Lucien Pillot (1882–1973) Publicité "Ravel" 1925. - source Urban Relics.
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go back through all of human history and I guarantee you any artist would relate to you on some of the struggles of making art.
Mary Shelley probably got writers block. I bet you Maurice Ravel skipped dinner because he was so focused a composition and couldn’t be bothered to cook something. Claude Monet went two years without painting a single thing and Rachmaninoff burned his first symphony after the failure of its premiere. Do you get what I mean?
Kafka worked at an insurance company because he couldn’t make money writing. Everyone complained about Da Vinci taking too long on their paintings because he was trying to make them perfect. Takashi Murakami almost for sure had days where he couldn’t draw a damn thing right. Some days you just aren’t in the mood and no matter what you make it’s all trash to you. sometimes it doesn’t come out how you wanted it to. it’s probably better than you think.
literally making art has always been the same. you’re human. we’re human. sometimes it’s hard. isn’t there some sort of comfort in that?
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Your needs, My needs | A Lestappen series
What are you willing to do to make things work? (A seven-part work on the beautiful violence of love)
Read on AO3 | Songs that inspired this story.
Words: 53,722 | Works: 7 | Complete: Yes.
My attempt of tracing this lovely picture. I was already tracing it for fun, but dreamt with this idea and ended up liking it.
PART 1 | Hold me in your arms, and never let me go — 3,9 K
After realising how badly the 2023 championship was going, Charles Leclerc was planning to just rot in his bed before flying home after the Spa circuit. But the pilots got him partying with Max Verstappen, alcohol and old songs that remind him of something he would rather forget every time he looks into his bright blue eyes.
PART 2 | There is still a trace of body paint — 4,2 K
Spa 2023. What could two pilots do to each other when they could not resist their own intrusive thoughts of taking each other to bed?
Or,
Max Verstappen and Charles Leclerc discover the world of wanting each other's bodies more than they ever imagined.
PART 3 | You are too good to be true (why do we make the simplest things so hard?) — 5,1 K
Far and away from everything and everyone they know; Charles Leclerc and Max Verstappen discover love and their own fragility together in the Dutch countryside during the 2023 summer break.
PART 4 | Will anybody ever love me? — 7,3 K
Preserving a romance a secret when you are relentlessly on camera is a challenge that Charles Leclerc and Max Verstappen face every day as they try to hold their relationship out of the public eye. They love each other deeply, but is that love strong enough to keep them together through their trials and tribulations?
Part 5 | There will be happiness after me — 9,5 K
“You have to understand this, Charles. You can still be in love with Max after everything that happened. You’re just older, stronger and wiser, but you’re still Charles. Our Charles. Whatever you still feel for him doesn’t make you weak, makes you human.”
Or,
Charles Leclerc, years retired from Formula 1, is invited for the weeding of Max Verstappen, his ex-boyfriend.
PART 6 | If our love died young — 6,8 K
"You said time changes hearts moments before you walked out that wedding, but why have mine not changed a bit for you since you left?"
Or,
Charles Leclerc has taken refuge in a café in Monte Carlo. One afternoon, the past pays him a visit in the form of his ex-boyfriend, Max Verstappen. They had last met when Max got married almost two years earlier.
PART 7 | How it glistened as it fell — 16.6 K
What are you willing to do to combat the violent volatility of love?
Hope you enjoy this little universe I made :)
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some composers ranked by how likely you'd be able to beat them in a fight:
Mahler: 1/10. No way you're taking him down. He looks short and has a history of heart issues, sure, but this man was fucking ripped and not enough people are talking about this. We're talking six hour hikes, rowing, mountain climbing, biking, swimming, all that. Gustav Mahler never skipped leg day. Best thing you can try to do is push him off his conducting podium, but if he survives the fall, you're screwed. Man will personally eviscerate you in front of the entire orchestra and still make you play at his inconsistent-as-shit rehearsal tempi until he decides you’re dismissed afterwards.
Vivaldi: 9/10. Look at him. Dude had asthma. Plus he's a priest, and while fighting many priests is understandable, it’s Vivaldi. You'd have to be a dick to want to pick a fight with him, but it's doable.
Tchaikovsky: 8/10. Throw one punch and then he'll just start crying. But he does have access to the tsar and everyone loves him, so if you manage to beat him in a fight, all of Imperial Russia will think you're a monster. Best not to try.
Shostakovich: 5/10. It depends on if he's alone or not. If it's just him, no problem. Just break his glasses and push him down the stairs before he can tell you that he thought you were better than this, you monster. However, if Sollertinsky is there with him, which he usually is pre-1941, you're totally done for. If he sees you so much as laying a finger on Shostakovich, Sollertinsky will personally insult you in 25 different languages in ways you will never recover from. He'll go after all of your insecurities, including ones you didn't even know you had. Just ask a certain music critic named Krokhmal, who once denounced Shostakovich, so Sollertinsky saddled him with the nickname “Carbohydrates” for the rest of his life (“Krakhmal” means “starch” in Russian). It isn’t pretty.
Wagner: 6/10. He probably started the fight anyway, but no matter if you win or lose, he'll tell everyone that it was your fault regardless. Still, punching Wagner would be extremely satisfying, so it’s your call.
Ravel: 9/10, easy. Not sure why you would want to fight Ravel, but tell him that his socks don't match, and he'll be caught so off guard you can easily land several punches in.
Satie: 0/10. Don't even try to fight Satie. Just don't. You'll black out from a blunt-force umbrella to the head and wake up to your shoes replaced with live fish.
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Whenever I watch a performance of Bolero, I marvel at the ability of the drummer in keeping the same rhythm for 15 minutes. This is a lovely performance of a very famous classical piece, worth a watch.
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