wrinkliness

This is why the human brain looks like a wrinkled walnut; and the brains of dolphins and whales are the only ones to rival those of us apes for wrinkliness.

THE GREATEST SHOW ON EARTH RICHARD DAWKINS 2009

This is why the human brain looks like a wrinkled walnut; and the brains of dolphins and whales are the only ones to rival those of us apes for wrinkliness.

THE GREATEST SHOW ON EARTH RICHARD DAWKINS 2009

I'm sure John's initial concept drawings were very cute, but his textured skin, along with the bags under his eyes and all that wrinkliness just made me ill.

Frames Per Second Magazine 2009

I'm sure John's initial concept drawings were very cute, but his textured skin, along with the bags under his eyes and all that wrinkliness just made me ill.

Frames Per Second Magazine 2009

I was inspired by a lot of Gregory Paul’s work (though I’m not too crazy about the revisions of sauropod and hadrosaur necks he’s proposed in recent years), and also John Sibbick and Mark Hallett to some degree (though I think they went overboard with their levels of dinosaur bulk and wrinkliness).

Archive 2009-10-01 Weapon of Mass Imagination 2009

I was inspired by a lot of Gregory Paul’s work (though I’m not too crazy about the revisions of sauropod and hadrosaur necks he’s proposed in recent years), and also John Sibbick and Mark Hallett to some degree (though I think they went overboard with their levels of dinosaur bulk and wrinkliness).

Life's Time Capsule: Member Bio: Nima Sassani Weapon of Mass Imagination 2009

Make sure you have no regrets for things undone. thirty-seven was beyond old to me then. thirty-seven, as best i could figure, must surely mean wrinkliness in places i was loathe to contemplate. thirty-seven was last chance, the age after which nothing would ever happen again. probably only a nineteen year old could believe so fervently in the possibility of living without regret. not all doors can be opened, after all. and in the end i am rounding on thirty-seven still without having ever ONCE ridden through Paris in a sports car, my head high, Thelma and Louise-style headscarf and giant sunglasses and warm wind in my hair.

cribchronicles.com 2009