#fish culture

[uwmspeccoll]

Staff Pick of the Week / Science Saturday

My staff pick is A Treatise on the Artificial Propagation of Fish, with the Description and Habits of Such Kinds as are the Most Suitable for Pisciculture by Theodatus Garlick (1805-1884), published by A.O. Moore, New York, 1858. 

Theodatus Garlick was a surgeon of diverse accomplishments who spent much of his life in Ohio. He developed new procedures in plastic surgery, and is noted for performing one of the most difficult and most successful facial reconstructions of his time. He invented new instruments for operations in amputation, trepanning (drilling into the skull), and obstetrics. Garlick was the first to take a daguerreotype photograph in Cleveland Ohio with a camera he made following Daguerre's, and he is also noted for taking the first photograph without direct light, in the shade. 

In 1853, Garlick was the first to successfully artificially fertilize trout eggs and built the first fish hatchery in the United States, his work and research became an invaluable resource to the fish farming industry in the United States. Garlick first wrote these papers for The Ohio Farmer, a Cleveland Newspaper "devoted to the improvement and betterment of the farmer, his family, and farm." Before him there was no work on fish culture which focused on native species. This work includes descriptions of American fishes and their habitats as well as detailed descriptions for artificial propagation, and the appropriate kinds of water for each fish. His works are first compiled and published here by A. O. Moore, an agricultural book publisher. 

The book has a very detailed embossed cover. The wood engravings are so finely detailed I could hardly tell how they were made. The wood engravings are likely printed from stereotype, metal reproductions of the original wooden matrix, a common practice in 19th century commercial printing. 

Garlick was also a highly skilled artist. He created many sculpted portraits of his colleagues and medical professionals, as well as judges and politicians. If he were not so dedicated to the sciences he may have become a very successful and well known artist. 

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-Teddy, Special Collections Graduate Intern. 

[violetwolfraven]

The funniest thing in the world to me is when people write mermaids that are bothered by humans eating fish. Like do you think fish don’t eat each other? The ocean is full of little freaks that will eat whatever or whoever the fuck will fit in their mouths. If the mermaids haven’t been eating fish this whole time what do you think they’ve been eating? If the answer is humans, that doesn’t make it any less funny. They’ll eat the species that looks like the top half of them but won’t eat a species that looks like the bottom half? Peak comedy.

[soapyakships]

shinonome sibs and their damn animals

[wherestoriescomefrom]

rian johnson took all that time, put in all that effort to make glass onion a fantastic period piece to the first four months of pandemic, a prescient narrative that anticipates the stupidity of rich billionaires, and then pulled the rug from under us because the world of benoit blanc just straight up doesn't have the mona lisa anymore

[faeriekit]

Snow Day

SO IT TURNS OUT @tourettesdog also had a far-frozen based Phic Phight prompt so here's a sister fic of Snowdrift Sanctuary from yesterday okay please and thank you

Tundra peeked around the pillar of ice. Again.

The human was still there.

…Tundra peeked left. Tundra peeked right. No one else had seen them yet.

The human, in a big coat and big boots was squatting in the snow, drawing shapes Tundra couldn’t make out with their finger.

Tundra’s tail wagged. Well. He didn’t have a very long tail, so he mostly butt-wiggled. There’d never been a human at the Far Frozen before!! Tundra had heard of humans — he’d seen depictions and heard stories, sure. But now a human was here. And they lived here.

That was so cool.

So, maybe Tundra wanted to say hi! So what? Mama had said that he should be nice to the human, since they needed help and shelter that the Chief would provide, but they were also new and interesting and they hardly ever had anyone stay with them who wasn’t a yeti ever!! Maybe they’d let Tundra play with them while they were here?

So Tundra got down on his haunches. He crawled over the snowbank, wriggling as he went, taking advantage of his coat that blended into the terrain.

The human didn’t see him at all.

Tundra bared his teeth in a play grin, eyes squinting, tongue caught between his teeth. The human was so close. He crouched down as far as he could. He waited until the human wasn’t looking.

Tundra pounced.

And then there was a flash of green burning through the air, hot and bright and loud. Tundra startled.

He landed in the snow, dazed and off-balance. He could feel a hot spot in his fur—putting his paw to it, Tundra could feel where his fur was burnt to singed ends, the tips of each hair bulbous with char.

There was a steaming hole in the snow behind him.

…Oh.

“HOLY SH—are you okay?? Did I hurt you?? I’m sorry!!” someone shouted. Someone gently turned Tundra’s head, careful not to move him too harshly or too quickly. “Is your head okay? Are you bleeding? Is—“

“…Cool.” Tundra muttered, eyes still stuck to the hole in the snow. That was so strong. Even Avalanche wasn’t that strong, and she beat everyone in the tournament last season. No wonder the chief was in charge of the human ghost, even if there were lots of adults willing to help.  

“Sorry, I’m so sorry,” the human apologized again, hands on their flat, pink face. Huh. Their hair was white now. When did that happen? “Usually when ghosts sneak up on me, they’re, uh… they’re not usually playing.”

Tundra looked at the human’s flat face and frowned. They got attacked? For real, and not for playing? “That’s mean. I hope you got them.”

The human made a strangled noise. Super weird! “Yeah…yeah. I did.”

“Good,” Tundra decided, back straightening straight up. The human was about as tall as he was, but humans were smaller in general. They were probably older. “If anyone attacks you now, you should get the Chief to eat them, and then they won’t attack you anymore.”

The human made another choked noise. Tundra assumed it was a laugh. He grinned back, pleased with the response, and wriggled back upright. “I’m Tundra! Mama says that you’re older than me even though we’re just as tall as each other! Are you a boy human, or a girl human? Or neither? Or both?!”

“…I’m a boy,” the human said, voice weak. Tundra peered in close at him, trying to see if he’d been injured too, but no; he looked fine, and he got his black hair back too.

“Cool,” said Tunda. “So am I. Arctic is too, but he’s big already, so he doesn’t want to play all the time. Do you like hunting?”

“I’ve…never hunted before.”

Not ever? Tundra gasped. “We can play chase, then, and then the chief can teach you how to hunt! And then we can hunt together!” Tundra scrambled to his feet, excited. “Do you want to stalk Avalanche with me?! She always throws me off, and then we can wrestle!”

The human hesitated.

“Or,” Tundra amended, because the human was still kind of small, “You can watch me stalk Avalanche, and watch us wrestle, and then I can teach you to stalk the chief so that you can wrestle with someone you know is safe.”

The human snorted, the fur cuff from his sleeve hiding his face. “I don’t know…isn’t he busy? You know, being the chief and all…””

“You’re supposed to wrestle your parents,” Tundra assured him, chest fur puffing up with pride. “I used to chew on Mama’s ears all the time when I was a cub. Now Avalanche and Arctic and everyone else can wrestle with me because they’re big enough to know how to stop playing before they squash me flat.”

The human laughed, openly and brightly, and it sounded nice.

Tundra stood so that could he could launch himself back towards the settled part of their little patch of the Infinite Realms. “Come on!!” he shouted, more than eager to play. “Last one there doesn’t get any fish eyes!”

There was a moment of silence—and then they were both rolling in the snow, the human having decided to launch into him!! This was great!! Tundra whooped, feigning bites and wriggling while the human pushed him further into the depths of the snow. The human’s grin was kind of wide and weird without a muzzle, but that wasn’t his fault, and he was having fun!! And so was Tundra!!

And the human-ghost could fly, and Tundra couldn’t, so chasing after him was super fun. They made it all the way back to the settlement in no time flat, dodging other kith and kin—

And running into Mama and Chief Advisor Pritla on accident was worth how much trouble he got into later.

Whoops!

[beescake]

are you secretly the CEO of solkat

solkat r the ceos of me. actually

[ronkoza]

more merfolk au

Tor belongs to @littleulvar

[mod2amaryllis]

immediately went to comment "do you think the honey gouramis ever explore each other's bodies" but idk if reddit would go for that one

[blueiskewl]

EGYPTIAN GOLD TILAPIA FISH PENDANT New Kingdom, ca. 1550-1069 BC.

A golden amulet in the shape of a tilapia fish. A cast gold amuletic bead with a suspension hole through the centre. The fish has been crafted with careful attention to detail, boasting a tiny front fin, and with all fins intricately incised to depict their texture. Further diligence has been devoted to the face of the fish, and both sides are decorated in the same manner.

[tygerland]

Photograph by Ren Hang. 2012. 67 × 100 cm (27 × 40 in).

[marysmirages]

The Pearl Diver (The Ama) 2023

[the-cricket-chirps]

Kaneko Kunio

Dance Dance Dance

2008

[yuri-for-businesswomen]

why does every critically acclaimed show or movie have to have women being sexually degraded or constantly with their tits out or stripping or being prostituted, when will the men start bending over and do long ass scenes with their ass shaking or whatever

[grammarpedant]

Ahh, all this renewed Stardew Valley hype is reminding me that the first time I played I was also reading To Shape a Dragon's Breath by Moniquill Blackgoose. I'd thought that chub was a made-up type of fish until I read her protagonist catching and cooking one.

And like idk, it made me think that a Stardew-like game could work great for representing traditional or pre-colonial indigenous daily life, I feel like. The scenes of Blackgoose's protagonist's home life were colorful in an ordinary-life kind of way, illuminating to me as an outsider to that culture and (hopefully) comforting to a reader who belongs to that culture, or similar. A novel can represent life experiences to a depth that other mediums can't. At the same time though, there's a breadth of experience that could maybe be better illustrated by a more interactive medium.

It could be really good if you got a team with good writers, game designers, and deep indigenous cultural understanding on it. Foraging and fishing and hunting; native wildlife. Indigenous agricultural practices. Holidays and events and such. NPCs representing social roles and Types of Guy that the folklore tells stories about. A unique time mechanic that reflects an Indigenous understanding of timekeeping, rather than a modern Western one. And so on. Each time you play the game you engage with that history, culture, lifestyle in a new way.

You could get so specific, so in-depth, into the particular lifestyle of a specific culture in a specific time and place like this. You could create a whole series of games that showcase various indigenous lifestyles across the globe and history, in a range of tones from the light and comfortable to the more serious side.

[flustersnaggle]

WE'RE TAKING OVER THE WORLD, ONE KISS AT A TIME!ㅤ

"mittie" (full name trophically-transmitted parasite, any pronouns) — erratic // good // party animal

general (head): skinblend // facekit // face gradient // face undertones // hair + ombre // ahoge // brows // eye preset // lashes // eyes (hu tao) // black sclerae overlay // eyeliner (base game) // teeth // mouth recolor // head bizarre flowers (pollen) // ear bizarre flowers // branches // leaves general (body): body preset // skinblend // skin color // skin tints // arm gradients // leg gradients // body gradient (eezo shot jewels) // nails // vine overlay 1 // vine overlay 2 & bizarre flowers // arm petals (nascent petals) everyday: top (dream home decorator) // shorts (backyard) // shoes (gotta go) formal: choker // top (sweater vest) + shorts (distressed shorts) // shoes (base game) athletic: top (base game) // shorts (carnaval streetwear) // shoes (gotta go) sleep: top (horse ranch) // shorts (base game) // shoes (base game) party: choker // top (leila tee) // skirt (i couldn't find a working link...) // shoes (get together) swimwear: outfit (base game) // feet hot weather: top (jungle adventure) // shorts (daniel shorts V1) // shoes (gotta go) cold weather: outfit (snowy escape) // scarf (no. 3) // gloves (home chef hustle) // shoes (get together) extras: poses 1 // poses 2 // fish inspired by @puppycheesecake's bizarre plantsim family!

thank you! — @atomiclight, @pyxiidis, @valhallansim, @serawis, @raccoonium, @simbience, @saruin, @ssspringroll, @plantainboat, @diesus2412d, @reibies-sims, @pinkpatchy, @dizzyrobinsims, @zaneida-and-sims4, @obscurus-sims, @noodlescc, @crilender, @gummyheaven, @auralixx, @magic-bot, @dansimsfantasy, @nucrests, @sentate, @aharris00britney, @ayoshi, @helgatisha, @the-daydream-archives