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A pipe dream, Wishful thinking, An illusion, A fire-breathing she-monster with a lion's head, goat's body, and serpent's tail, A fabrication of the mind


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“So my amazing daughter, Emma, turned 5 last month, and I had been searching everywhere for new-creative inspiration for her 5yr pictures. I noticed quite a pattern of so many young girls dressing up as beautiful Disney Princesses, no matter where I looked 95% of the “ideas” were the “How to’s” of  how to dress your little girl like a Disney Princess…We chose 5 women (five amazing and strong women), as it was her 5th birthday but there are thousands of unbelievable women (and girls) who have beat the odds and fought (and still fight) for their equal rights all over the world”

 - Jaime Moore, Not Just a Girl

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Emmy Rossum in People Magazine’s Most Beautiful 2013

Emmy Rossum in People Magazine’s Most Beautiful 2013

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bohemea: Kate Winslet - Bazaar UK by Alexi Lubomirski, April 2013

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Kate Winslet - Bazaar UK by Alexi Lubomirski, April 2013

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“ Richard was a musician. To my knowledge he wasn’t a singer per se, or player of any particular instruments, beyond the odd doodle on a guitar. But as much as anyone I’ve encountered he had a complete understanding that it is what one does with the silences between sounds that give those sounds their impact. And even though the sounds he dealt in were those of the spoken word, and not ‘notes’, this remains the only way to describe his profound, innate musicianship. It only occurs to me now just how spoilt we History Boys all were, as new practitioners of our trade, to get to listen to Richard night after night, over two and a half years, handling A.B.’s non-naturalistic text – those long, elegant, carefully constructed sentences - with such natural, deft delicacy that it just seemed self-evident those words were supposed to be spoken that way. Somehow it seems to me now vitally important, for us in a generation following behind, to grasp that that easiness belied the amount of conscious thought he gave to giving that impression. Richard belongs to a very select handful of actors who manage not to let their classical apprenticeship stifle their ‘modern-ness’; that required spontaneity; the mandatory ‘realness’ all actors need to have any hope of longevity - and without abandoning the lessons learnt during that apprenticeship regarding rhythm, complexity and particularity. For a man who could easily tell you the same half-hour shaggy-dog anecdote several times without realising it, he remains one of the most accurate on-stage thinkers I can ever imagine coming across. He has that in common with his HB co-star Frankie de la Tour, and others such as Paul Schofield and Roger Allam. It may sound a ludicrous tribute, but the man spoke in whole sentences - while making damn sure the audience clocked every single word along the way. Honestly, there are not many around who can do both; who can fine-tune the very same inflection on the very same line from night to night, in order to make it seem like it’s being thought of for the very first time. This way of working may be less pyrotechnical than an improvised, unpredictable, ‘dangerous’ approach, but it is every inch as exciting, entirely as flamboyant, absolutely as compelling, just as infinitely fascinating, vibratingly beautiful - and moreover it’s the kind of thing that’s deeply needed if we are to retain our ability to bring epic and larger-than-life texts to life; to manifest them in real time for the collective mind. That phenomenon seemed to have an unending fascination for him, and his enthusiasm was infectious, to the point where, now, I will always associate certain stories and images with him – getting drunk on vodka with him and watching him get all choked up recounting the tale of the battle of Marathon; his neverending and yet irritatingly still hilarious anecdotes such as the gas-man who tried to shut of the lights half-way through Wolfitt’s Anthony and Cleopatra; his suddenly reciting Berowne’s opening speech from Love’s Labour’s Lost out of nowhere for no reason; his random gifts of books about anything from Ullysses S. Grant to Thermopylae; the fact that he wrote up Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken in his beautiful handwriting and it ended up on our kitchen pin-board for ages somehow; his memorizing of William Hazlitt’s On Actors just because; his never-ending cigarettes; his occasional, hysterical narcolepsy. It would be pointless to deny that one couldn’t know him and help wondering how long his health would hold out – and yet his death now seems such a terrible shock; for while at moments he could be said to have been infuriatingly interminable, that is exactly what he seemed – as if he would last forever, and now he’s gone. The man was brilliant, generous, naïve, cynical, studiedly unpractised, and an utter delight to share a stage with. I shall miss him a lot more than perhaps I imagined I would. Jamie Parker on the passing of his History Boys co-star, Richard Griffiths today at age 65 (via fyeahbroadway)

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nprfreshair: Cuban pianist, composer and arranger Bebo Valdes talking to Ned Sublette in Bomb Magazine in 2002 about why he left Cuba for good: In ‘56 when the revolution began, bombs started sounding in Havana. And on a famous night in Havana, [January 1, 1957], we were playing in the two salons of the Tropicana—one was under the stars and the other, the summer salon, had air conditioning, but there were nights they had to open both because there were so many people. That night there were more than three thousand people. There was a divine young girl very near my back, close to the piano, and apparently there was a pocketbook near her—I don’t know, but they say it was that—and that girl was seated there at a table with her friends and family. She was dancing, then she came and sat down, and there was an explosion, and it tore off her left arm…very very near my back. The palm tree covered me, so nothing hit me. It could have hit me, and it could have hit Kiki Hernández, who was at my side. They took her out on a stretcher. Valdes died Friday at age 94. We’ve got some big Bebo fans on the staff here, so I asked them for their Bebo recommendations. Here’s what they passed along: Roberta Shorrock, director: Route 66. Danny Miller, executive producer: Two recommendations. 1) Bebo. We played the third track — “Danza No. 1” — off this album at the end of today’s show. 2) Bebo Valdes & Javier Colina: Live at the Village Vanguard.” Terry Gross, host: The Chico and Rita soundtrack. It’s not exclusively Bebo’s music, but it features a lot of his work. Chico and Rita (the animated film) is loosely based on Bebo’s life and music. We did an interview with the film’s co-director Fernando Trueba a year ago which you can listen to here.  Image above is a still from the Chico and Rita film

nprfreshair:

Cuban pianist, composer and arranger Bebo Valdes talking to Ned Sublette in Bomb Magazine in 2002 about why he left Cuba for good:

In ‘56 when the revolution began, bombs started sounding in Havana. And on a famous night in Havana, [January 1, 1957], we were playing in the two salons of the Tropicana—one was under the stars and the other, the summer salon, had air conditioning, but there were nights they had to open both because there were so many people. That night there were more than three thousand people.

There was a divine young girl very near my back, close to the piano, and apparently there was a pocketbook near her—I don’t know, but they say it was that—and that girl was seated there at a table with her friends and family. She was dancing, then she came and sat down, and there was an explosion, and it tore off her left arm…very very near my back. The palm tree covered me, so nothing hit me. It could have hit me, and it could have hit Kiki Hernández, who was at my side. They took her out on a stretcher.

Valdes died Friday at age 94.

We’ve got some big Bebo fans on the staff here, so I asked them for their Bebo recommendations. Here’s what they passed along:

Roberta Shorrock, director: Route 66.

Danny Miller, executive producer: Two recommendations. 1) Bebo. We played the third track — “Danza No. 1” — off this album at the end of today’s show. 2) Bebo Valdes & Javier Colina: Live at the Village Vanguard.”

Terry Gross, host: The Chico and Rita soundtrack. It’s not exclusively Bebo’s music, but it features a lot of his work. Chico and Rita (the animated film) is loosely based on Bebo’s life and music. We did an interview with the film’s co-director Fernando Trueba a year ago which you can listen to here. 

Image above is a still from the Chico and Rita film



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Zhangye Danxia - Geology From a Storybook

Long ago, colorful sediments were deposited in western China, layer after layer, century after century. If you were there at the time, you would have seen unremarkable ground, a single hue of dirt no different from a thousand other places on Earth. 

But after thousands and thousands of years subject to the forces of pressure and tectonic movement, the total of those layers has been pushed upward, letting us peek at a rainbow-hued slice of Earth’s past perhaps unmatched on this planet. The planet looks more like the cross-section of a jawbreaker candy than layers of rock in these photos, near Zhangye, China.

The Zhangye formation, not to be confused with this danxia, a UNESCO heritage site, reminds us how our crust is heaved and hurled throughout the ages, a slow evolution that will continue into the distant future. It’s yet another story of Earth’s past, written in stone, but perhaps with the same pen as a fantasy storybook.

Check out more photos from Flickr user Melinda ^..^, and take some time to tour the formation in Google Earth.



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Stargazing At The Elqui Domos Hotel In Chile | Designed by RDM Arquitectura | Photos by James Florio

In the heart of the mythical Elqui Valley in Pisco, surrounded by the Andes Mountains, 500km north of Santiago in central Chile, lies a magical place that allows for star-spangled dreams beneath the clear pure sky. Combining stargazing and specialized astronomic tours with night-time horseback riding, meditation and even tarot readings, Elqui Domos is a hotel quite like no other.

It was completed in 2005 to fulfil its owners’ desire to observe and enjoy the grandeur of the one of the world’s most star-filled skies. It is one of only seven astronomic hotels around the world and the only one in the Southern Hemisphere, offering breathtaking views of the magic skies draped over the Elqui Valley (the valley is renowned for its sharp, clear skies, as it happens to sit under one of the clearest atmospheres in the world). The lack of rain and pleasant weather all year round set the perfect conditions for astronomic tourism, where guests can gather to enjoy a unique chance to liaise with the stars.

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Finding out someone has a crush on you

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