Το σύμπαν της τέχνης και οι τέχνες τ' ουρανού

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Πίνακες παρατήρησης των "Δορυφόρων των Μεδίκων" υπό Gian Domenico Cassini, 1668

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Πίνακες παρατήρησης των "Δορυφόρων των Μεδίκων" υπό Gian Domenico Cassini, 1668

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Πίνακες παρατήρησης των "Δορυφόρων των Μεδίκων" υπό Gian Domenico Cassini, 1668

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Lost in Space, 20th Century Fox Television, 1965-1968

 

Lost in space.... Ούτε που υποψιαζόμασταν τότε ένα ολογραφικό σύμπαν, ούτε ότι το παρελθόν είναι οι παρελθοντικές εικόνες που έχουμε αντιληφθεί και έφυγαν και το μέλλον δεν είναι τίποτα άλλο παρά οι παρελθοντικές εικόνες που δεν έχουμε ακόμα αντικηφθεί.

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General Utility Non-theorizing Environmental Control Robot, Model B9, TRENDMASTERS, 1998

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B9, Lost in Space

 

Do it yourself! Αφιερωμένο εξαιρετικά Αλέξη!

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The LOST IN SPACE Robot, MJ Bivouac, 2008

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My Star, Robert Browning, 1812-1889

 

All that I know

Of a certain star

Is, it can throw

(like an angled spar)

Now a dart of red,

Now a dart of blue ;

Till my friends have said

They would fain see, too,

My star that dartles the red and the blue !

Then it stops like a bird; like a flower, hangs furled :

They must solace themselves with Saturn above it,

What matter to me if their star is a world ?

Mine has opened its soul to me ; therefore I love it.

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Leonids Above Torre de la Guaita, Juan Carlos Casado, 1999

 

APOD 12/12/10

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Lego Antikythera Clock, Andrew Carol, 2010

 

http://www.fastcodesign.com/1662831/watch-an-apple-engineer-recreate-a-2000-year-old-computer-using-legos

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Night, Αγνώστου

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Διάττοντες, Kagaya Yutaka

 

Ψηφιακό Wallpaper

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La Chasse au météore, Voyages Extraordinaires, Jules Verne et fils, 1908

 

Et ce qu’était la mauvaise humeur de Dean Forsyth, lorsque

le brouillard enveloppait la cité – un de ces brouillards qui

durent quarante-huit heures – il n’est que trop facile de se

l’imaginer. Au moins, même par un ciel nuageux, il n’était pas

impossible d’apercevoir quelque astéroïde, s’il rasait la surface

du globe terrestre ; mais, à travers l’épaisseur des brumes, que

peuvent les télescopes les plus puissants, les lunettes les plus

perfectionnées, lorsque des créatures humaines ne se voient

point à dix pas ?… Et cela n’est pas rare à Whaston, bien que la

ville soit baignée des eaux claires du Potomac et non des eaux

bourbeuses de la Tamise…

verne_chasse_meteore.pdf

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Orion: Head to Toe, Rogelio Bernal Andreo, 2010

 

APOD 23/10/10

 

Αναδημοσίευση ( http://www.astrovox.gr/forum/viewtopic.php?p=144427&sid=3a77c24e0e7d3fbcbe619b448abb43d5 ) λόγω μεγάλης δημοτικότητος και επικαιρότητος.

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Ηλιακό ρολόι Time Place, Dubai, ΗΑΕ, 2010

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"Astronomy", Garage Inc., Metallica, 1998

 

Αυθεντική δημιουργία και εκτέλεση Blue Öyster Cult, 1974, Album Secret Treaties.

 

Clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst

Out at you from their hiding place

Like acid and oil on a madman's face

His reason tends to fly away

Like lesser birds on the four winds

Like silver scrapes in may

And now the sand's become a crust

Most of you have gone away

 

Come susie dear, let's take a walk

Just out there upon the beach

I know you'll soon be married

And you'll want to know where winds come from

Well it's never said at all

On the map that carrie reads

Behind the clock back there you know

At the four winds bar

 

Hey! hey! hey! hey!

 

Four winds at the four winds bar

Two doors locked and windows barred

One door to let to take you in

The other one just mirrors it

 

Hey! hey! hey! hey!

 

Hellish glare and inference

The other one's a duplicate

The queenly flux, eternal light

Or the light that never warms

Yes the light that never, never warms

Or the light that never

Never warms

Never warms

Never warms

 

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst

Out at you from their hiding place

Miss carrie nurse and susie dear

Would find themselves at four winds bar

 

It' s the nexus of the crisis

And the origin of storms

Just the place to hopelessly

Encounter time and then came me

 

Hey! hey! hey! hey!

 

Call me desdinova

Eternal light

These gravely digs of mine

Will surely prove a sight

And don't forget my dog

Fixed and consequent

 

Astronomy...a star

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Launch of a Delta IV Heavy, Ben Cooper, 2007

 

Η δεύτερη εκτόξευση του Delta IV Heavy από το Cape Canaveral της Φλώριδα.

 

APOD 14/12/10

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Space Camp Silver Medal

 

Το μετάλλιο αυτό, αριθμός 4 από 12, κατασκευάστηκε με υλικό που ταξίδεψε στο διάστημα σε αποστολές των Apollo 11, Skylab, Space Shuttle και στον International Spacestation ISS

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The Conjunction of Jupiter and Venus, William Cullen Bryant, 1794-1878

 

I would not always reason. The straight path

Wearies us with its never-varying lines,

And we grow melancholy. I would make

Reason my guide, but she should sometimes sit

Patiently by the way-side, while I traced

The mazes of the pleasant wilderness

Around me. She should be my counsellor,

But not my tyrant. For the spirit needs

Impulses from a deeper source than hers,

And there are motions, in the mind of man,

That she must look upon with awe. I bow

Reverently to her dictates, but not less

Hold to the fair illusions of old time --

Illusions that shed brightness over life,

And glory over nature. Look, even now,

Where two bright planets in the twilight meet,

Upon the saffron heaven, -- the imperial star

Of Jove, and she that from her radiant urn

Pours forth the light of love. Let me believe,

Awhile, that they are met for ends of good,

Amid the evening glory, to confer

Of men and their affairs, and to shed down

Kind influence. Lo! their orbs burn more bright,

And shake out softer fires! The great earth feels

The gladness and the quiet of the time.

Meekly the mighty river, that infolds

This mighty city, smooths his front, and far

Glitters and burns even to the rocky base

Of the dark heights that bound him to the west;

And a deep murmur, from the many streets,

Rises like a thanksgiving. Put we hence

Dark and sad thoughts awhile -- there's time for them

Hereafter--on the morrow we will meet,

With melancholy looks, to tell our griefs,

And make each other wretched; this calm hour,

This balmy, blessed evening, we will give

To cheerful hopes and dreams of happy days,

Born of the meeting of those glorious stars.

 

Enough of drought has parched the year, and scared

The land with dread of famine. Autumn, yet,

Shall make men glad with unexpected fruits.

The dog-star shall shine harmless ; genial days

Shall softly glide away into the keen

And wholesome cold of winter; he that fears

The pestilence, shall gaze on those pure beams,

And breathe, with confidence, the quiet air.

 

Emblems of power and beauty ! well may they

Shine brightest on our borders, and withdraw

Towards the great Pacific, marking out

The path of empire. Thus, in our own land,

Ere long, the better Genius of our race,

Having encompassed earth, and tamed its tribes,

Shall sit him down beneath the farthest west,

By the shore of that calm ocean, and look back

On realms made happy.

 

Light the nuptial torch,

And say the glad, yet solemn rite, that knits

The youth and maiden. Happy days to them

That wed this evening ! -- a long life of love,

And blooming sons and daughters ! Happy they

Born at this hour, -- for they shall see an age

Whiter and holier than the past, and go

Late to their graves. Men shall wear softer hearts,

And shudder at the butcheries of war,

As now at other murders.

 

Hapless Greece !

Enough of blood has wet thy rocks, and stained

Thy rivers; deep enough thy chains have worn

Their links into thy flesh; the sacrifice

Of thy pure maidens, and thy innocent babes,

And reverend priests, has expiated all

Thy crimes of old. In yonder mingling lights

There is an omen of good days for thee.

Thou shalt arise from 'midst the dust and sit

Again among the nations. Thine own arm

Shall yet redeem thee. Not in wars like thine

The world takes part. Be it a strife of kings, --

Despot with despot battling for a throne, --

And Europe shall be stirred throughout her realms,

Nations shall put on harness, and shall fall

Upon each other, and in all their bounds

The wailing of the childless shall not cease,

Thine is a war for liberty, and thou

Must fight it single-handed. The old world

Looks coldly on the murderers of thy race,

And leaves thee to the struggle; and the new,--

I fear me thou couldst tell a shameful tale

Of fraud and lust of gain ; -- thy treasury drained,

And Missolonghi fallen. Yet thy wrongs

Shall put new strength into thy heart and hand,

And God and thy good sword shall yet work out,

For thee, a terrible deliverance.

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Coma Berenices, Annette Sharpe, 2009

 

Κόσμημα από κρύσταλλα Swarovski

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Η κόμη της Βερενίκης, Απόπλους, Δημήτρης Λέντζος, Μιχάλης Τερζής, 2010

 

Πειρατικό καράβι θα σαλπάρω

στις θάλασσες ψηλά του ουρανού,

μη μου ζητάς μαζί μου να σε πάρω

αχ το ταξίδι μου σάλεψε το νου.

 

Και στα ξανθά μαλλιά της Βερενίκης

θα δέσω πάνω τους τα δώδεκα φεγγάρια,

τόσα φιλιά στο στόμα μου της Κίρκης

τον γυρισμό τον έχασα στα ζάρια.

 

Το άπειρο πώς χώρεσε στα μάτια

τα δάκρυα γεμίσανε τ’ αστέρια,

σπάει το φως και γίνεται κομμάτια

απόψε που’ ρθανε τα σύμπαντα στα χέρια

 

Στη τσέπη μου δεν είχα μια μονέδα

Και η ζωή μου αδειανή και τρύπια,

Και σ’ ένα μπαρ παλιό στην Ανδρομέδα

βρήκα το όνειρο μαζί του και τα ήπια.

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Constellations, Joan Miro, 1959

 

Λιθογραφία

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IF Star Gazing, Brenna Vaughan

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Stargazer, Amanda Triplett, 2010

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The Stargazer's Guide, How to read our night sky, Emily Winterburn, 2010