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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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“Nothing is more alien to the present age than idleness. If we think of resting from our labours, it is only in order to return to them. In thinking so highly of work we are aberrant. Few other cultures have ever done so. For nearly all of history and all prehistory, work was an indignity.”
— John Gray, Straw Dogs: Thoughts on Humans and Other Animals (via exhaled-spirals)
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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One of my favorite things is modern adaptations that leave people with the same careers they had in the original material, because unless you’re a cop or a doctor that practically never happens.
Irene Adler’s an opera singer. We still have those! They don’t have the same subtext exactly, but nothing is going to because we aren’t the Victorians. She could continue to be an opera singer. I have never seen this happen.
Jonathan Harker can still be in real estate. That’s a job people have. A modern story that still involves Dracula contacting his firm to help him purchase property sounds amazing actually.
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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'You're starting to understand something, aren't you?'
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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renaissance in the 21st century
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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Alex Ross
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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Florence Welch & John William Waterhouse
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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unknown ca. 1910
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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from "A Statement of Harvest" by G. Rebecca
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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I.B. Vyache, “The Rotting Dollhouse” from Conversations Over Sanguinaccio Dolce
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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Admitting my star sign was a mistake.
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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You're a strange girl.
– La Belle et la Bête (1946) dir. Jean Cocteau
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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Sansa Stark by PlasticLamb
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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I have the highest respect for actors that have gotten over, or perhaps never gotten into, the pretentious mentality that certain roles are beneath them, and just go all in on shit they think will be fun
Like David Tennant is a highly skilled Shakespearean actor, who has every right to look down on Ducktales, but instead he said "I'm gonna play the fuck outta scrooge mcduck, and it's gonna be a good fucking time"
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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Benjamin König (@sperber.illustrationen)
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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it’s time to look at some photos of pikas carrying plants and flowers in their mouths
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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Personally, I also find it interesting how, in Jewish culture back then, women “didn’t count” as witnesses. If you were to try and make your story or account of something sound reliable, the last thing you’d want to do is have a woman vouch for your credibility.
And yet, who does Jesus appear to before anyone else? Who ran to tell the others, even though they initially didn’t believe her?
Mary Magdalene.
I dislike the intention behind most ‘penitent Magdalene’ art. Mary Magdalene was likely not a sex worker and her sinfulness is a misogynistic focus anyway.
But there’s something very cool about the image of her - a survivor of possession, one of the only people to remain with Christ during his crucifixion, and the first one he appeared to upon his Resurrection - contemplating the nature of life and death in solitary night, lit only by candle or moonlight. Often with a skull in hand, and wild hair cascading down her back.
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onetruthcup · 4 years ago
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by AbigailLarson
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