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Mediterranée 2050: a Journey into the Future of the Sea

I first discovered the exhibition almost by chance, when a friend suggested we visit the aquarium in Monaco on our way back from a vacation and, as we approached the Musée Océanographique, your eyes might miss the towering poster on its facade: a luminous vision

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books and literature

Fairytale Friday – The Dead Mother

In a certain village there lived a husband and wife—lived happily, lovingly, peaceably. All their neighbors envied them; the sight of them gave pleasure to honest folks. Well, the mistress bore a son, but directly after it was born she died. The poor moujik moaned

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architecture, engineering and construction

Who’s Afraid of hBIM?

There’s something uncanny about building a model of a building that predates the idea of modelling itself. A Romanesque church, a Baroque theatre, a medieval stronghold—they were never drawn in plan, never imagined in 3D software. And yet, here we are, holding laser scanners, waving

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  • MicSottocolle
    Posted at 15:08h, 16 April Reply

    Carissima, forse scendo domenica pomeriggio. Cmq ti farò sapere tramite sms a Tato.

    La foto è esaustiva da quanto stai male. Povera; il metodo Cotton l’hai riprovato? Ciao MS

  • sbrect
    Posted at 07:32h, 20 April Reply

    oi, come va? si è abbassata la temperatura?

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 16:17h, 22 April Reply

    Mah, ora sta sui 38.

  • Oloreheri
    Posted at 18:44h, 22 April Reply

    Oh, Shelly! Sorellona mi dispiace…

    Con quell’illustrazione mi vien paura °_O

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 18:54h, 22 April Reply

    Tranquilla, sorellina, in questo blog siamo avvezzi alle rappresentazioni iperboliche. L’ultima volta che avevo fame ho postato il Divoratore di Mondi.

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