damn this tea scalded me
mind opening post that should be in everyone’s dashboard
Dark-Winged Angels: Roberto Ferri
Sumptuous oil paintings by Taranto, Italy romantic painter Roberto Ferri (b. 1978), modern master of his own Baroque revival, who some call Caravaggio’s heir. Who am I to argue?
We often see Ferri’s Lucifero posted here and at other blogs (the fifth image down). No idea why I hadn’t previously taken the time to look up more of this painter’s work. Gorgeous, one and all. But be they good or bad, why, we must wonder, are all of the angels’ wings dark?
“No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side. Or you don’t.”
— Stephen King, The Stand (via books-n-quotes)
Wild Strawberries (1957) dir. Ingmar Bergman
mermaid 1996 (dir. aleksandr petrov)
Made by Roullet and Decamps, French, Late 19th Century.
Depicting a winged clown teasing a papier-mâché full moon with a beetle on a string. The clown nods his head and flutters his wings as he lowers the beetle in front of the moon’s nose, causing him to cross his eyes and stick out his tongue in confusion! – The moon was a popular motif for automata-makers at the end of the 19th century, but the “Clown sur la Lune” by Roullet and Decamps and the “Lune Fin de Siècle” by Vichy were the most famous examples of automata featuring the full moon as a human face. This iconic image may have been the inspiration for George Méliès’s silent film “Voyage dans la Lune” (1902), where the moon is depicted in the same way.
8.5" sculpture of a Victorian ghost emerging from an antique mirror cast in resin. Link
René Vernor, Anything Is Possible (via books-n-quotes)
leslie jamison
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eye contact feels so like.. private and intimate … u can’t expect me to look u in the eyes.. how invasive…. it’s none of ur business what’s in my eyes
Tove Jansson: creator of Moominland, noted anti-fascist, lesbian icon. (photos from this lovely article)
A skeleton in the Capella Sansevero, an ancient Italian church which has been turned into a private museum of anatomical petrification. The skeleton was given an injection before death which somehow preserved all veins, arteries and capillaries. (Photo by Evans/Three Lions/Getty Images). Circa 1955
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love (via books-n-quotes)