"KitRex began as a homework assignment where I was asked to research a manufacturing process and demonstrate it in a unique way. I decided to research Industrial Origami, and over the course of 50 hours I designed, cut, and built a wearable 15-ft long velociraptor out of cardboard. I took him to a costume ball, and when I tromped into the room, literally everyone stopped to stare. He was the star of the evening, and everyone wanted one. I knew I had to do something."
Lisa then started (and successfully funded) a KitRex Kickstarter project to help her mass-produce an adorable 3-foot-long KitRex (since most people don’t have the space for a 15-ft paper dino). After months of prototyping and testing with kids between 8 - 12 years old, the final KitRex was born as a bristol board model that’s easily flat-packed and shipped anywhere (But you have to add your own googly eyes). A few lucky Kickstarter contributors were rewarded with giant 15-foot KitRexes of their very own.
Lisa isn’t quite ready to ship the KitRex, but for the time being you can click here to download a free pattern that fits on a standard 8x10 sheet of paper. It’ll be like playing with a dino hatchling.
How public transportation can reduce congestion
i really wanted to write something eloquent here but i’ll settle for “fuck cars”
And that’s only a one story bus
On my tombstone please write “Not appreciating my puns when I was alive was a grave mistake”
Why does everyone say “house-wife” or “house-husband” when “House-spouse” is not only gender neutral, but also RHYMES?
the prof asks the important questions.
Wait, spouse rhymes with house? I always pronounced it ‘spooze’ in my head /o\ WHY IS YOUR LANGUAGE SO WEIRD, GODDAMMIT!!!
Because English beats up other languages in dark alleys, then rifles through their pockets for loose grammar and spare vocabulary.
Ibn Arabi (2012) - Egyptian Artist MOATAZ NASR
Inspired by the poems of Andalusian Sufi Muslim Mystic Ibn Arabi (1165-1240), Nasr created this neon installation of one of Ibn Arabi’s poems about sufism and love:
نَاوَحتِ الأرْوَاحُ فِي غَيْضَةِ الغَضا
فمَالَتْ بأفنان علىّ ، فأفناني
وجاءت من الشوق المبرّح والجوى
ومن طُرَف البلوى إلى بأفنان
لقد صار قلبي قابلاً كل صورة
فمرعىً لغزلانٍ، ودير لرهبانِ
وبيتٌ لأوثانٍ، وكعبة طائفٍ
وألواح توراةٍ، ومصحف قرآنِ
أدين بدين الحب أنَّى توجهتْ
ركائبه، فالحب ديني وإيماني
In elder days, I used to deny my friendship
If my own religion leaned not unto others
But my heart has now transformed, to harbor all forms
It is now a meadow for gazelles
a monastery for monks
A pantheon of idols, and a pilgrim’s Kaaba
A Torah’s tablets, and a Quran’s text
Love’s creed is my credo, wherever I am or love is
For Love is my one true religion and belief.