#Entracte

[singeratlarge]

Happy Heavenly Birthday to Man Ray (1890-1976), the pioneer of visual art and “found objects.” He was born in American but spent most of his career in Paris, becoming an informal contributor to the Dada and Surrealist movements surrounding him. His career intersected with Salvador Dali, Marcel Duchamp, Pablo Picasso, and a hit list of actors, artists, dancers, filmmakers, and musicians. Despite Ray tagging himself as “just a painter,” he produced major works in a variety of media and is best known for his pioneering photography—specially fashion and portrait photography. He is also noted for his work with photograms (photographic images made not with a camera but with light exposure) which he called “Rayographs.” In the 1920s he directed and appeared in a number of avant-garde films, including the 1924 urban fantasy ENTR’ACTE (directed by René Clair). Ray appears with Frances Picabia, playing chess on a chessboard that transforms into a city center with busses and cars. I used this scene in a video for my song “It’s In Your Hands,” with music that quotes heavily from Erik Satie (who also appeared in ENTR’ACTE). https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xxReq4Xr-U8 Meanwhile, thank you Man for getting us to see the art in everything.

#manray #birthday #visualart #foundobjects #foundthings #Paris #dadaism #surrealism #salvadordali #marcelduchamp #pablopicasso #painter #photography #photogram #rayograph #avantgarde #reneclair #francespicabia #eriksatie #entracte #art #johnnyjblair #gnosseinnes

[unephotoparjouramontreal]

ENTRACTE 2 / 23 janvier 2025 / Montréal

[natsoumi]

[schlock-luster-video]

On August 20, 2002, Entr'acte was released on DVD in the United States.

[girafeduvexin]

Le Palais des papes !! Go pour 4h de spectacle !

[neversetyoufree]

Alright gang, it's new VnC day and I'm home from work, which means it's time for your monthly reminder that I'll be posting spoilers along with today's japanese release. Blacklist #vnc spoilers to avoid :)

[gebo4482]

Red Rooms | Official Trailer | Utopia

Dir: Pascal Plante Star: Juliette Gariépy / Laurie Babin / Elisabeth Locas

[fredericbrumby]

"ENTRACTE"

Rue Jacquard

Croix Rousse

69004

Lyon

4982

[sondheim-girly]

I know an overture or entracte wouldn’t fit in the outsiders at all but like. I just wanna hear what it would sound like.

[ahotknife]

& i got invited onstage for the entracte 😌 big night for me. little night for hats

[caitchercatlady]

Sleeping Over at Ramshackle w/Rook

Having Rook to use you as his inspiration for a class project seems to be the most dubious thing you've ever heard of. Now that you think of it, anything Rook asks of you seems dubious enough. As weird as the request and excuse are, it is the most in character for Rook, and you can’t think of any reason to say, “No.” It’s only for one evening after all.

That doesn’t mean you have to like it. You expect Rook to be walking around with a small notepad, taking notes of your evening routine. Instead, Rook is attached to you like a puppy brought into his forever home. Your suspicions have shown themselves in the brightest light.

He’s watched you have the dinner that you manage to split between the two of you. He’s watched you clean the dishes by hand (complimenting your hands in the process). It’s when you go upstairs to prep for your shower when you point out the habit within his assignment progress.

“ ‘Tis a photographic memory thing, dear Trickster. I shall put it all together once we depart for bed.”

“If you say so,” you reply. “Just one question. You have no intentions of watching me shower and dress myself, do you?”

“Mes Sept, non! I already have those as the entracte of the assignment.”

“I’ll take your word for it, Rook, but don’t abuse it.”

“You have my word, Trickster.”

Much to Rook’s credit, he keeps it. What you don’t expect is for him to prepare his own guest room instead of you. You feel bad having him do the work. Although his pajamas give you the first smile of the night.

“Non, non, non. My homework is to see your usual routine. Unless you have these overnight rendezvous with friends everyday…”

Rook’s got a point there. You thank him anyway.

The assignment continues as you do your hair brushing and face washing next. Then, you spend a good half hour finishing your homework for class on Monday. All of this is normal enough for Rook not to ask questions.

He starts talking more than the usual when you set your bedroom for sleep. Rook doesn’t ask about your bed, your uniform, your school supplies, nor how you set up your vanity, but rather…

“This light fixture you possess has wondrous design.”

“Thanks. Found it in the attic.”

“It appears it’s used for night purposes?”

“Yeah, so?”

My curiosity is wondering why.”

“Is that gonna be important for your paper?”

“It will add an intéressant detail to the assignment, most certainly.”

“Then, it’s none of your business.”

Rook is taken aback by your harsh statement. He fails to understand what the issue is.

You try to turn on your night light, but it fails to flicker. “Light bulb is busted,” you frustratedly mutter. “I gotta search the broom closet,” you tell Rook as you pardon yourself.

On your way down the stairs, you turn on every light in the path to the downstairs closet. You fetch a new bulb from the closet’s middle shelf. On your way back up, you make sure to shut off each light behind you as you return to your room. Once  you replace the bulb, the problem is solved.

“You’re scared of the dark.” Rook’s statement is not a question.

“I beg your pardon?” you ask.

“You are afraid of the darkness.”

“I’m not six.”

“I didn’t say that. I felt your trembling vibrations when you left. Everyone has a tremble for something. Darkness is yours.”

You throw your hands. “Fine, you got me, but I don’t want you publishing that.”

“I wouldn’t dare to dream of putting you in such a predicament. You have my word.”

Full of shame, you go to bed and hide under the covers.

“Trickster, if you will allow me to ask, is there anything you want me to do?”

You peek out, eyes glistening. “What I want is to be less pathetic.”

Rook cups his mouth. “Mes Sept, you are none of the sort. You are human, as most of us are. Fear is not something to be ashamed of. It can be assisted, of course.”

“Hence this light.” You put at the small lamp. “I hate looking at it sometimes, but if I don’t use it, I can’t sleep.”

“I have une idée to fix that.”

You wonder how. Rook has you turn off the night light first. It’s only dark for a split second when a tiny spark of light magic emulates from Rook’s finger. He explains to you that he will have the light hanging int he room as the two of you fall asleep. Then, when you are in deep sleep, the light will dissipate by morning. You suppose you could give it a try. What exactly do you have to lose?

As said before, Rook leaves the small ball of light in the air. You watch it flat there, a soft delight embracing you. Rook takes to your side as you slowly but sure drift off to dreamland.

How beautiful indeed.

[schlock-luster-video]

On May 9, 1974, Entr'acte was screened at the Cannes Film Festival.

[pix-stuff]

He feels so shameful.

He is ashamed of not recognising their Grace from the first glance.

He is the hydro dragon, with the full autority over the water of Fontaine and the supreme judge of the Opera Epiclese.

He had to do what's needed to be done. He has the responsability to judge anyone who cames to sing at the opera.

Today's singer was worldly known in Teyvat. Filling people to tear and joy before fueling them with rage and hate.

The singer ask for an entracte, and to reclaim their honor.

The cries of the public.

Their bowing stance.

The wish was fulfilled, the fight came, and the singer both bows and sings once last time, painting the ground of a beautiful golden hue.

The cries of the public.

The rain.

And in the middle of that, Clorinde with her sword. Her head bows, asking for forgiveness. As if it wasn't the singer who ask for their honor back.

She was not responsible for granting their wish, but she was for sprouting her blade through them. Golden flower are blooming in a never ending scene.

The singer is no more, and their beautiful melody will forever be incastred into the ears of the people of Fontaine.

They truly have been judge under the laws of Fontaine. The law of water.

The rain will wash them all of their sins. But maybe this sin was too grateful to be forgive.

[~~~~~~]

At his desk, Neuvilette didn't knew what to think. Blaming himself for the trial, and for once again, allowing a fight destined to be a death sentence.

He has to close this case. But how? By signing his incompetence and writing that, No, this was no impostor? By promising that they will be no death fight starting now? Since you can't reclaim honor in wasted blood. Fontaine need a change in their law.

He decide to rewrite the whole case, from start to finish, to erase any trace of doubt from his mind, and any traces of hate from this file.

Hasn't Teyvat been merciful to let him live even after the Creator death ?

I'm not saying that I LOVE writing angst, but if you see me writing something else, that means that it is time for me to stop writing. Again, if there is anything you wish to point (writing, mistakes n all), don't hesitate ❤️

[singeratlarge]

Happy Heavenly Birthday to Man Ray (1890-1976), the pioneer of visual art and “found objects.” He was born in American but spent most of his career in Paris, becoming an informal contributor to the Dada and Surrealist movements surrounding him. His career intersected with Salvador Dali, Marcel Duchamp, Pablo Picasso, and a hit list of actors, artists, dancers, filmmakers, and musicians. Despite Ray tagging himself as “just a painter,” he produced major works in a variety of media and is best known for his pioneering photography—specially fashion and portrait photography. He is also noted for his work with photograms (photographic images made not with a camera but with light exposure) which he called “Rayographs.” In the 1920s he directed and appeared in a number of avant-garde films, including the 1924 urban fantasy ENTR’ACTE (directed by René Clair). Ray appears with Frances Picabia, playing chess on a chessboard that transforms into a city center with busses and cars. I used this scene in a video for my song “It’s In Your Hands,” with music that quotes heavily from Erik Satie (who also appeared in ENTR’ACTE). https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xxReq4Xr-U8 Meanwhile, thank you Man for getting us to see the art in everything.

#manray #birthday #visualart #foundobjects #foundthings #Paris #dadaism #surrealism #salvadordali #marcelduchamp #pablopicasso #painter #photography #photogram #rayograph #avantgarde #reneclair #francespicabia #eriksatie #entracte #art #johnnyjblair #gnosseinnes

[the-kr8tor]

Lowkey siren r x pirate captain ekko/hobie

THINK OF HOW ENTRACTED THEYD BOTH BE BY YOU. By your kind, by everything about you and your kind. How theyd protect others from hurting you just because your different. How theyd make sure your fed and kept care of

*covers my wip doc* how tf?!

Hmm how abt we turn that trope upside down and siren! Reader is the one trying to protect the handsome sailor from getting eaten by sharks or other sirens? (R is fighting them with a stick while hobie or ekko is all heart eyes at r)

[fredericbrumby]

"ENTRACTE"

Zone industrielle

Chemin de la Chaite/Vie Borgne

38460

Crémieu

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