"those joys were so small that they passed unnoticed, like gold in sand, and at bad moments she could see nothing but the pain, nothing but sand; but there were good moments too when she saw nothing but the joy, nothing but gold."
"It has occurred to me that this picture-taking might in some ways be an excuse to touch and pet and hold the iPhone itself, which has a weirdly calming effect on people, as though it were an amulet or maybe a small living animal. I am guilty of all the smartphone sins—in essence, staring at the phone when you should be staring at life. It’s possible that the act of taking a picture has such appeal because it manages to do several opposing things at once—I am allowed to pet the phone, to let the phone flatter me with its news, to let the phone mediate reality for me, and also to see what is going on around me and bear witness to a moment in my children’s lives, even if I am seeing it on-screen. To mitigate this, I often shoot blind, like firing a gun at the hip while I look directly at the action."
richiedcruz:
Cool stuff: A flint knapped colorless bottle base I found.
Hey, cool. I wrote a paper about expedient knapped glass tools used by lepers in Hawaii.
nyctopterus:
I got an email a couple of months ago, asking my advice on how to study, and get into palaeontological illustration as a career. My first impulse was to try to seem like a pro, and make up some bullshit. But I reconsidered, and answered honestly.
Palaeontological illustration is not a…