#picoroco

[moji]

ロバパン         PICOROCO

[andresdml]

#chile #chiloé #chiloe #instagram #instagood #instachile #fotografía #fotografia #photography #mar #sea #playa #algas #algae #alga #picoroco #crustaceans #crustacean #crustaceo #autromegabalanus (en Chonchi, Isla Grande De Chiloe) https://www.instagram.com/p/CG5njQOpiMI/?igshid=19trzw7b68f6m

[gigfoto]

Гадов мы любим. Кушать. Морских. Еще их называют цветами. Французам так нравится больше. Фрут-де-мер. У нас, нейтрально: #морепродукты. ⠀ Как ни странно, в Океании этих морских гадов-цветов, не найти. Или, если найдёшь, есть их не возможно. Готовить не умеют. Ловить - ленятся. На Мальдивах #осьминог напоминал жвачку. В Панаме кальмары - активированный уголь от диареи. В Малайзии устрицы напоминали... ой, не буду говорить, что 🤮. ⠀ Вкуснее, чем здесь, в Испании, эти цветочные гады были, разве что, в Чили. Там мой фаворит: #picoroco. Я бы его назвала: коготь дракона. ⠀ Самых вкусных креветок ели в Австралии. Устриц - в Намибии. Моллюсков - в Японии. Крабов - в США. Лобстеров - на острове Аруба, причем в исполнении Герольда в арендованной кухне. ⠀ А рыбу - в России, осетра. На втором месте рыба - дорада на Коста Дорада, то есть здесь, где мы сейчас. ⠀ Жальче всего мне съедать осьминогов. Они выглядят такими умными! ⠀ Я бы стала веганом, если бы не первая фраза, которую сказала я, Ира-бэби: "Кура, дай мяса." С материнского молока перешла на борщ и мясо. ⠀ Ну вот так. Не извиняюсь. Все имеет место быть в этом мире. ⠀ Только вот на комментарии веганов о том, что: Разве Бог нас создал, чтобы мы поедали живых? Хочется узнать ответ на вопрос: А разве это другой Бог создал животных и других существ, что поедают себе подобных? И в прямом и в переносном смы��ле? 🤔 А резве растения не живые? ⠀ В Инстаграм, разве что не ленивый не затронул эту тему 😉😄 ⠀ А вы как относитесь к поеданию морских гадов-цветов? 😊 Какие любимые? ⠀ Круговорот мозгов после 3-ех кругосветок понемногу "устаканивается"... ⠀ З8 стран за последние 2 года. Всего за почти 10 лет: 75+ стран. Три раза вокруг Матушки-Земли... ⠀ Здесь, в Испании, гуляя вдоль многокилометрового пляжа часами, вспоминается многое, о чем еще не написано... ⠀ #Осень в Испании в этом году шикарная! ⠀ 24-25°C и вода и воздух... и это в октябре. ⠀ Да и цены на размещение в 2-3 раза дешевле, чем в жуткие жаркие летние месяцы... ⠀ Рассказать об особенностях осени в Испании? 😁 ⠀ #осеньвиспании #gig_foto_spain #aroundtheworld #кругосветка #вокругсвета #путешествоватьнедорого #costadorada #miamiplatja (at Miami Platja (Tarragona)) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3VPuMOB7-6/?igshid=qanm13bjjauf

[bea-arte]

#picoroco#lápizgrafito#undibujoaldíamayo (en Centex) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxAM6Pkn-tY/?igshid=a91vv5oaqbie

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BEWITCHED “Dragonflight”, CD 1997 (A superb second album of unmistakable Heathen Black/Heavy Metal by this legendary band from Chile deeply inspired mostly by Mercyful Fate, Candlemass & Bathory)

“The true Pagan ones against the pathetic lucichristian faith. Seth's light must be sealed by the teutonic power of storm 'cos We are the fist in the face of God !”

[mappingflavors]

Just another typical Chilean guy! #picoroco #sundayfunday #yummy #foodporn #chile #seafood #alien

[piermanwalter]

I had a dream that I got myself a shapeshifting Nicki Minaj makeup set as a birthday present. I just got home from a long trip and impulse-purchased the makeup set at an airport duty-free shop. It was pitch black outside and felt very late at 9:30 like when you are a little kid and feel 9:30 is late. When your time is controlled by someone else, staying up late feels like a luxury. I’m not sure how old I was in my dream, since I travelled alone but still felt as though someone set a bedtime for me. 

The makeup set was a mystery box from the newly released “Nicki Siren” collection, which was mostly mermaid and sea-themed clothes and accessories. It cost 900 dollars, but the crushing sadness of being stuck in an extended layover on my birthday and the Fear of Missing Out since it was the last Nicki Siren set in the store compelled me to buy it. It was the volume of a shoebox. Top-down, it was square and slightly taller than it was wide. I opened it in my bedroom. The cardboard box was white with dark blue gouache-like writing and the front of the box had Nicki’s face in the corner wearing a pearl and seashell studded tiara and a teal wig with a surprised expression. The overall mood was bright, fun, and unusually unsexy. 

Inside the box was a teal plastic cube with gold accents. Inside the cube was custom light blue bubble wrap flecked with gold glitter. Under the bubble wrap was a 30-inch gold chain necklace with pearls at 3-inch intervals and two huge clamshells hanging off it. The clasp of the necklace had an 8-cm long flat silver pendant in the shape of a fan coral on it, studded on one side with tiny white crystals. Upon closer inspection, it wasn’t a real chain and instead gold beads fit together like a chain strung onto braided teal leather. The information packet in the box under the cube said the beads were 20-ct gold-plated sterling silver, the clasp pendant was cubic zirconia and platinum-plated sterling silver, and the pearls were cultured. 

Despite being quahog type clams, the clamshells had the color and texture of a teal turbo snail shell. This is biologically impossible and I assumed the shells were fake or some weird manufacturing technique was used. Luckily, the shells could be removed from the necklace. which made it much more wearable. I was worried about the shell toggles being right on the pearls, since pearls are fragile, but the pearls were extremely slippery and couldn’t be scratched. I spun the clamshells around the pearls until I got bored. The shells were hinged containers. The smaller clamshell I could close my hand around and had 13 loose non-slippery pearls in it, while the big clamshell was the volume of two double cheeseburgers, extremely heavy, made sloshing noises when shook, but couldn’t be opened. 

The giant clamshell also had a big rectangular magenta sticker on it, which looked very good against the teal shell. Peeling the sticker off, there was product and copyright information printed directly onto the shell, which was ugly as hell and the opposite of normal giant stickers.

When I gave up on opening the giant clamshell, I noticed the necklace chain had grown a cigar-like steel tube around one of the pearls. The tube unrolled into a 3-inch-long hamsa charm with a cloisonne enamel design of white birds flying over fields and forests on it. I went downstairs to get a string and a chair. When I hung the hamsa on the ceiling fan in my bedroom, it started bending again and the birds had left the forest and were now flying over the sea. Although the design changed, I never saw the birds or the hamsa move.

After I got down from the ceiling fan, the pearls were sprouting like seeds, growing into cubic zirconia pavé coral like the one on the clasp. Unlike the hamsa I could see them grow and change in real time. As an experiment, I pinched one of the sprouts until it broke. The broken sprout withered until it disappeared and instead of faceted gems set in perfect prongs, the pearl started producing cloudy industrial accident crystals and twisted wires, before slorping it all back into itself and turning black. 

I felt bad about that and grated a block of parmesan over the pearls to atone. I had to clean cheese out of the prongs afterwards but it felt like the right thing to do. I noticed the coral was “eating” the cheese calcium crystals and growing little pearls so I put them back into the cheese and by the time all the parmesan disappeared, they were twice as big as the original with a seed pearl at every place the coral branched. When the coral pendants stopped growing, the pearl “eggshells” crumbled into powder and flowed back into the little clamshell, which grew a mirror and became a highlight powder compact. 

I looked back in the box and found a little redwood box taking up the remaining space. In the wood box were sheets of stickers made of dyed suede leather, more cubic zirconia, and metal foil. I put some on my phone case and decided to cover the product information on the giant shell with stickers because it looked so bad. This caused the big shell to open. In the shell was a bottle of “Cali Coast” Nicki Siren perfume, a mini lip palette, a mini eyeshadow palette, three tubes of mascara, a teal lipstick, a magenta lipstick, and a sea salt bath bomb. There was a dent in the shell the exact size of the stunted black pearl so I put it in and closed the case. When I opened it again, the black pearl turned into a pearl-handled powder brush.

I looked up the makeup set on the internet and there was a #NickiSirenChallenge on instagram where people bragged/commiserated about what they got. Always, the pendant on the clasp was some kind of immobile sea animal like an anemone or sea pen or sea star and there were always two teal turbo-patterned bivalve containers, like scallops or oysters, one big and one small. The necklace also varied from choker to floor-length, some with real chains, some beads set with larimar cabochons, some with solid gold chains, some with no metal and all natural pearls. Instead of stickers, some people got sample-size vials of different perfumes, keychains, silk scarves, or vouchers for free Nicki Siren clothes. One in 150 makeup sets had clasp pendants with real diamonds and solid platinum. 

To open the big case, you must cover it in stickers, put a key on the keychain, wear the scarf, or redeem the vouchers, depending on what you got. The big case always contained normal makeup and the little case contained 5-30 pearls which turned into different things depending on how you treated them, usually more makeup if you broke them, jewels if you didn’t. It was discovered breaking pearls before they sprouted turned them into applicable products like face creams or nail polish remover. Breaking pearls after they sprouted turns them into tools like nail files or lash curlers. Naturally people cared more about the pearls than the makeup even though it’s technically a makeup set. 

The little case could turn into anything with a hinge, usually corresponding to what the pearls turned into, like my compact and brush. Most people got jewellery boxes but some people got phone cases. 

There was a small chance of getting a bonus animated lucky charm. Someone got a clear resin horseshoe with a functioning ecosystem of malachite seaweed and peanut-sized copper sea urchins in it. Someone else got a palm-sized glass nazar which changed eye patterns before fading to a solid blue disc, then a brass goldfish would jump out of the center of the disc (not literally, it was a flat sheet of brass embedded in the surface which was etched using perspective to make it look as though it were leaping out of the nazar) before falling down, creating ripples that looked like an eye again. Another person got a blue faience ceramic Egyptian fish amulet that changed poses like it was swimming and sometimes moves to different rooms by itself. There were only 20 lucky charms in the world.

In one video, a pole dancer did a routine to Nicki Minaj songs and opened the box on stage. She got vouchers for a cameo in a music video and an entire free outfit. When she pulled the necklace out of the box, the strands of pearls just kept coming and when she turned the box upside down, the stage was engulfed in pearls like a giant shimmering mop.

In another video, someone poured Veuve Cliquot champagne on their case pearls and they hatched into huge round life-size faceted topaz sea apples encircled with braided gold wire instead tube feet, sprays of diamond-tipped gold as feeding tentacles.

Someone was able to score a rare full size Nicki Siren SuperBase foundation tube and she made a video where she applied the foundation, then complained it didn’t match her skin tone. The foundation immediately darkened to match. Later she made another video proving SuperBase foundation was like holy water because it could be refilled with different foundation but still be the same no matter how diluted it gets. SuperBase was the only product that behaves like this.

Someone ran over a case pearl with a Ferrari and it exploded into an 80-piece skincare set. 

I felt bad because aside from the hamsa, I got the second cheapest versions of everything. But as I scrolled through instagram, I became grateful that I didn’t incur Nicki’s wrath. 

Someone bought ten Nicki Siren sets and when she opened one, the stickers were paper, the necklace chain was that weird golden alloy that turns your skin green, the clasp pendant was a lead picoroco barnacle with a giant chunk of plastic for its beak, the small cockle had two pearls in it which turned into another lead barnacle and a sea salt bath bomb, and the big cockle had 8 sea salt bath bombs in it. When she tried to open the other boxes, there were more boxes inside and the boxes grew as though they were being put into more layers of boxes. She resold a box to someone else and in it was one of the rare larimar necklaces and a plate-sized bronze disc with the face of Medusa molded on one side and a shifting mosaic of an ancient Greek harbor on the other side. Consumed by greed, she kept opening the boxes until they were the size of refrigerators. Nine boxes in her garage, she now parks outside. She makes increasingly desperate unboxing videos and with every update her comments are filled with “i can buy a box for $3k dm me i’m serious” and “Ma’am. Please give up.” and “pouring out my superbass foundation for u when u cant fit in ur house ne more LMAO”.

Someone smashed open her big shell instead of opening it properly and it was filled with moths which followed her around eating her clothes. 

An influencer who infamously bugged Nicki into giving her a free set for promotion was crying next to a 10-foot-wide crater in her house because she broke all the sprouting pearls in her little mussel case and the pearls became so heavy they broke the table, broke through the second floor, broke through the first floor, broke through the foundation, and sank into the earth. Then the little mussel turned into a 2001 flip phone and Nicki called her through it and said she was a “fake-ass copy-ass jealous-ass bitch”. She still wore Nicki Siren eyeshadow in the video.

Someone lied about getting a lucky charm for clout and it turned out she strung sea-themed Pandora beads on a mass-produced dreamcatcher. After she redeemed her voucher for a silk dress, when her big freshwater oyster case opened, there were 8 sea salt bath bombs in it and also moths. The moths ate her new dress.

There was a news article about the finder of the resin sea urchin horseshoe being banned from casinos because it increased his luck in gambling but most importantly made his bets on horse races always win. Since the hamsa is a hand, I assumed it would make me unbeatable in card games. 

There was also a news article about German material engineers trying to get as many Nicki Siren pearls as possible to study their previously unseen anti-friction properties. 

Not to be one-upped, Megan Thee Stallion announced the “Hot Girl Eternity” line of hoodies, t-shirts, and booty shorts which will allow the wearer to be immune to fire, heat, and radiation (hoodies), conjure flames (t-shirts), and absorb power from things they burn to add to their own lifespan (shorts). Even though they have yet to be released, it’s already impossible to get Hot Girl Eternity hoodies because they have all been preordered by hazard area workers and x-ray technicians and also stans. 

I think in my dream all rappers are powerful enchanters because that makes the most sense given everything that happened. 

[itsthevioletqueen]

I swear the way Robin portrays Medic give me major Mario and Luigi vibes and I’m loving it.

Like you know how in Charles’s Instagram videos with Mario and Luigi (and sometimes Wario) exploring the world and meet something they usually say “hello ___!” “bye-bye ___!” even if it’s a plant or an inanimate object?

For example, in one video Mario and Luigi are eating picoroco and when they’re done eating it Mario says “bye-bye, picoroco!”

In Medic’s livestream of re-enacting “Meet The Medic” (one that was made recently after his first livestream idk why I haven’t seen it until now), when Medic opens the fridge to get the Mega-Baboon heart, he notices the sandvich and takes a break to eat some of it and when he’s finished he says “goodbye, sandvich” and also “Auf Wiedersehen” and puts what’s left of the sandvich back in the fridge.

You can’t tell me that wasn’t a Mario and Luigi moment.

Another thing is that they both know some pop culture (they both know Batman as an example) but that’s probably just a normal thing.

[c-u-d-d-a]

🙀🙀🙀Heridas!? Que pasoo?

Bueno para resumir mi triste historia sjfjajsj, en la caleta que frecuentaba había unas pozas tipo piscina, eran 3 tipo grande mediana y pequeña, la cosa que por cuestión de la marea del mar(subió el nivel del mar) se formaron olas grandes, yo estaba parado en la horilla de la posa grande y pasó una ola fuerte, me boto de la posa grande y terminé en la posa chica, y donde esta la adrenalina? Pues fue que vi todo eso en cámara lenta, pase por encima de mini-picorocos, muchas de ellaa estaban acomuladas en una cascada que unía la posa grande de la chica, de la cual fue donde pase todo mi cuerpo raspando mis costillas rodilla etc, de la cual no sentí nada, terminé rasmillado y con puntos kfjskdjaka y lo peor que estaba a 30 min de Tocopilla, el viaje, el dolor y de tener que aguantar un corte debajo de mi costilla, de unos 5-6cm de largo, punto y parches, que horrible. Esto me pasó hace años y tengo fotos akdjajs lo subí a fb y le puse título a ese albun "saca de xuxa extrema xd" acompañame a ver estas tristes fotos ahfjajsjaja.

[nipoooooooon]

(2) PICOROCOさんはTwitterを使っています: 「未開封のセメンサン (虫下し) を入手した。相変わらず楽しそうな虫くんたち。 https://t.co/VmBjtAKwzs」 / Twitter

[viajando19]

Decididos a comer marisco ahi nos hemos lanzado al

Chupe de jaiba y de centolla y de picoroco

Y al caldillo de congrio

No hemos podido cambiar, pago con tarjeta pero se nota más caro que Argentina

[moji]

毎度有難う存じます        via PICOROCO

[ciruelasazules]

papá ayer la vivi, la madrastra de mis hermanos me trajo de rafaela la cámara que compré con mi sueldos de la residencia te acordás que te conté que estaba trabajando en un espacio cultural? bueno, usé la plata en eso se la compré usada a un chico que al parecer salía con eva y conocí allá en una feria que organizó ella me gustaron mucho sus fotos y me gustó el también pero bueno, es raro que te guste un ex chongo de tu hermana en fin le compré la cámara a él hicimos una cadena de gente de confianza para que me llegue desde rosario y debería estar estudiando pero desde que llegó la agarro a cada rato es increíble cómo el foco puede cambiar una imagen como no salí de casa para que no me la roben estuve sacando acá a las enredaderas y las plantas que hay saliendo del cemento y en las macetas a la flor pájaro que le regalé a mamá porque me hacía acordar al abuelo y floreció muchísimo pero parece tener lagañas negras a los treboles que nos regaló nuestra amiga suiza al fuego del asado con leña que mamá estaba haciendo para nosotras y la tía y rodolfo a cleopatra que no deja de parecerme hermosa después me fui al trabajo tocamos con la murga en un encuentro lésbico ellas lo disfrutaron mucho pero yo estuve de mal humor habrá sido en parte la tristeza que me agarra cada unas horas cuando me desperté hoy a la mañana volví al trabajo, llevé la analógica, le enseñé a anita a usarla un chico con algunos caramelos de menos se angustió porque no podía hacer un trámite para aliviarlo le conté que hacía dos meses se había muerto mi papá me empezó a hacer preguntas que si era de miocardio y qué sé yo yo no sé nada de medicina le dije que comías mucho me dijo que lo sentía y durante media hora más o menos el clima se puso tenso nunca sé cuándo es buen momento para hablar de vos. cuando volví sacudí los puloveres que hacía unos días había dejado para que se les vaya la humedad el cuarto no tiene piso y todo se honguea enseguida además ya sabes cómo es santa fe cuando las cosas se quedan estáticas el clima hace lo suyo para obligar a airear cuestión guardé los puloveres lavé las sábanas fui acomodando lo que pude comí volvió tiago, hacía unos días no estaba y lo estuve extrañando le mostré la cámara y le saqué unas fotos y después me puse a leer más tarde la volví a agarrar y puse las remolachas que mamá había hervido en un plato verde porque estoy pensando más en la composición después me fui al secaplatos la heladera las gotas del frío adentro de la heladera las velas y las plantas en la mesa de las llaves las bahianas que trajo mamá de su viaje a Brasil su cuarto, sus velas en mi cuarto mis velas también una muñeca que traje de cuando viaje con ella a buenos aires de la madre de la hija de un amigo de mamá que había muerto hacía un año en ese entonces las botellitas de cuando las juntábamos con Fabián con el licor de calafate que hiciste cuando nació diego tus cuadros la telaraña sobre la pipa del abuelo y el polvo sobre el estante los libros caracoles de cada viaje a ushuaia ese de los picorocos fosilizado un peón del ajedrez que hiciste en cerámica mirando vigilante el pobre miserable detrás y sobre el espejo un papelito del oráculo que tiene el ale en su casa donde dice "el mar es enorme." una gordita que dibujaste en un mate al lado de una cajita que hizo mamá y dice recuerdos otro frasco con caracoles otro papel del oráculo que dice "No hay que combatir la ferocidad directamente; aún tratándose de seres humanos; antes bien es preciso extirpar las raíces de la ferocidad" dos esculturitas una que me traje de lo del abuelo cuando se murió porque escuché que te gustaba mucho y una que me regaló Raquel de un tipo pelado que dice "chico" la foto de nosotros dos en la calesita de chile cuando vos tenías pelo y yo era un bodoque con corte casco en el reflejo tus cuadros mientras te escribo los vuelvo a mirar y veo que me faltó una el cactus para sahumerios que me regaló sol cuando fuimos al norte el retrato de cuando iba a danza donde me anotaste vos, te acordás? y de fondo el libro que odie tanto de chica de colores oscuros y tristes en mayúsculas PRINCIPIO Y FIN. no lo termino con un fin no, porque venía a otra cosa venía para contarte que cuando pensé en subir las fotos me acordé de vos y cómo me emocionaba cuando decías que te gustaban. que creo que estas te gustarían que me gustaría que hubieses conocido nuestra casa mi cuarto y mis cosas me hubiese gustado haberte enfocado a vos también que me acuerdo de cuando era chica y te quedaste en casa como nunca porque mamá salía y frente a mi miedo y angustia por no saber con la muerte qué me dijiste que como las plantas son semillas crecen y mueren que si no el mundo estaría lleno de viejitos que intento acordarme de eso y le cuento a la gente y me río pero que igual te extraño te extraño muchísimo y necesito tenerte.

[yamayoezokkuma]

〈100年前��新潮文庫 創刊版 完全復刻〉(平成26年) を古本屋さんで見つけた。大正3年創刊当時の新潮文庫を再現！タイトルごとに色が異なり、二重のクロス、箔押し…という凝った装丁。この5点は特に人気が高かったそう。現代の文庫よりも一回り小振りで、とても贅沢でとてもかわいいのです。 pic.twitter.com/5t5zKEEuc0

— PICOROCO (@aof1080) August 19, 2018

August 19, 2018 at 03:53PM http://twitter.com/aof1080/status/1031071664077864960

[onsenhanakotoba]

The architects of Emerging Objects have devised a scheme for a 3D printed house made from locally harvested salt and concrete. Known as the “3D Printed House 1.0,” the case study residence was commissioned by the Jin Hai Lake Resort Beijing. It integrates traditional construction methods with renewable 3D printed materials, manufactured by Emerging Objects, to build a house that is sustainable, structurally sound and beautiful.,  utilizing their Picoroco Block, a modular 3D printed building block printed from sand. Puncturing the “concrete box” is a series of double-height, 3D-printable interior “salt volumes” made from a salt polymer based on “Saltygloo.” The semi-transparent components illuminate the interior and define the home’s layout, forming the most intimate spaces - bedrooms, bathrooms and family dining room.

source:  ArchDaily

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BEWITCHED "Hibernum in perpetuum", Full-length album 1994 (A really superb underrated album of Heathen Heavy Black/Doom Metal from Chile)

“The cave of my journey is anathema of my dawn. The devil wants my soul in the eve of my death. Echoes in the way to unknown, Poetry of the innocence's flight is done. Choirs of damnation and choirs of redemption I can hear. The cross in my hand Is the symbol of my fear I feel an inner desolate void In the path to mysteries In the river Stix, Charon and his boat, In the edge of light an angel from grace. I can feel the light of fate In my inner humble soul. The cave of my journey is anathema of my dawn. The devil wants my soul in the eve of my death. Echoes in the way to unknown, Poetry of the innocence's flight is done. Choirs of damnation and choirs of redemption I can hear.”