#Dream of Venus

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Gala and Dalí in the ticket booth of the pavilion “Dream of Venus” by Dalí for the New York World Fair (1939)

Facade of the pavilion “Dream of Venus” conceived by Salvador Dalí for the New York World Fair (1939). Ph. Julien Levy (AIC)

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The pavilion featured a spectacular facade full of protuberances, vaguely reminiscent of the Pedrera building by Antoni Gaudí. The main door was flanked by two pillars representing two female legs wearing stockings and high-heeled shoes. Through the openings of  the irregular façade, visitors could see reproductions of the Saint John the Baptist by Leonardo da Vinci and The Birth of Venus by Botticelli. Between the painter's initial ideas and the [...]

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Salvador Dalí

Inside the “Dream of Venus” pavilion, 1939

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Salvador Dalí: Dream of Venus pavilion (1939)

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[theideais]

Mujeres dormidas

Mujeres ausentes

Sexualidad silente

[one-time-i-dreamt]

There was a 5th Ninja Turtle (not Jenneka or Venus) that was bright pink and their entire personality was being cunty.

[plutoyoni]

Astro Observations #1 -

Virgo Venus: Beauty & Desirability

I've noticed in virgo venus people (celebrities mostly), they're usually highly desirable or desirability is a big part of their image/career despite their venus being in a debilitated sign.

for example: vinnie hacker, bella hadid, nct jaemin, kim kardashian, kylie jenner, charlize theron, i could go on but my point is on some level their fame is tied to their looks for better or worse.

virgo's general attention to detail/reliance on routine/tendency to prioritise bodily health, in a planet like venus usually makes the native acutely aware of your appearance and how it may/may not match up conventionally.

and therefore leads to knowing exactly which details to tweak to look better, paired with rigorous upkeep/routine, usually leads to an enhanced appearance that comes through effort, rather than the effortless beauty that comes with a strong/well-placed venus.

this could be anything from an extreme beauty regimen to a strict gym routine or regularly getting procedures done or even just learning how to do makeup perfectly for your features.

in bella hadid for example, growing up as the undesirable sister and then becoming a supermodel, kim's history with plastic surgery procedures and using it to launch her empire, or kylie jenner getting lip filler and that being the start of her brand, or vinnie hacker mentioning he used thirst traps to kickstart his career, even jaemin's dramatic bodily transformation as a result of his extensive gym routine that he's upkept regularly even after doing 3 hour concerts.

this is like my first ever post in this tumblr so anyyyy feedback on posts like this would be really helpful moving forward. I've wanted to start an astrology blog for some time and im still tweaking the details but glad i could finally begin with it and share what i know :D

[calmwaterstarot]

What placements would you say in synastry show that a woman is a man’s dream girl?

I'd check his Venus first. Venus = love and beauty. If his Venus conjuncts her Ascendant, even better. That's a "love at first sight" aspect, although it can be a bit superficial.

I also think these aspects (mostly conjunctions, but trines, sextiles, squares, and oppositions can be good, too) work well with each other:

Sun/Moon Sun/Venus Venus/Mars Venus/Jupiter Venus/Pluto (careful with this! the sexual chemistry will be hard to resist) Moon/Mars Moon/Jupiter Moon/Pluto

Conjunctions are strongest, while trines and sextiles make for smooth sailing. Squares and oppositions can cause tension, but, depending on the placement, this isn't always a bad thing. I mean, imagine the sexual tension with a Venus/Mars or Venus/Pluto square. Whew! 🥵

Planets in the 1st, 4th, 5th, 7th, or 8th houses are the most common in dream person synastry.

I'm going to add 2nd house synastry because while it can cause possessiveness, it's not necessarily toxic possessiveness. It's like, "This is my person. I don't want anyone else to have them." It's great because you can feel secure and safe with this person, like they're your rock.

I'm also going to add 12th house synastry here, too, even though people argue about whether it's good or not. If you have Pisces or water placements, the 12th house could be a really deep, psychic connection. It's also considered to be the house of karma and soulmates. But some people hate the feeling of the 12th house, so the experience is entirely subjective.

I also like looking at asteroids, such as Valentine, Eros, Psyche, Cupido, and Union, especially Sun and Venus conjunct Valentine, Eros conjunct Psyche, Cupido conjunct Cupido, and Union conjunct Union.

If you have your Ascendant or Descendant conjunct your person's Ascendant or Descendant, this can feel like you two have known each other all your lives and have so much in common. This can be a very intense, magnetic pull when these axes line up. ASC/MC and DSC/IC are also good.

Lastly, at the beginning of this post, I talked about the Venus/ASC aspect, but Venus conjunct Descendant is just as potent. Specifically, if another person's Venus conjuncts your Descendant, they're exactly your type. Venus/ASC is more of a physical attraction, while Venus/DSC can feel much deeper and that person is exactly your type. It's a bonus if you or your person's Venus is in the 7th house conjunct the Descendant.

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[little-pup-pip]

can i have a regressor moodboard inspired by renaissance paintings? my favorite is the birth of venus, so i would love it=f it was centered around that? no specific gender, any work, paci, no deco?

Absolutely!!

[thefreakandthehair]

@eddiemonth prompt, oct 4th: Rejection | Arsonist’s Lullaby - Hozier | Lost a/n: pre-steddie post-s4, angst with soft, happy ending because I'm a marshmallow. un-betaed because I'm challenging myself to write these in under an hour. read on ao3 | link to series on ao3

All Eddie Munson has ever wanted to do is play music. 

That’s it. There are other hobbies, of course, other things that bring him joy– D&D, fantasy novels, art– but ever since he was a kid, whenever a teacher would ask what he wants to be when he grows up, it’s always the same answer. 

I wanna play music. 

As a kid, it seems less daunting. He just has to practice, he just has to play, he just has to have the passion to make it big. To be the next Kirk Hammett, or Eddie Van Halen, or Ozzy Osbourne if he can teach himself to carry a tune. 

Making friends is hard, but he manages to find a few in middle school who can play the instruments he can’t– drums, bass. Eddie takes the role of frontman, not exactly a singer still but he’s charismatic enough to get away with it at their school talent show.

High school comes, and Corroded Coffin is revamped. New vibe, new members. He’s older now, a little more jaded with each rejection. 

No one wants their EP, recorded by hand in Gareth’s garage onto cheap cassette tapes. 

No venue will let them play, and Eddie knows that it’s probably because they’re in high school but hadn’t The Cure started in high school? 

No one believes in them, trying to push them– especially Eddie– to consider more successful careers, safer paths. 

But eventually, they book a regular gig at The Hideout and Eddie’s certain this is it. This is their big break. Until they play week after week, staring at the same five plastered faces every Tuesday. If they can prove themselves though, the owner will have to let them play on a Friday or Saturday.

He never does. 

The final nail in the proverbial coffin comes after Eddie’s final senior year. Being accused of murder should have beefed up his credibility if nothing else– he’s already been traumatized, terrorized, and hunted like a goddamn dog, nevermind almost killed via hoard of angry mutant bats. Surely, he’ll catch at least one break. 

And then the owner at The Hideout tells him he can’t play there anymore. 

The hoards of people who still blame him for Chrissy Cunningham’s death are too much for him to manage himself and, in his words, Eddie’s driving away good business. His heart shatters, his breath catches, and Eddie leaves without a word because if he were to try to speak, all that would come out is either an enraged scream or a choked sob and Eddie doesn’t want to risk either. 

He drives around aimlessly for an unknown amount of time, just circles around the outskirts of Hawkins. Maybe I’ll just leave, he thinks. Indianapolis might be far enough. Maybe Chicago. Fuck it, maybe Argyle and Jonathan can put me up for awhile in California. Eddie wants to go somewhere that makes him forget just how lost he is, how unwanted and forgotten he’s become. Being the social pariah is only fun when he’s making speeches on cafeteria tables, not when it boots him out of his one and only career path. 

Somehow, he ends up in Loch Nora. He can’t face Wayne right now, he doesn’t want to bother Robin or Nancy, he’s already let Jeff, Gareth, and Freak down in the worst way imaginable, and if he goes to his mom’s or Chrissy’s tombstones with one more sob story, he’s afraid they’ll start haunting him. Steve’s become a friend over the last year or so it makes sense. Process of elimination and all of that. 

He doesn’t have the mental bandwidth to realize that he’d started driving that way before he ruled everyone else out. 

Steve welcomes him like he always does and offers him a beer, sitting with him in companionable silence on the couch as they watch Monty Python and The Holy Grail and laugh at the same parts. Eddie knows Steve can see that he’s upset but instead of asking questions Eddie isn’t ready to answer, he just sits a little closer with their thighs touching and one arm strewn over the back of the couch, just barely grazing Eddie’s shoulder. 

The movie ends and Steve moves to switch the tape when Eddie finally speaks up. 

“The Hideout kicked us out. Can’t play there anymore.” 

Eddie sees Steve freeze from behind before turning, his eyebrows knitted together above his nose. “Are you fucking serious?” 

He nods and sighs, lifting one hand to chew on this thumbnail as he looks at the wall beyond Steve. 

“That’s bullshit, dude. Why? Because of the protestors or whatever?” 

He nods again. 

“Want me to go down there? I’ve still got my bat around here somewhere. It might be nice to swing at something that’s not trying to like, eat me.” 

Eddie huffs a small laugh through his nose and meets Steve’s eyes, their righteous anger blending with his own as he sees Steve cross his arms over his chest. It’s hard not to stare. 

 “Well, then at least I wouldn’t be the only guy in this town wanted for murder.” 

Steve shakes his head and just chooses another movie, Howard the Duck this time, before returning to his spot on the couch. It’s one of Eddie’s favorite movies but he can’t focus to save his life because Steve is even closer now, his arm draped fully across Eddie’s shoulders and creating a space for Eddie to easily just… rest. So he does. 

The title sequence starts and Eddie’s head drops to the side, resting on Steve’s shoulder. It’s one of his favorites but he can’t follow the plot to save his life. All he can focus on is the way Steve’s fingers trace symptoms and shapes against the cotton of his tee shirt, and the steady rise and fall of his chest, and the feeling of Steve’s head leaning against the top of his. 

“I had a new song and everything,” Eddie whispers, surprising both himself and Steve. 

Steve hums and tightens his arm around Eddie’s shoulders, a ghost of a hug. “Play it for me sometime?”

All Eddie Munson has ever wanted to do is play music. And maybe he still can.

[dxntloseurhead]

gen 3 if you’re listening,,,, bring them back to me please

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Dalí · Dream of Venus costumes · 1939

Horst P. Horst (1906–1999) ~ Costume design by Salvador Dali for ‘Dream of Venus’, 1939 | src Christie’s view & read more on wordPress

Horst P. Horst (1906–1999) ~ Costume design by Salvador Dalí for ‘Dream of Venus’ (Lobster # 1), 1939 | src Christie’s In June 1939 Salvador Dalí designed a pavilion for the New York World’s Fair built by the architect Ian Woodner. The building was named Dream of Venus.  The pavilion…

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Salvador Dalí

Inside the "Dream of Venus" pavilion, 1939

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[gibbyslounge]

dream is hot he is attractive as hell ummmmm the lighting was amazing. constantly doing him right. he did look like modern jesus. a deity. i didnt even get there late but i happened to be somewhat behind maybe the tallest man ever so i was kinda microdosed with his face and honestly it was glorious. blessed to even be in his presence. the way i would stop breathing when i saw him. what the hell

the sweetest kindest loveliest comfiest gentleman idk how he did it but it felt so personal and i think everyone thought he was looking at them a little i was in the back and im short and i was like what is this eye contact. you can see me?? i can see you!!! checked up on the crowd constantly asking if we ate today or if we were thirsty and needed water. said i love you a lot. incredibly charismatic and engaging. bright and funny and himself. ADORABLE AND ENDEARING.

a natural born performer. it was basically a one man show (plus dj tiiiiiiiiiip and keyboardist and drummer ayyyyyyy). he was the mc. he was the entertainment. he was the performer. he was the distraction. he was the planner. head of the team. a target for balls (he wanted to be hit in the face with one). improv artist and choreography king. VOCALS!!! he hit all the notes! falsettos! what can he not do??!!

there was a game where we had to guess who was dream and how did i know who it was immediately. say there are three people lined up with identical outfits and masks. immediately noticed #3 is taller and broader than the others. when asked “did your job before youtube start with an a?” #3 puts not one thumbs up but TWO. arms big and wide to give TWO enthusiastic thumbs up. when asked to do heart hands they all do a bad job. who had the biggest proudest heart even though it was bad. #3. the bigger broader one. immediately dream. one of the other ones was an old man lolol.

the beginning of the show before he comes out??? when is beyonce releasing the visuals????? a documentary will be made. TRUST.

WAS NOT SMELLY!!!

NEED PANIC ATTACK ON ALL PLATFORMS STAT!!!!

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