#yael mer

[almostarts]

Raw-Edges (Yael Mer & Shay Alkalay),

Unique Stack-13 drawers and Stack-8 drawers,

Established & Sons, England / United Kingdom, 2008,

Lacquered wood, casters,

70½ h × 22½ w × 24½ d in (179 × 57 �� 62 cm)

43½ h × 22½ w × 24½ d in (110 × 57 × 62 cm)

Courtesy: Ragoarts

[entomoblog]

Les ruses de l’anémone de mer pour échapper aux prédateurs

See on Scoop.it - EntomoNews

L’anémone étoilée peut produire une toxine qui a le double intérêt de repousser une crevette carnivore et d’attirer un poisson qui s’en nourrit. Mais cette défense se fait au détriment de sa capacité de reproduction.

  Par Hervé Morin

Publié le 22 mars 2024 à 06h00

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NDÉ

L'étude

  Venom trade-off shapes interspecific interactions, physiology, and reproduction | Science Advances, 13.03.2024 https://www.science.org/doi/10.1126/sciadv.adk3870

      [Image] Population variation of Nv1 and its impact on defense against predators.

(A) Nematostella vectensis. (B) Map showing the location of the different populations of Nematostella across North America. Inset, maximum haploid copy number of Nv1 reported in different Nematostella populations. (C) nCounter relative RNA expression levels of Nv1 from different populations. (D) Grass shrimp (Palaemonetes pugio). Picture taken from Wikimedia by Brian Gratwicke (2006). (E) Mummichog (Fundulus heteroclitus). Picture taken from Wikimedia from the Smithsonian Environmental Research Center. (F) Average weighted score of grass shrimp proximity to Nematostella from NC and FL. (G) Average weighted score of mummichog proximity to Nematostella from NC and FL. Confidence intervals (95%) are indicated by the ends of the vertical error bars. *P < 0.05, **P < 0.01, ***P < 0.001; NS, not significant. Species silhouettes were sourced from PhyloPic. Grass shrimp (P. pugio) and Mummichog (F. heteroclitus) picture taken from Wikimedia. Nematostella photo credit: Yael Admoni.

[mentsen]

We are very pleased to receive this year’s Wood Awards for production furniture category for folding tables and stacking chairs for The Exchange Erith.

Special thanks to Peter and Sarah from The Exchange for this wonderful collaborative project, and the staff and volunteers who have helped in all capacities to realise each pieces. If you ever want to take part in this amazing making community, get in touch with The Exchange here.

Our thanks also goes to the judges; Corinne Julius (chair), Design critic, curator & journalist Oliver Stratford, Disegno Yael Mer, Raw-Edges Eleanor Lakelin, Sculptor in wood Sebastian Cox, Sebastian Cox RDI

And of course, thank you very much to The Wood Awards organisers and sponsors! – @woodawards @ahec_europe @buildingcraftscollege @timberdevelopment.uk

[leblogdemarinaetjeanmarie]

MARDI 24 OCTOBRE 2023 (Billet 3/3)

« PRAYER OF THE MOTHERS »

« Prayer of the mothers » : un chant mobilisateur de Yael Deckelbaum pour la marche des femmes juives et arabes unies pour la paix.

Le mouvement : « Women wage peace » (« Les femmes font campagne pour la paix ») est apparu en 2014 à l’occasion du conflit armé à Gaza. Il a pris son essor et a réalisé en 2016 une marche pacifique qui s’est imposée par sa dynamique et sa visibilité.

Le 4 octobre 2016, ce mouvement pour la paix a commencé par une « marche de l’espérance » qui a duré deux semaines. Pendant ces deux semaines, des milliers de femmes juives et arabes israéliennes ont marché du nord d’Israël vers Jérusalem, en réclamant un accord de paix Israël-Palestine qui serait respectueux, non violent et accepté par les deux parties. La marche a culminé le 19 octobre avec plus de 4 000 femmes réalisant une prière conjointe juive et musulmane pour la paix au Qasr el Yahud, à l’extrémité nord de la Mer morte.

Le chant « Prayer of the mothers » a accompagné cette marche. Il porte de bout en bout le Clip réalisé par « Women wage Peace » pour communiquer le message et l’esprit de cet événement. Ce Clip transmet une symbolique forte à travers ses différentes séquences :

Des jeunes femmes, de blanc vêtues, se rassemblant dans le désert, et exprimant une convivialité fraternelle dans un chant partagé, expression de paix.

Dans le même élan et dans le même esprit, des femmes de toutes origines manifestant leur solidarité et leur fraternité en des gestes significatifs de tendresse et de reconnaissance.

L’intervention de Lehmah Gbowee, Prix Nobel de la Paix, pour encourager ce mouvement : « Je voulais vous faire savoir que la paix est possible dans le monde où nous vivons quand des femmes intègres et de foi se manifestent pour le futur de leurs enfants ».

De bout en bout, la dynamique de cette marche commune revêt une dimension épique et nous entraine dans un dépassement de nous-même.

Dans cette démarche, convergent des femmes dans une pleine humanité d’amour, d’empathie, de respect. Nous percevons dans cet événement un souffle, le souffle de l’Esprit. L’Esprit abolit les barrières et unifie comme nous l’apprend l’expérience de la Pentecôte. Comme en d’autres événements historiques, l’espérance ouvre les portes de la libération. Nous accueillons ce chant dans un mouvement d’émotion, de sympathie et d’émerveillement.

(Source : « vivreetesperer.com »)

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Ce Clip date de 2016, nous sommes en 2023. A-t-il servi à quelque chose ? Les paroles de la chanson ont-elles eu une résonnance quelconque de part et d’autre de la frontière ? Quoiqu’il en soit, regardez-le, suivez bien les paroles qui sont traduites au bas de l’image… et priez ou espérez. De là où nous sommes, que pouvons-nous faire d’autre ?... (NDLR du Blog)

[edgy-fish-boy]

@yael-things

"I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world," Joseph cheerfully hummed to himself as he crawled along the floor of the cinema lobby, alongside Suzi and Caesar who were hauling bottles of soda and tubs of popcorn. Suzi too brought a two-liter jug of salt water and a spray bottle in her backpack, to keep Joseph hydrated while he was outside of water.

"You could make yourself useful--" Caesar groaned, trying not to spill his popcorn tub, "--and help us carry our snacks!" he snapped.

"I would if I could, and I'd love to!" Joseph quipped cheerfully, keeping up quite well with his two land-dwelling companions as he pulled himself along, his scaly tail trailing and swishing behind him. "Unfortunately, I need my hands to crawl. Both of them, both the good one and the new one. So I'm afraid I can't spare you either!" Joseph laughed.

Caesar huffed, his eyes narrowed. Bringing this obnoxious fish-man along was a terrible idea. He was beginning to find this whole supposedly-fun trip a chore.

Joseph, on the other hand, was thrilled to be there. The merman had never been in a land theater before! He glanced left and right as he clumsily made his way down the hall, looking up at the colorful movie posters that lined the walls, bearing pictures of people he'd never met and things he didn't recognize.

He, however, was himself quite the spectacle to the other moviegoers, and it wasn't long before the rest of the people began to take notice, pointing and taking pictures.

"Mommy, look!" a little girl cried in delight, tugging on her mother's dress. "Look at the mermaid!"

"He's a merman, if you please!" Suzi politely corrected with an awkward grin.

As the curious crowds began to gather, Joseph rolled over onto his side and struck a pose for his adoring fans, smiling for the camera and leaning on his left arm so he could wave his other, good hand at his fans. He had become quite popular in the town ever since Suzi had brought him home to live in their backyard pool, after she found him hurt and entangled on the shore, nursing him back to health and fitting him with a new prosthetic left hand courtesy of her marine biologist friends. Soon, he became an everyday sight to the neighbors when he went for car rides and picked food with Suzi at the supermarket: while the existence of mer-people were quite well known in the modern day and age, their presence and sightings had been rare, their homes far from land and kept to themselves, and his kind were elusive...and certainly not the type to be a common sight visiting a cinema at the local shoreside mall.

Caesar and Suzi, however, were less thrilled of the sudden wave of attention on their weekend afternoon out. Suzi could only give a shy, sheepish grin and a half-hearted wave to the paparazzi, while Caesar was irate, covering his face from the cameras and grumbling to himself, swearing in Italian.

"Hey! What's going on here?" complained an usher, waving his hands to disperse the crowd. "Come on, everyone! You should all...what the hell?"

He glanced down at Joseph sitting on the floor, idly slapping his tail on the smooth marble.

He was not expecting to see this at work today.

"Did you bring...him?" the usher asked Suzi, pointing down at the merman while giving her an annoyed glance.

"Excuse me! Do you know who I am?" Joseph pouted, coiling his tail to balance upright and crossing his arms in indignation.

"What you are, is a nuisance!" snapped the usher. "You and that wet, slippery tail of yours that's left slimy trails all over the floors!"

A popcorn vendor shrieked as she slipped over Joseph's wet tracks, as if on cue to prove a point.

"Sorry!" Suzi called out in apology.

"Madre mia," Caesar said to himself. He looked to the usher with complete exasperation.

"Look, sir, I told them he shouldn't come--" Caesar tried to reason, only to be shushed by Suzi.

"Do you know who he is, mister?" Suzi confronted. "His name his Joseph Joestar!"

Some of the crowd cheered.

"Should I know him?" the usher replied.

"He's that merman from the blog channel!" interjected a teenage girl from the crowd.

Suzi smirked. Joseph's presence on social media was their secret weapon. Merfolk were rare and elusive beings, rarely ever seen up close by humans, so seeing a blog channel documenting everyday life with one living in a suburban house, showing off facts and trivia about himself while also getting to know him personally and seeing him learning about land culture and reacting to human things had made him a viral sensation. Suzi ran the blog, updating and moderating it: Joseph wasn't exactly one you would call very computer literate.

And it wasn't just on the internet that Joseph was a star. Suzi and Caesar lived quite close to the beach, only a few minutes' drive away. While Joseph lived happily in their home, he did miss the sea, and thus they brought him over to his natural habitat several times a week: where he splashed in the shallows and flopped his way about the beach, meeting tourists, playing with children and swimming alongside surfers and divers, and sometimes posing for photographs at the boardwalk where many of the visitors gathered to grab some snacks, buy souvenirs, and get the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to meet a real live mer in person.

Joseph, being the first known merman to be a public figure and not a mysterious cryptid, was quite the big deal.

He knew it very well.

"And besides," Suzi remarked, "I have friends and connections in the Marine Institute of Seafolk Affairs, a subsidiary of the Speedwagon Foundation!"

The usher gasped in surprise.

Ever since the human society made first contact with the mer and confirmed their existence and sapience several decades ago, the Speedwagon Foundation, founded by none other than a close friend of Joseph's own grandfather, had lobbied for laws protecting mer and their homes from exploitation and treating mer as equal persons, and were also them Joseph had to thank for his prosthetic hand, as webbed and functional as the one he lost long ago. Most mer were aloof and distant, and were protected by law in their natural homes far out at sea to be free from human interference...but with Joseph's most unconventional residence in human society, it had extended to him as well to be regarded and privileged as any free citizen of the nation.

"Which means that by refusing him entry, you're discriminating him unfairly by his species!" Suzi proclaimed. "We can file a complaint to get you and your cinema fined, you know?"

"What about his mess we have to clean up?" demanded the usher, gesturing to his slippery trail that a janitor was now mopping up.

"Don't you think we're being the jerks here?" Caesar mumbled.

"He can't help it! He's just a poor legless merman who can only crawl and needs to be wet to survive!" Suzi pleaded. "He has special needs!"

"Alright, fine, fine! Take your merman with you! Just make sure he doesn't disturb anyone!" the usher finally relented.

Joseph pumped his fists with an eager "Yes!"

"And next time, keep him in a wagon or something so he doesn't trail all over the floor!" the usher demanded as he reluctantly granted him entry.

Moving past the usher, who could only rub his forehead in frustrated confusion, the three proceeded to the ticket booth, Joseph grumbling and wincing as he wiggled and flopped over the carpeted part of the floor, much to the bemusement of passerby.

"Three tickets to Barbie, please!" Suzi said to the operator with a smile, putting their popcorn and drinks onto the counter while she reached for her purse in her bag.

"Barbie?!" Caesar cried. "I came here to see a historical drama, not some dumb children's film catered to little girls!"

"But there's mermaids in it!" Joseph pleaded, grabbing onto Caesar's leg.

"Then watch it yourselves!" he responded, dragging the clingy merman along as he walked away.

Suzi grabbed Caesar's arm. "Oh no, you don't. We're all in this together!"

Joseph grinned, mischief written all over his face. "We're not giving you an option! He he he!" He braced his tail against the floor, tightening his grip on Caesar's legs.

Caesar at last realized he was no match for the combined might of a clingy merman and his persistent flatmate. He sighed in resignation and took the cash from Suzi's hand.

"Fine." he moaned, glancing to the ticket booth cashier, a defeated look on his face.

"Three tickets to Barbie...please."

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i love that they allowed mermaid joseph in the cinema. glad they don't discriminate :3

hes a celebrity at this point . the cinema would prob get sued if they didnt ler him in

[fleshaesthetic]

Yael Mer | Head Hand Bags, 2008

flat felt is molded around a deliberately masculine foam template to create a shadowy facial mask of depressions and impressions

[ap-artmemories]

‘Horah’ installation - by Raw Edges - Milan Design Week 2018 +++ urdesign ____

Arthur and Puff are everywhere … Facebook  |  Stampsy  |  Tumblr  |  Soundcloud  |  Pinterest  |  Instagram

[archiproducts]

Yael Mer & Shay Alkalay Raw-Edges' Tape collection for Mutina is made up of several coloured patterns on two base tiles, creating different atmospheres in the same room and a soft blend of one pattern with the other: http://bit.ly/2jBilTP

[mercohen]

( RACHEL WEISZ + CISFEMALE ) —  Have you seen MEREDITH COHEN ? This FIFTY year old is an EDITOR-IN-CHIEF OF VOGUE who resides in MANHATTAN. SHE has been living in NYC for TWENTY YEARS, and is known to be AFFLUENT and CULTURED, but can also be ALOOF and CRITICAL, if you cross them.  People tend to associate them with BUYING CLOTHES WITHOUT CHECKING THE PRICE TAG and AN EXTENSIVE LINGERIE COLLECTION — ( ellen, 24, she/her, n/a, aest ) ♕ @codstarters​.

And here comes the bitch from hell. I present to you, Meredith, based on an old muse of mine, Diane Crawford, but this time there’s a few tweaks, plus a name and faceclaim change. Honestly, she’s basically Miranda Priestley. My initial inspiration for this messy queen. Beware: she’s kind of awful and I apologise for her bullshit... she is just an idiot. ( TW: emotional abuse, death, internalised homophobia & cheating. )

NAME: Meredith Yael Cohen, nee; Lieberman.

AGE & BIRTHDAY: Fifty, February 2nd.

HOMETOWN: London, England.

CURRENT LOCATION: SoHo — Manhattan, NYC.

OCCUPATION: Editor-in-Chief of VOGUE.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual, closeted & in denial.

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Married, but unfaithful.

CHILDREN: Three — two sons, sixteen & twenty-one years old. One daughter, twenty-six years old.

London born and bred, Meredith Lieberman was raised in a devout Jewish community in Stamford Hill. She is the youngest of five children, the only daughter for her parents. Growing up, she went rather unnoticed, often feeling like an outcast in her own home. Her father’s life goal was to have five perfect sons who would eventually take over the family businesses, marry nice Jewish girls and give him plenty of grandsons. Given it was the seventies, sexism ran rampant in that era, even more so in her family.

Mer mostly kept to herself. She was closest to her mother, who was also suffering under her husband’s strict rules, emotional abuse and constant belittling. They relied on each other for strength, so when Mrs. Lieberman died just shy of Meredith’s eighteenth birthday, the young girl felt her whole world crumble.

It wasn’t long after her mum’s death that Mer graduated high school, and she vowed to leave the Orthodox community and leave her life behind in Stamford Hill. She got a scholarship to study Journalism... she was passionate about it, and fashion as well. She always fancied herself working at one of those glamorous fashion magazines, though, being a natural pessimist, she didn’t think anything big would come from it.

After graduating university, she landed her first job working as an editorial assistant at British Vogue, which was the beginning of her lasting impact on the publication. She became close with the people at the very top of the magazine’s hierarchy, moving up it slowly herself. She was with British Vogue for six years when she was on put on the editorial team.

Along the way, Meredith met her husband. A distinguished man who was well-known in London’s high society. They fell madly in love, got married and had their first child, a girl. By the time her daughter was six and she’d just welcomed a son, they packed up their life to move to New York City upon being offered a job being the editor-in-chief’s right hand woman. From that very moment, there were stars in her eyes... she knew what she wanted, and that was to one day run the most famous fashion magazine in the world. At that point, she already had an exceptional amount of influence in the fashion community, and used her charm to further her career.

Meredith was pleased to be out of the United Kingdom. There was an uncomfortable feeling lingering in the air there, considering her upbringing and the bitterness that consumed her family. New York was the perfect place to raise her family. Four years after moving to the Big Apple, the Cohen’s welcomed their final child, a son. From the very beginning, she knew she wasn’t going to give her children a toxic home life. Well, that was her goal. Sometimes she would focus too much on her own job, almost as if it was an addiction. She hopes her children don’t hate her... she knows she isn’t perfect, and has always pretty much bought her children's love, regularly showering them with expensive gifts.

Fast forward to 2020, Meredith secured her goal as Editor-in-Chief of Vogue five years earlier (thanks to decades of schmoozing). She is notorious for being one of the hardest people to work with. She’s a diva with ridiculous demands, a difficult attitude, but an enormous amount of influence that makes people look past the negatives.

Over the years, Meredith’s marriage has deteriorated. Her husband still adores her, fawning over her, but she’s emotionally unavailable. Far too married to her work for his liking, but he doesn’t want to lose her. She’s being struggling with the fact that she’s bisexual since she was younger and pushed it to the back of her mind for a long time until she had her first affair with a woman three years ago. It didn’t last long, but Mer enjoyed being with women. There was something comforting about it, as well as all the other positives that came with intimacy. Ever since she got the taste for people outside her marriage, she’s had several different entanglements with both women and men. 

[izraelinfo]

Az izraeli özönvíz szoknya rebootja

Az izraeli özönvíz szoknya rebootja

Ruhába ágyazott mentőöv egy izraeli dizájnertől

Ugyan nem mai találmány, de Yael Mer a nemzetközi médiában “Evacuation Skirt” nevet viselő 2006-os kreációja sosem volt aktuálisabb, elég, ha az Izraelt  hosszú napok óta sújtó, hirtelen és hatalmas mennyiségben lezúduló, tragikus következményű esőzésekre gondolunk.

Míg az Egyesült Államokban javában tombol (na jó, éppen hogy csak elkezdődött…

[awesomealessandrascigliano]

E' UN ORSETTO LA BUSTA PER I RIFIUTI

E’ UN ORSETTO LA BUSTA PER I RIFIUTI

I designer anglo israeliani Yael Mer e Shay Alkalay, entrambi classe 1976, hanno escogitato un modo per rendere più graziosi i sacchetti dell’immondizia. I 2 artisti hanno progettato il Ben Bag Bear, la busta per il pattume dalle sembianze di orsacchiotto, perchè ispirati dal desiderio di una rivincità della fantasia sulla realtà. Il sacchetto a forma di orsacchiotto è in cerca di un produttore…

[lush-rush]

About me Tag

I was tagged by @mywhereverigo

Rules: Answer thirty questions, then tag a few blogs you would like to know better.


1. Nicknames? Brie, Mer, Ster, Starski


2. Gender? Female


3. Star sign? Capricorn


4. Height? 177cm


5. Time? 00:26


6. Birthday? 24th of December


7. Favorite bands? AC/DC, Queen, Imagine Dragons


8. Favorite solo artists? uhhh Adele, Beyonce, Elle King, Frank Sinatra, Sia


9. Song stuck in my head? Toxic - Yael Naim


10. Last movie watched? The Boss 


11. Last show watched? Orphan Black 


12. When did I create my blog? January 2012 GOD THATS LONG AGO


13. What do I post? Stuff that I obsess over, makes me laugh, makes me think, etc

14. Last thing I Googled? when did I create my tumblr


15. Do you have other blogs? Yes, I have 2 others and they are so different from my main blog and each other that it’s insane


16. Do you get asks? Yeah, from time to time


17. Why did you choose your url? Okay so listen up. My url literally means: The act of employing all possible means to ensure you are the first one to reach alcoholic drinks. Lush rushers are usually found at parties with open bars.

THAT is why that’s my url


18. Following? 1147


19. Followers? 1523


20. Favorite colours? White, black and orange


21. Average hours of sleep? 7 hours


22. Lucky number? 8


23. Instruments? My voice


24. What am I wearing? Nothing atm lol 


25. How many blankets I sleep with? I have one of those double things where you can take one off

26. Dream job? I have no idea, just being a badass and the best at what I do.


27. Dream trip? All of Italy, but mainly Rome and Tuscany


28. Favorite food? A very good piece of meat, like a steak. Or anything Greek


29. Nationality? Dutch


30. Favorite song right now? Blurred Bynes - Willam, Detox, Vicky Vox

Thank you for tagging! I’m lazy so feel free to do this and say I tagged you lol

[clutzykat]

Because, above all, the mission of design is to surprise, to keep the imagination alive.

Yael Mer and Shay Alkalay, Raw Edges Studio

[decorfrontline]

raw edges reimagines the vitrahaus loft as a playful family home

New Post has been published on http://www.decorfrontline.com/index.php/2018/03/20/raw-edges-reimagines-the-vitrahaus-loft-as-a-playful-family-home/

raw edges reimagines the vitrahaus loft as a playful family home

influenced by their own needs as parents and creatives, shay alkalay and yael mer assembled a collage of products by vitra and artek to achieve a cheerful, authentic and true to life environment.

The post raw edges reimagines the vitrahaus loft as a playful family home appeared first on designboom | architecture & design magazine.

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[connorrenwick]

Raw Edges Introduces Latest Tile Collections for Mutina

Italian ceramics brand Mutina recently released two new collections from London-based Raw Edges. Tape is brand new and includes eight patterns in a standard size square, while Folded XL expands on the original collection by going big by offering the pattern in large slabs.

Tape begins with standard black and white base tiles that feature eight modern patterns in five different shades. The small, colorful patterns lay on top of the raw tiles, at first hard to decipher until you get closer. Tape can be used indoors and out, and for both floors and walls, with an endless array of possible combinations.

Yael Mer and Shay Alkalay, of Raw Edges say:

We imagined this collection to seem as if it were made up of rolls of coloured shapes that rest on the raw tiles, creating different settings thanks to the vast number of possible combinations.

Just like the original Folded collection, Folded XL features the same look which resembles folded paper. Wanting to get rid of grout lines, they developed the XL version by creating two different sized slabs, thereby obtaining clean, continuous surfaces. The folded pattern is pressed into the ceramic tile surface via a machine to get the textured tiles. As with Tape above, Folded XL can be used both inside and outside, and on the floors and walls.

via http://design-milk.com/

from WordPress https://connorrenwickblog.wordpress.com/2018/01/05/raw-edges-introduces-latest-tile-collections-for-mutina/

[archiproducts]

Yael Mer & Shay Alkalay Raw-Edges talk about Tape, the new collection designed for Mutina. Tape is made up of several coloured patterns on two base tiles, one white and one black, creating different atmospheres in the same room and a soft blend of one pattern with the other: http://bit.ly/2yqtaBZ

All interviews at Cersaie 2017 → http://bit.ly/Cersaie2017talks