#barnette

[geryone]

Murmur, Cameron Barnett

[zanephillips]

Murray Bartlett and Charlie Barnett Tales of the City 1.06 "A Touch o' Butch"

[stevenrogered]

THE ACOLYTE 1x05, "Night"

[querren]

The cast of The Acolyte just talked about episode 5 with Entertainment Weekly and this jumped out at me:

So... everyone on Tumblr just lost their minds sobbing over Jecki and Yord, while their actors were on set like this the whole damn time:

I love it.

[havingapoemwithyou]

the august preoccupations by Catherine Barnett

[yordhorde]

"Madeira hills, Charlie embroidering, playing chess in the tents and a whole lotta love" - behind the scenes of The Acolyte posted by Dafne Keen (x)

[moved2fshfish]

im gonna be sick

[melikesyoucomics]

Polly pockets I’d buy as an adult

[random-brushstrokes]

Thomas P. Barnett - Close of a Winter Day (1914)

[thasa]

Team Sol 🌦️

Ahh them as family, nothing can go wrong right? 😊🔥

[goodsirs]

Charlie Barnett as Yord Fandar in The Acolyte — 1.01 "Lost/Found" — 1.02 "Revenge/Justice"

[jewishcissiekj]

alright every bts pic from The Acolyte I found feel free to add anything you have I think we all need it now

[daughter-of-sapph0]

"I hate when I say I could have made that and stupid art nerds say 'but you didn't'. it's so cringe"

but that's literally true. you didn't make that art.

take Barnett Newman's art for example. you didn't make it because you literally couldn't make it. you were not a Jew who lived during the holocaust. you did not experience two world wars before you turned fifty. you did not experience all this suffering and death all around you. you did not witness your people face genocide at the hands of fascism. you did not read about two atomic bombs dropping in the newspaper the week it happened while it was celebrated like a victory. you didn't become so jaded and disillusioned by the immense hatred of modern and surrealist art that you decided to make art that is so intrinsically tied to the Jewish experience with a modern twist, such as what he calls his "zips" being both the pillar of fire from the Tanakh and the flash of an atom bomb. you couldn't have made art that invoked such a negative reaction that to make an entire series of paintings as a response to specifically call out the people who are afraid of modern minimalist art.

sure, you could draw a blue line on a red canvas. but it won't have the same meaning behind it that Newman's art does.

don't let that discourage you, though. if you think "I could have done that" maybe you couldn't have specifically done THAT, but you can make something similar. you can put your thoughts and emotions into your art. you can make your art say something. you can't make Newman's art. but he couldn't make your art. because your art is yours, and Newman's art is Newman's. no one can make art the exact same way as someone else. every single brush stroke, every single line, every single thought put into planning is always different. there are never any two pieces of art that are exactly the same. it's always unique. just like you.

don't say "I could have made that". say "I could make something like that". let art be an inspiration, not a challenge to copy. you are a unique individual. your experiences and life and emotions are different from everyone else. so every single work of art you make is 100% yours and 100% unique.

[stevenrogered]

What’s wrong with Yord? Nothing. No, he’s….Yord.

[holesss]

Jaqui Germain // Fatima aamer Bilal // P.T 2014 // Doc Luben // Cameron Barnett // Anatomy 2016 // Warsan Shire // House of leaves artwork by @/reachartwork

[welcomehome-orlakbarnett]

Love Enduring

What is grief but love enduring

I loved you with my whole being

And still my heart you are stirring

Though now you are beyond seeing

No longer can I wrap you up

In a tender and warm embrace

Or break bread together and sup

With your bright smile on your face

I cannot kiss your rosy cheeks

Or see your eyes crinkle in glee

My empty hand for yours does seek

So my gloomiest thoughts will flee

Memories of you I have carved

Into my heart on sacred stone

But my soul is fed and not starved

Because my love is like seeds sown

My tears water the wound that holds

The vestiges of you in me

Safely in my love I enfold

My eternal symbol to thee

My grief for you will never cease

But neither will my steadfast love

Your memory will bring me peace

You nest in my heart like a dove