#Burmese dancer

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Photographe anonyme. Danseuse birmane 1927

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Roshanara by Hori · 1921-1922

Ichiro E. Hori ~ Roshanara. Shadowland magazine, October 1921 | src internet archive Caption reads : Roshanara / The gifted British dancer whose work vibrates with the mysticism and color of India and Burma view more on wordPress

Ichiro E. Hori ~ Roshanara. Shadowland magazine, October 1921 Caption reads : Roshanara / A new camera study of the brilliant young interpreter of native Burmese and Indian dances view more on wordPress

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Final Fantasy IX Trivia Time!

Have you noticed how Cleyran eiderdowns look similar to Scotland's flag? Well, I sure did not.

The word "Burmecia" comes from "burmese", a variety of rats. And I thought it was related to Burma/Myanmar because, you know, rain and amazing architecture. Maybe it is, but I haven't read anything about it on the internet, not even an interview with someone at Square talking about Burmecia.

In fact, Burmecia's architecture was largely inspired by Antonio Gaudi's organic mosaic constructions. Beautiful, isn't it?

Also, did you know Sir Fratley (in this case, me) was named after Michael Flatley, a professional dancer who appeared on Riverdance?

And, speaking of Riverdance...

Coincidence? I don't think so.

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Gerald Festus Kelly (Sir Gerald Festus Kelly) (British, 1879 - 1972)

01. Burmese Dancer No.3

02. Sûn VI

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Snakes with Straight Forward Names

Mr. Snake: A sarcastic safe-cracking Burmese python. He is emotionally distant with his fellow criminal friends due to a hard life being stereotyped and rejected because of his species. He is the closest to the group’s leader, Mr. Wolf.

Master Viper: A member of the Furious Five and the sweetest of them. She makes up for her lack of fangs and venom with her elegant dexterity and precision, which she acquired through her history as a ribbon dancer.

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Sir Gerald Festus Kelly PRA (British, 1879-1972), Burmese Dancer No.3; The Incantation, ca. 1914, 62 ½ × 37 inches.

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MWW Artwork of the Day (8/9/22) Gerald Festus Kelly (British, 1879-1972) Saw Ohn Nyun IX (1934) Oil on canvas, 46.4 x 38.1 cm. Private Collection

Of Irish heritage, Gerald Festus Kelly was born in London. Upon moving to Paris to study in 1900, he was introduced to Monet, Degas, Sickert, Renoir, Gauguin, Cezanne and Sargent, the latter two having a strong influence on his early portraiture.  Kelly experienced a failed love affair in 1908, and partly in reaction to this, sailed to Burma, where he became captivated by the landscape, people, and dancers. His friend, Somerset Maugham observed that 'his Burmese dancers.... have a strange impenetrability. Their gestures are enigmatic and very significant. They are charming, and there is something curiously erratic in their manner; with a sure instinct, and with a more definite feeling for decoration, than is possible in a portrait, Mr Kelly has given us the character of the East and we of our generation see it'.

(from a Christie's auction catalog)

For more of this artist's work, see this MWW gallery: https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2713812972057388&type=3

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Burmese-Indian actress and dancer Helen in 1969.

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💙Burmese dancer💙

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Classical Burmese Dancer (Mintha)

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Vera Mirova brochure, page 2. Phot. Schneider, Berlin. The Burmese or Burman dance from Bali. | src Iowa University Libraries

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Gerald Festus Kelly (Sir Gerald Festus Kelly) (British, 1879 - 1972) - Burmese Dancer

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Macavity Family AU: Alonzo! Cassandra! Baby Misto!

Part 4: Alonzo and Cassandra

Alonzo didn’t have a single parent among the Jellicles. He stayed with the various moms and dads of the tribe, whichever adults would have him. This wasn’t abnormal, so he handled it fairly well. He missed his mother, but made friends in the tribe and got along okay. He was a good dancer, which was considered very important to the Jellicles, and he grew up to be quite strong. His strength and his past of fighting Macavity to protect his mother inspired him to become a protector of the tribe. Munkustrap, who led the protectors, took Alonzo under his wing and taught him how to fight. The two became very close friends, despite Munkustrap being the same age as Alonzo’s mother and father. (Meaning, he was around a year older than him. They’re cats.). The other cats training to be protectors of the tribe, Plato and George, were also friends of his, though they were more like little brothers.

Alonzo was sort of friends with everyone, honestly.

Alonzo was also quite popular with queens, though he had to compete with Tugger for their favor. In general, Tugger had a way of bruising Alonzo’s ego. He didn’t seem to care whether he did or didn’t, though Alonzo couldn’t prove that Tugger was messing with him on purpose. It was enough to make him one of the few cats of his generation to side with his elders regarding Tugger.

There were three Jellicle queens that the toms most wanted to impress. There was Grizabella, who was a bit older than most of her suitors, but she was known as the Glamour Cat for a reason. She had talent and experience.

The second most popular queen was Bombalurina, who was Alonzo’s age. She was similar enough to Grizabella that there were rumors that they were related. Related or not, the two were inseparable. Griz was Bomba’s idol and best friend. As a younger queen, it seemed that Bomba was set to take Griz’s place as the tribe’s glamour cat. This meant that there was a bit of tension between the two that neither one was ready to confront.

The third beauty queen of the Jellicles was Cassandra. While Grizabella and Bombalurina were bold attention-seekers, Cassandra was mysterious. She wasn’t shy, but she preferred to keep to herself. She acted like everyone was beneath her. In reality, she just didn’t feel quite at home among the Jellicles. She was a Burmese cat. Her owners paid a lot of money for their “exotic” pet. (She was born in London, but nobody seemed to care.) None of the other cats looked like her. The toms always complimented her “exotic beauty” and it annoyed her to no end. So, she mostly remained single. She was attracted to Tugger and willing to indulge him a little, but every queen in the tribe was like that.

Alonzo, with his strange background, had some sense of what it was like to not connect to those around him. He’d felt that way as a kitten, when he was first brought to the junkyard. He also liked to act like he was better than other cats, especially Tugger. He knew what Cassandra was doing. He told her so. He wasn’t attracted to her because she was different, but because they were actually a lot alike. This interested Cassandra. Even though he wasn’t a Burmese cat, he didn’t make her feel like an outsider.

Alonzo and Cassandra mated for the first time at the Jellicle Ball, under the full moon. It became a yearly tradition for them.

When Cassandra learned that she was pregnant, she wasn’t ready for it. Though they were too old to be considered kittens, Alonzo and Cassandra were both very young. Cassandra could also sense that her kitten, and she knew that there was only one, was abnormal. The pregnancy was exhausting.

On the night Cassandra gave birth, there was supposed to be a full moon out. The night sky was clear. But, the moon was somehow blocked from view in a way that seemed supernatural. It was an ill omen. Alonzo’s father was an evil cat. Could that curse have been passed down to his son?

The kitten didn’t inherit his grandfather’s evil. But, he did inherit his magic.

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Last Saturday Night Day 27- Champagne

Once again, a day late! This one breaks my format a bit, but it’s filled with lots of memories from previous chapters and it’s just pure fluff. After all our husbands have been through, they deserve a little fluff ❤️ For @drawlight Here’s the link to my collection on A03 https://archiveofourown.org/works/21756760

Champagne Prompt!

An angel and a demon walk through the grande doors of the famous London hotel, a hotel synonymous with class, luxury and wealth. There was nothing unusual about the pair sharing a meal together, in fact, they had been doing so for more than several millennia at this point. But tonight, this night, was special.

“Your regular table, Mr. Fell and Mr. Crowley.” The hostess chirped as she escorted the gentlemen to their seats.

“What will it be tonight angel? Hay aged bresse duck? Cornish brill? Anjous pigeon?” Crowley asked as he peered over his menu at the angel.

“I’m thinking langoustine to start, then perhaps the fallow deer or the Cornish turbot.” Aziraphale mused over the options.

“How about a little Chateau Lafite Pauillac to start with?” Crowley suggested, raising his eyebrow as he made his suggestion.

“Red? Suppose that settles it then, I’ll have the fallow deer. Oh! It comes with chestnuts! How lovely!” Aziraphale hummed happily to himself.

The courses were brought out, one by one, and yet all of them somehow found their way in front of the angel. Crowley, ever content with wine, marveled at his beloved’s enjoyment.

“Angel, what do you remember about our first time dining here together?” The demon asked.

“I remember the waiters ogling over you and your tight pants.”

“Ha! You ordered so much food, and they had to leave the cheese tray on a tray table.”

“You ordered a £1300 bottle of wine!” Aziraphale argued.

“You ordered a second bottle of that £1300 wine.”

“And then you ordered a £3000 bottle of champagne!”

“I have standards, you know.” Crowley smirked, recalling the angel’s phrase from years back.

“That was the night you stole the silver dessert fork.” Aziraphale, clearly embarrassed, whispered.

“Our bill was damn near £8000, of course I was taking the damn fork. Besides, I’m a demon, remember?” Crowley laughed as took a drink from his crystal wine goblet.

“How could I forget.” Aziraphale rolled his eyes. His posture softened and a smile crept over his face. “I remember how you lit up when you walked into the dining room. How it filled you with wonder, reminds me of the time we saw the Northern Lights together”

“I remember how jealous you were of that one waiter. Reminds me of the time we got snowed in at that writer’s manor.”

“I remember how you showed up at my door with a box of those Italian chocolates I’m so fond of. The ones you brought over that first night you stayed at the shop.”

“How your eyes shone in the soft light of the dining room, the way they did back at that wedding in Scotland.” Crowley glanced over at his angel. “Our very first dance.”

“I remember.” Aziraphale laughed, delighted by the memory. “We were rubbish dancers.”

“We still are.” Crowley threw his head back as he laughed. He grew quiet after a moment. “Even though we are terrible, would you fancy a dance, angel?”

“Now? Here?” The flustered angel asked.

“Now. Here.” Crowley nodded, as he stood up and extended his hand to Aziraphale, who gladly accepted.

They were a bit stiff, and awkward as they fumbled to find the rhythm, yet as always, they were patient with each other and comfortably sank into their routine. The dance mimicked the one they had been doing for centuries; the longing, the waiting, the little kindnesses and grand gestures. Crowley leads and eventually Aziraphale catches up. They belonged to each other, neither Heaven nor Hell could put asunder.

The music concluded, and they sat back down at their usual table, both a bit red from the applause of the other diners.

“Crowley,” Aziraphale began quietly.

“Yes angel?”

“That was very nice.”

Nice. I’m not nice, angel. Well maybe just this once. The demon grumbled a bit as he called over to their waiter. “Dessert, my love?”

“Oh! Have you ever known me to say no?” Aziraphale giggled. “I do believe we would like that very special champagne now too.”

“Of course sirs.” The waiter said as he quickly slipped away.

“Angel, I’ve been thinking. We’ve been on this planet for how long now?” Crowley asked, a nervous tone in his voice.

“Not nearly long enough if you ask me. Why do you ask, my darling?”

“Well, I mean, we’ve been living with the humans for ages, and I’ve come to enjoy their...traditions and practices.” Crowley fidgeted in his seat. “Especially the celebration of their unions.”

“My dear, are you alright?” Aziraphale asked gently. “Ah good! Dessert and champagne are here!” The angel winked to the waiter. “This is your glass, my love. I propose a toast.”

Crowley nearly spilt the contents of his flute, as he reached for the glass in the attempt to calm his nerves.

“Oh dear no! Don’t drink all of it!” Aziraphale cried, as Crowley choked on spirits and something metal. Aziraphale leapt from his seat and hit the demon on the back, the object flew out and landed on their dessert. Both beings looked mortified.

“Well, that didn’t go as planned.” Aziraphale frowned.

“Look at the damn cake, angel.” Crowley, still coughing, said finally.

He looked down at the marvelous confection set in front of him; heavenly angel food cake, topped with fresh strawberries and a glittering object sitting inside a small velvet box: a gold ring in the shape of a coiled serpent, in the center, just beside the serpent’s head, a massive blood red ruby. “Oh? Oh!” Aziraphale screamed as he continued to stare at the magnificent piece of jewelry.

“But this is for you!” The angel, still speaking in a volume much louder than usual, cried as he picked up the item that had lodged itself in the demon’s throat. “You see, I had this made for you because I love you so much and I want us to be together, always!”

Crowley looked down at the ring in the angel’s hand; a thick band with a hand carved black gold feather on one side and a platinum feather on the other, both meeting in the middle. In the center, two large diamonds, one black the other white, shining together and reflecting the other’s beauty. The demon continued to stare, unable to process what was happening.

“Is..is this for me?” Crowley stammered. “Because that is for you, and I was going to ask you to...”

“Yes!” Aziraphale squealed. “Yes! Yes of course I will!”

“Guess that’s it then.” Crowley offered a smile as he took the ring from his angel’s hand and admired it, turning it over in his hand.

“See? We meet in the middle, it’s our side.” The angel, finally able to control the volume of his voice cooed as he slipped in onto the demon’s finger.

“It’s perfect.” Crowley grinned.

“Well, aren’t you going to put mine on?” Aziraphale pouted.

“Right.” The demon pulled the ring from the cake and once more admired his handiwork: the intricate scales laid with black and red enamel, the two flawless yellow diamonds as the eyes on the snake, the exquisite red of the massive Burmese ruby. “I made this for you.” He blushed as he slid the serpent ring onto the angel’s finger. “Took me ages to get it right.”

“You made this?”

“Well, I had a lot of time to plan, so I sort of wanted to do it myself no miracles, just me.” Crowley shrugged.

“I love you so much, my darling.” Aziraphale purred with joy.

“So that’s it then? Right.” Crowley hailed their waiter for more champagne.

“We should have it on the Welsh countryside, where we picnicked with Warlock. That was indeed such a lovely place. Or here, at The Ritz in the springtime!” Aziraphale chatted happily as the demon relaxed into his seat. “And there will be flowers, oh lots of flowers, red, white and....”

In his mind, he imagined a grand romantic gesture, one worthy of all those novels his angel was so fond of. But, of course, nothing ever turned out the way he planned. But it always worked out in the end, and as long as they were together, everything would turn out fine.