This Nature is Ready for Its Close Up
Micrograph of a strawberry by Rob Kesseler
Fabulous images of nature, really really up close. via DesignBoom:
In order to create the eclectic visual imagery, the original samples are sprayed with a fine coating of gold, then photographed on a scanning electron microscope. Called micrograph artwork, the high resolution and colorful samples represent just a tiny fraction of the unique…
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Rob Kesseler is a visual artist and Emeritus Professor of Arts, Design & Science at Central Saint Martins, London. For the past twenty years he has worked with botanical scientists and molecular biologists around the world to explore the living world at a microscopic level. Using a range of complex microscopy processes he creates multi-frame composite images of plant organs.
Using scanning electron microscopy and a mix of microscopic, scientific, digital, and manual processes, artist Rob Kesseler develops coloured micrographs of the intricate patterns within pollen and seed grains, plant cells, and leaf structures. The photographs feature specifics of cellular composition that are undetectable without magnification.
Kesseler tells that as a child, his father gifted him a microscope, marking a pivotal moment in his creative career. “What the microscope gave me was an unprecedented view of nature, a second vision,” he writes, “and awareness that there existed another world of forms, colours and patterns beyond what I could normally see.” The artist says his use of color is inspired by the time he spends researching and observing, and that just like nature, he employs it to attract attention.
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Ascension - a SWTOR short (2)
When the Sith walked onto the bridge where Andronikos was pouring over the flashing console he only glanced up once. Then his mind registered what he saw seeing and he looked up again – because the Sith wasn’t wearing her helmet. In the dim light of the cave on Tatooine he had seen the basics; green scarred skin, diamond face tattoos, glowing yellow eyes. But here, under the bright light of the ship her features were illuminated and Andronikos couldn’t help but stare a bit.
She really was small, with skin the colour of a forest like Endor’s, and short black hair tied back in various places with basic decorations, and those scars – if Andronikos didn’t know any better he would think someone had pushed the Sith’s face into barbed wire. But damn if she wasn’t still kinda pretty, and those yellow eyes stared right back at him with a defiance that made something shiver down his spine like an electric jolt.
“Nice ship.” He said. With the silence broken the Sith came in properly, approaching the console he had been inspecting.
“You think you can fly this as well as your own?”
“Heh. I can fly anything, trust me.” Andronikos smirked, patting the consoles. The Sith’s cheeks twitched like she didn’t know how to smile, and his curiosity overtook him. “What’s the story, Sith? Seems like you know all about me and I don’t know nothing about you. You always a sicko or you just kind of fall into it, like I did?”
The Sith exhaled something close to a chuckle and fell gracefully into the captain’s chair; she peered up at him with those yellow eyes and for a moment he wasn’t sure if she would reply. But then she shrugged.
“I didn’t really have much choice.” She said. “My parents were slaves. I was a slave. Originally I was meant to be something like a housemaid, for cooking, cleaning, and… personal use.” She tossed the phrase out so casually, raising her eyebrows, and Andronikos rolled his eyes. He got the insinuation.
“But?”
“But I kept hitting back. Eventually the family… devalued me,” she gestured lightly to her face and the spiderweb of scarring, “and sent me to Kessel, to the spice mines there. Do you know it?”
Andronikos frowned – he knew Kessel well enough, and he knew the typical work and fate of the slaves one saw in those mines.
“Rough place.” He ventured, and the Sith chuckled in agreement.
“Most don’t last a year. I was there for two. Then one day the overseer was lashing me harder than he should have and…” her voice trailed off, and her gaze fell to her hands. She flexed them, and Andronikos heard the crackle of electricity, saw the sparks jump across her fingertips. He looked back up at the Sith’s face, grinning.
“Tell me you killed him.”
“One moment he was raising the whip again and the next… well, his ashes were getting all blown into the spice. I couldn’t explain what I’d done, but I remember the way everyone looked at me. One of the higher-ups must have seen, because I was handed over to the Sith just days later.”
“So here you are.”
“So here I am.”
“Funny how those Sith work.” Andronikos leant back against the ship’s wall, deciding to return the favour of a story, “I was an accountant on Moneylend when I decided I wanted a little more adventure. So I put a blaster to the head of the Intergalactic Banking Clan and walked off with a few million credits.”
Just to illustrate the tale he spun his blaster out its holster and raised it at the Sith, who didn’t even blink. If anything, the twitch of her mouth solidified into the closest thing to a smile he’d seen so far. Andronikos grinned too. “Been robbing and murdering ever since.”
“Well it sounds like you made a good start. Just don’t put a blaster to my head.” Her words came out as a murmur, lovely and low without the distortion of the helmet.
“Don’t worry, Sith.” Andronikos smirked, holstering his weapon again, “I got a good survival instinct.”
There was no doubting it now, the Sith’s lips curled upwards into a smirk of her own.
“Me too.”
He paused, her yellow eyes and placid smirk filling his vision; but then a snarl came from somewhere else in the ship and the Sith looked over her shoulder, her face falling back into a guarded frown. “Khem Val. I should go.” Andronikos shook his head as she got to her feet and began to leave.
“You’ve got to tell me how you got that beast sometime.”
She paused in the doorway, looking back at him and holding up her electric hand. “Another time. I promise.”
Then the Sith was gone, her footsteps echoing through the ship and leaving Andronikos with the consoles. Promise, huh? He wouldn’t have pinned her down as a woman so easy to talk to, but he couldn’t deny the promise of more conversations… wasn’t bad. Maybe he’d even find out her name next time.
Sith. Andronikos shrugged, turning back to the ship controls. Never can figure them out.
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Beverly is the perfect happy homemaker, along with her doting husband and two children, but this nuclear family just might explode when her fascination with serial killers collides with her ever-so-proper code of ethics.
Credits: TheMovieDb.
Film Cast:
Beverly Sutphin: Kathleen Turner
Eugene Sutphin: Sam Waterston
Misty Sutphin: Ricki Lake
Chip Sutphin: Matthew Lillard
Detective Pike: Scott Morgan
Detective Gracey: Walt MacPherson
Scotty: Justin Whalin
Birdie: Patricia Dunnock
Carl: Lonnie Horsey
Dottie Hinkle: Mink Stole
Rosemary Ackerman: Mary Jo Catlett
Mr. Stubbins: John Badila
Betty Sterner: Kathy Fannon
Ralph Sterner: Doug Roberts
Carl’s Date: Traci Lords
Marvin Pickles: Tim Caggiano
Howell Hawkins: Jeff Mandon
Father Boyce: Colgate Salsbury
Mrs. Jenson: Patsy Grady Abrams
Herbie Hebden: Richard Pilcher
Timothy Nazlerod: Beau James
Judge: Stan Brandorff
Luann Hodges: Kim Swann
Suzanne Somers: Suzanne Somers
Gus: Bus Howard
Sloppy: Alan J. Wendl
Juror #8: Patricia Hearst
Jury Forewoman: Nancy Robinette
Rookie Cop: Peter Bucossi
Policewoman: Loretto McNally
Press A: Wilfred E. Williams
Court TV Reporter: Joshua L. Shoemaker
Court Groupie A: Rosemary Knower
Court Groupie B: Susan Lowe
Carl’s Brother: John Calvin Doyle
Book Buyer: Mary Vivian Pearce
Mean Lady: Brigid Berlin
Police Officer: Jordan Brown
Vendor: Anthony ‘Chip’ Brienza
Flea Market Boy: Jeffrey Pratt Gordon
Flea Market Girl: Shelbi Clarke
Macho Man: Nat Benchley
Dealer: Kyf Brewer
Baby’s Mother: Teresa R. Pete
Church Baby: Zachary S. Pete
Doorman: Richard Pelzman
Kid A: Chad Bankerd
Kid B: Johnny Alonso
Kid C: Robert Roser
Joe Flowers: Mike Offenheiser
Girl: Lee Hunsaker
Burglar A: Michael S. Walter
Burglar B: Mojo Gentry
Mrs. Taplotter: Gwendolyn Briley-Strand
Reporter: Jennifer Mendenhall
Joan Rivers: Joan Rivers
TV Serial Hag: Catherine Anne Hayes
Lady C: Susan Duvall
Press: Valerie Yarborough
Kid: Jordan Young
Camel Lips: Jennifer Finch
Camel Lips: Suzi Gardner
Camel Lips: Demetra Plakas
Camel Lips: Donita Sparks
Husband A: John A. Schneider
Court Clerk: Lyrica Montague
Eugene Sutphin’s Nurse (uncredited): Bess Armstrong
Birdie’s Father (uncredited): Greg Coale
Video Store Customer (uncredited): David L. Marston
Stage Diver (uncredited): Kim McGuire
Cop (uncredited): John Poague
Club Kid (uncredited): Al Sotto
Ted Bundy (voice) (uncredited): John Waters
Film Crew:
Art Direction: David J. Bomba
Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Mark Berger
Executive Producer: Joseph M. Caracciolo Jr.
Thanks: Paul Reubens
Original Music Composer: Basil Poledouris
Writer: John Waters
Production Design: Vincent Peranio
Editor: Janice Hampton
Producer: Mark Tarlov
Supervising Sound Editor: John Nutt
Thanks: Don Knotts
Editor: Erica Huggins
Director of Photography: Robert M. Stevens
Associate Producer: Pat Moran
Costume Design: Van Smith
First Assistant Director: Robert Rooy
Property Master: Brook Yeaton
Art Department Production Assistant: Jeffrey Pratt Gordon
Carpenter: Thomas Turnbull
Thanks: Harry H. Novak
Set Decoration: Susan Kessel
On Set Dresser: Lianne Williamson
Sound Editor: Ernie Fosselius
Thanks: Arthur Machen
Utility Stunts: G. A. Aguilar
Sound Mixer: Rick Angelella
First Assistant Director: Mary Ellen Woods
Sound Editor: Frank E. Eulner
Casting: Paula Herold
Set Dresser: Michael Sabo
Second Unit Director: Steve M. Davison
Sound Editor: Robert Shoup
Hairstylist: Kathryn Blondell
Sound Re-Recording Mixer: David Parker
Stunt Double: Cheryl Wheeler Duncan
Assistant Makeup Artist: Janice Kinigopoulos
Makeup Artist: Debi Young
Makeup Artist: E. Thomas Case
Post Production Supervisor: John Currin
Assistant Property Master: R. Vincent Smith
Music Supervisor: Bones Howe
Draughtsman: Rob Simons
Additional Hairstylist: Howard ‘Hep’ Preston
Assistant Makeup Artist: Barbara Lacy
Art Department Coordinator: Sarah Stollman
Utility Stunts: Michael Runyard
Unit Production Manager: Margaret Hilliard
Hairstylist: Ardis Cohen
Assistant Production Design: John Lindsey McCormick
Makeup Artist: Betty Beebe
Sound Recordist: Philip Rogers
Producer: John Fiedler
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Scanning electron microscope images of plant seeds and pollen. Original samples are spluttered with a fine coating of gold and photographed on a scanning electron microscope. The resulting images are re-mastered using subtle washes and layers of colour to enhance their forms and reveal complex and fragile structural characteristics with astonishing clarity.
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Anemone hortensis
Westringia
Blue geranium pollen (hint tinted micrograph)
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Rob Kesseler
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