You don‘t even have to love coffee in order to appreciate these super creative latte foam artworks by Japanese artist Kazuki Yamamoto. And we‘re not talking about the little smiley faces or flat palm tree patterns: this 26-year old latte artist, based in Osaka, creates actual 3D foam sculptures in the coffee mugs of the Cafe10g visitors. This thinking outside the box – or, rather – outside the cup – even gave Kazuki the idea to make the coffee foam climb out of one cup and reach for another. That way you might be served with a cup of coffee where a cat is trying to get into another one next to it, where tiny fish are swimming.
-Azrael
I am an ESL teacher in Korea.
^_^
Never give up, never surrender
I should be working and filling administration paper <_<…… FAILED
I plan to make those two sides ( with the back of the characters not two front)
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Amazing 3D Latte Art by Kazuki Yamoto
Cool coffee foam art by Kazuki Yamamoto
Besides these meticulous 3D sculptures, Kazuki also does some amazing flat latte art. His subjects vary from manga and video game characters to portraits of such people as Albert Einstein or John Lennon. Kazuki says his dream is to open up a his own cafe in Tokyo one day. For more 3d latte art, be sure to follow him on twitter.
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Today Sesame Workshop, the nonprofit educational organization behind Sesame Street, announced a multi-year partnership with Teaching Strategies, the educational company that publishes The Creative Curriculum and Teaching Strategies GOLD.
Learn more at http://sesameworkshop.org/school
PEOPLE LISTEN TO ME:
Investing in a child’s education is not wasted money. You get back what you put in!
Please don’t make this a tax issue, or a money issue. This is about people, first and foremost.
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If Disney Villains Were Beautiful
Source: http://imgur.com/DY6DTxn
I’d do every single one of them in a heartbeat. Yes, the women too.
Jafar looks like the guy who was deported for being too handsome. Same beard style and everything.
He is sexy and I want him.
Ursala and frodo tho…
wow, every single one of them is amazing.
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1. You’re on the run from your home in Lothering when Darkspawn attack. What do you do?
2. Your reaction to seeing your brother/sister smushed by an ogre:
If it’s Bethany
If it’s Carver
3. Meeting Flemeth:
4. Arriving in Kirkwall:
5. Meeting your Uncle…
Anders: Hawke, we need to talk... in private.
Hawke: Okay, we'll go in the bedroom and shut the do-
Anders: No. In my clinic.
Hawke: ...But your clinic is full of people. That's not very private.
Anders: ...Clinic.
Hawke: :/
Simon’s Cat’s Box Guide No. II by Simon Tofield [website | twitter]
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Medicine is not about salves. Medicine is bloody. It’s fierce. You can’t just slap a bandage on a gushing wound and expect the bleeding to stop. You have to stitch the skin closed, which means more wounds and more blood. More agony. But ultimately that’s okay. That’s just how medicine works. Because sometimes you have to break the bone further if you’re going to re-set it; sometimes you have to crack open the ribcage to mend the faulty heart. Sometimes, as Urgl says, it has to hurt if it’s to heal.
That’s what Elthina never understood. And how could she? Power is comfort. When you’re in power, you don’t break your body; you enjoy it. You have the luxury of complaining about arthritic joints instead of phantom limbs, or of digestive distress instead of empty bellies. You have the choice and opportunity to avoid pain, except that of your own making, and you can squeeze your eyes shut and pretend your lack of pain is some sort of objective fact that should apply to everyone—and for those whom it doesn’t, nothing can be done.
But the refugees who work in mines or beg for coin in the chokedamp, they know better. The elves preyed on by slavers and criminals, they don’t get to choose to be ignorant. And the mages, starving and cramped and raped in their chambers, whipped until they’re bloody for breaking curfew or reading the wrong book or even just sneaking a kiss—they know a thing or two about how wounds are given, and how they are healed.
Nobody knows this better than the healer of Darktown, the man who dedicated his life to saving the people everyone else forgot. He’s the only one capable of fixing this city, because he’s the only one willing to crack open its ribs. He knows there’s no compromising a flesh wound, or parlaying with a faulty heart. You have to toss out your salves and stitch the skin closed. You have to get your hands bloody. You have to be fierce. You have to be on fire. You have to hurt, if you’re ever going to heal.
I know some of you are writers, but DAMN! That’s deep.
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