#Manmade Landscape

[fourteenfifteen]

people like to talk abt stem as being clinical and emotionless and spoiling the wonder of the world but working as an engineer has filled me with more wonder than ever i walk around all day going oh my god humans made this!!!

[nutty-photo-beauty]

[gshubin]

A very clear Autumn day above Oregon City. Two volcanoes, a river, and a waterfall. . #45thphoto #willametteriver #willamettevalleylife #river #willamettefallslegacyproject #oregoncity #oregon #pnw #oregonbeauty #pnwbeauty #cityscape #landscape #roam #outdoors #naturalbeauty #manmade #vista #scenic (at Oregon City, Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmaULMEyNAC/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[daily-struggle-bd]

Pool Water Slide A sizable backyard tile in the style of an island and a uniquely shaped water slide

[bluebellsandcocklesshells]

Rustic Landscape in Denver Ideas for a massive rustic water feature landscape.

[jkdimagery]

Rail bridge on Lock St, Stanthorpe, Queensland. #Streetscape #landscape #rail #railway #bridge #colourful #queensland #australia #manmade #Leicam6 #summilux35 (at Stanthorpe, Queensland) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpZr0_5vkLo/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[down-the-youtube-rabbithole]

Mediterranean Landscape (New York)

[tinylongwing]

Fieldwork here on Rota is well underway, with about half of our mist-netting lanes and trails marked and prepped for next month's bird banding. But along the way, we find all kinds of incredible landscapes and hidden treasures.

Top left: A WWII Japanese artillery gun sunk into a manmade cave in a limestone wall. The old gun is being overtaken by the jungle and has ferns and moss growing all over the barrel.

Top right: An old wrecked boat inside the lagoon on Rota's northwestern shore, with brilliant blue sky above and turquoise water below.

Bottom left: Guam Coenogyne, a rare endangered orchid found only on Rota and Guam. This white flower with a red center emerges from a swirl of large bulbs with leaves that cling to the bark of a mossy tree.

Bottom right: An unbroken green glass bottle that originally held soy sauce, from sometime in the 1920s-40s when Rota was a Japanese colony.

[enbyandyy]

THIS SERVER IS SO PRETTY OMG

I've spent hours going around everywhere over the past few weeks and the SCALE of everything is just impossible to get over pictures, Joe's pinball machine FOR SURE [image ID under cut]

Image ID: there are four screenshots total, all taken from within the hermitcraft Minecraft world download. The first is a screenshot of scarland, good times with scar's themepark. It is at a low angle beneath the circle of greenery where the statue of scar and jellie holding hands stands. The mid-ground has three glowing cherry trees with pink leaves. In the background on the left there is a giant exploding volcano and the right there is a giant castle, mimicking the Disney land castle. It is near nightfall and the stars are visible.

The second is a screenshot of Joe hills' massive pinball machine, deep field, at sunset. The side of the machine is a pixel art of a deep field image of space with many stars and galaxies. The machine sits with it's base slightly in the ocean.

The third is a screenshot of xisumavoid's bone mage shop at night. The shop is a giant skeletal hand reaching up into the night sky on top of a hill, with a path winding around the hill with skeletal bones over it.

The fourth is a screenshot of pearlescent moon's alien landscape viewed at night. The landscape has hundreds of alien like plants built ontop of a manmade terraformed red and green environment all above a river. Some of the plants are very small, however the largest is nearly 100 blocks tall with huge spreading flower like petals. Stretching across the river is a small deepslate and red sandstone bridge

[justlikejohn]

pylons are church spires. to me. geometric. unimaginably tall. so so so beautiful. marvels of human architecture; thumbprints on our landscapes. intrinsically spiritual. you get me? you get me.

they are manmade beasts. too tall to conceptualise. we are ants compared to our own creations....

ooga booga. doesnt it make you feel small?

image sources below cut bc i dont just want to steal a bunch of pictures😅

1: pylons probably in suffolk? "misfitsarchitecture" blog

2: salisbury cathedral, official website

3: pylon (no one puts where these pylons are :( )

4: demolition of petworth spire in 1947 from their official website

5. spire of st paul's church, avoncroft museum of buildings, worcestershire

6: pylon from @/CraftyCornfield on twitter (dont know where :( )

[nutty-photo-beauty]

[ Path to Autumn ∣ Стаза до јесени ]

[mealvaan]

Butte

In the fairytales, grand castles struck a clear silhouette. The body often evoked its surrounding landscape, whether it was baileys emerging from the cliff shape below or spires towering over the forest trees nearby.

She couldn't deny the possibility that the artist's hand willed the buildings to play nice with their backdrops. Still, architecture was also an art, and many creative minds were cross-discipline by necessity. Those illustrators might've gone on to erect castles with that same harmonious intent.

Not Eulmore's architect. The beast of a fortress had no body, instead a greed of buttresses spiralling aimlessly towards the sky. The bottom barely supported its overgrowth of limbs. Its designers may have cited the yew tree as an inspiration, but she knew better; the city was a hand grasping at the sky. It couldn't get more manmade than that.

It was futile to compare Eulmore to a fairytale, of course.

Reading the same five books repeatedly was an art Minfilia had mastered beautifully. Over the years, she found ways to appreciate them for more than their legible contents. This time she spent ages poring over the illustrations, something you weren't really supposed to do when you were being introduced to advanced reading, but it was a last resort. The last time she'd "read" this one, she indulged in the coarse texture and compared the worn corners of each page systematically. Books had become vessels of sensation in a flavorless room, where all vibrant colours blended into a dull brown.

"Um... I'd like a new book." How diligently she had practiced this request. How easily it crumbled at the sight of him.

Ran'jit didn't match his surroundings well either. He stood grey amid rich maroon and shimmering teal, and for that he was impossible to ignore. No sunlight found its way into this part of the building despite light's abundance, yet he cast a sharp shadow everywhere he walked. He only ever looked straight through her, like there was someone else more important to perceive.

"Few books remain. What do you want to learn about?"

He was always willing to answer her questions, until he wasn't. Her lips pinched tight as she weighed the pros and cons of asking. She had been diligent in her training all sennight, so she decided to ask in earnest. (Had it been a sennight? She could never tell.)

"I want to know about the outside world. What's happened in the last few years... What it looks like."

Ran'jit's silver gaze winked out of sight.

"No."

"B... But..."

She said it before she thought it. He was well on his way to the stairs; he stopped dead before the first step. She cowered away from his shadow, ready for the bite—

"I forbid it." His final reiteration. She never knew what she was scared of when it came to him, because he never, ever hurt her. Perhaps it was that she cared for him, and she knew he would so happily die on this hill. She wanted desperately to spare him the pain of saying no to a girl who had nothing.

"I understand," she said. Maybe the sentiment would soothe a wound somewhere. Marble-smooth despite the two scars she could see. Impenetrable, unknowable, as a fortress.

[thedawningofthehour]

Part 2!

On the 'first Krang crashing into the Crying Titan' thing-it's confirmed that empyrean is what turned the Yokai, right? And we see it flowing from a Krang corpse. Which pretty much confirms that Yokai (and mutants) are descended from the Krang in some manner.

So the 'race that predates the Yokai' would just be...humans. I guess it's not out of the realm of possibility, though that's absolutely massive for an ancient manmade structure. But the Krang likeness in the statue itself, the landscape surrounding it and its similarities to the post-Krang world...that can't be a coincidence. The Rise writers thought out their universe a lot, I have to believe they were trying to do something with this.

I still think there were two waves of Krang to Earth. The Krang we saw in the movie who were sealed away 500 years ago, after creating the Dark Armor, they couldn't have been around for very long before being sealed away (it only took them 24 years to completely conquer Earth in the movie, and that was with modern technology and a Donnie with uranium) and the Yokai are most definitely more than 500 years old. There had to be another group, probably a few thousand years before that. I definitely think those guys are the Council of Heads.

Not sure which group skelly-Krang was from. The fact that he flew his spaceship into the Crying Titan, which was probably built after the original Krang came to Earth, implies he wasn't with the original group. The second group had the Technodrome, but as we see the Technodrome is very cumbersome and slow-maybe they used a different kind of spaceship for faster-than-light travel with a seedling Technodrome onboard? And the others were able to bail while skelly-Krang went down with the ship.

Or maybe he was like Stitch and just stole the spaceship.

[gunkshots]

Whittier is obnoxiously pretty, especially for how obnoxious it is to get there.

In the first picture, you can see the semi-famous building of Whittier: the one that houses every one of the town's residents. Never been inside.

I kind of wish I wasn't so disillusioned to this state so that I could appreciate these views more. It feels like I have a disproportionately hard time being impressed by the vistas we get on a daily basis, so I end up focusing in more on architecture and other manmade shapes and colors where a better photographer might be able to pull something compelling from the landscape alone.

[supersonicart]

Brian Mashburn's "Oil & Water."

Currently on view at Talon Gallery in Portland, Oregon is artist Brian Masburn's solo exhibition, "Oil & Water."

Brian Mashburn is an American artist based in the mountains of North Carolina. He studied at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, receiving a BFA in 2002.

Brian's work depicts urban and industrial landscapes in close proximity to the natural world. Primarily an oil painter, Mashburn uses narrative and meticulous attention to detail to engage the viewer. His work is informed by everyday observations as well as an interest in history, natural science, and philosophy.

This latest series, Oil & Water, continues to explore this confluence of the manmade and natural worlds. It also sees the artist expand his range of media, incorporating works made using water-based media (gouache, watercolor and ink) on paper alongside his more familiar oil on canvas paintings.

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