Do you really know what you’re made of?

Do you really know what you’re made of?

The human body is a complex thing—composed of approximately 640 muscles, 260 bones, and 78 organs of which the average person knows very little about. Most of these body parts function instinctively on a daily basis and require very little attention so it seems to make sense that we might not know that the levator palpebrae muscle opens the eye or that the left parietal lobe is allowing you to read this. However, it’s humorous to discover that majority of adults also don’t know the basic anatomy of sexual organs even though these body parts are given tremendous attention.

Open dialogue within sexual education programs might foster more conversations about the basic anatomy, which could educate youth on the correct anatomical locations of body parts that are regularly encountered. Maybe then people will be able to identify that “cool cave” with “flaps” and a “bean,” or that the prostate isn’t a “pecan” nor is it “chewed up gum.”

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Where, Why, How- Teaser

Where, Why, How- Teaser

Exercise is our companion in times of need. For many, running is a time in which the legs do the thinking and the mind is free to wander. The pain and the gain all become worth it as the final legs of the run come to a finish. As your heart pounds and you catch your breath, you find yourself accomplished and numb to all pains which may find you later on that day. The “runner’s high” is one of the many addicting reasons runner’s find themselves craving and yearning to run again and again, always in search for the final moments when their physical exertion meets the sensation of relaxation and success. Why does this happen? Is it all in our heads? In our bodies? Is it harmful? Is it helpful? Where does our mind really take us?

Where, Why, How – Teaser

Where, Why, How - Teaser

How does depression feel?

Sad. That’s an obvious one.

Alone. I do not have many friends. Well, let’s rephrase that: I do not have many friends that I trust enough to share my innermost thoughts with on a regular basis. When a good friend makes an exit, it hits me pretty hard: typically, I do not even bother looking for a replacement. It might be better that I am alone.

Unpredictable. I was sociable and happy yesterday, but today I am withdrawn and ominous. In general, my sociable self is moderately acceptable. But what I am today is, in a word, frightening. I know that I am intimidating those around me with this frown.

Where, Why, & How? — Teaser

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A piano is a strange thing. In reality, it’s just a collection of keys and strings and tiny hammers sealed in a coffin of wood and propped up on legs. In the eyes of a child, it is so much more. At first, it takes on the form of a playground: a place to explore, play, and grow; young, stubby fingers tripping over keys and plinking out melodies that are at the same time sharp and flat, forte and pianissimo, though the youth in question has no idea what these words mean just yet.

A short time later, the piano becomes a classroom. Songbooks become textbooks and the notes within them become a mathematical equation. You didn’t know music theory was really based upon mathematical principles, did you? Mathematics is the basis of all sound. Even to early philosophers, harmonics and rhythms were fundamental to physics and the understanding of ourselves as human beings and the world in general. The depths of music theory will remain unexplored for now; the youth must first teach his fingers to walk across the keys before they are able to run



That feeling you get right before a test? When you are staring down every single word that you need to memorize, reciting each sentence in your head, begging the world for a grade decent enough for you to pass? That sinking, drowning feeling, like you cannot breathe. Where you are afraid to- in fear that when you inhale, it may be your last? So you take short little breaths, because that is all you can do. In the back of your brain, you can remember advice to breathe in slow. Hold it for one. Two. Three. And then let it out. But all of your papers are in front of you, the notes that you mechanically jot down, not really paying attention. And your back begins to tense, head pounding, and you wish for anything to make it stop. Is this stress?
Or is stress when you are sitting surrounded by friends or family, and someone asks you what you plan to do after school. After? When you are just trying to make it through now? And you panic because you have been told all your life how hard it is to get a job. How competitive. Knowing that you desperately need one because student loans are piling up around you and the only work you have ever done is seating someone at a table, ringing them up, cleaning up after. There is so much out there, but would you even be qualified? Your chest aches- pain where your heart is, like a hand is clutching it tight. And you know you can plan all you want, can study your hardest, but all of this is in your head. Its just plans after all, not real, not concrete. What if you never go anywhere in life?



The light teal color does a great job offsetting the graphic itself. I think that the strong use of color is unlike a lot of other graphics I have seen. I like how they used real products to create the infographic instead of drawing something. Although the names of the ingredients are in another language, it is still easy to tell what the ingredients are. It makes me wonder what the perfume will smell like when it all gets put together.

The Beauty of Science

The Beauty of Science

At first glance this photo just appears to be some form of abstract art. It is actually a microscopic photo taken of blood vessels within muscle. I thought this was really amazing, because we hardly think of science being so color full or visually aesthetic. This image helps with consider the idea of how important it is to take a second glance at things sometimes. It is easy to write something off with an unfounded notion of what something might be, but sometimes it is important to dig a little deeper behind the meaning of the image or graphic shown by the creator.