brought into view here not by a microscope, but by the Advanced Camera for Surveys on the Hubble Space Telescope. In the foreground, the spiral arms of MCG+01-02-015 seem to wrap around one another, cocooning the galaxy. The scene suggests an abundance of galactic companionship for MCG+01-02-015, but this is a cruel trick of perspective. Instead, MCG+01-02-015’s unsentimental naming befits its position within the cosmos: It is a void galaxy, the loneliest of galaxies. The vast majority of galaxies are strung out along galaxy filaments — thread-like formations that make up the large-scale structure of the Universe — drawn together by the influence of gravity into sinuous threads weaving through space. Between these filaments stretch shallow but immense voids; the Universe’s wastelands, where, outside of the extremely rare presence of a galaxy, there is very little matter — about one atom per cubic metre. One such desolate stretch of space is what MCG+01-02-015 reluctantly calls home. The galaxy is so isolated that if our galaxy, the Milky Way, were to be situated in the same way, we would not have known of the existence of other galaxies until the 1960s.
Seventh Void at Brutal Assault Festival vol. XVI
(Old Army Fortress Josefov, Jaroměř, Czech Republic)
August 11 - 13, 2011
My latest BJD arrival, Soom's Seth/Void. I've always loved ancient Egypt and I just had to add an Egyptian themed doll to my collection.
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Axel Void @ Nice/Nice Exhibition Space, Hannover: Numb, 20.02. - 10.04.2010
The realisation you’ve forgotten the things you cherish most creates a hole in your gut, that will never be filled. I’ve forgotten the feeling of your skin, your touch, your lips, your smell, your voice. I wish I could, if even just for a moment, get to remember all of the above things. I want to make sure I never forget any inch of you, again.
I think this is my last shot from Eastern State Penitentiary. I really loved the color in this one. Of course, I had to add a texture or two.
The last one of two Boston Markets in South Tampa closed a week or two ago. The closure happened very unexpectedly. I passed it one day on the bus around 11 AM and it was packed; I went by at the same time two days later and it looked like this.
A sign in the door offers no explanation, just listing the two closest Tampa restaurants and a discount offer if you go to the one in St. Pete. "Mention this sign and receive a dollar off your meal" or something.
Dale Mabry at Angeles Street, Tampa.
Seventh Void at Brutal Assault Festival vol. XVI
(Old Army Fortress Josefov, Jaroměř, Czech Republic)
August 11 - 13, 2011
Seventh Void at Brutal Assault Festival vol. XVI
(Old Army Fortress Josefov, Jaroměř, Czech Republic)
August 11 - 13, 2011