Au Louvre-Lens, il y avait une expo fort intéressante : “Champollion - La Voie des Hiéroglyphes”, sur l’homme, son époque, l’image de l’Egypte en Europe avant l’Egyptologie....
- babouin - Tivoli, villa Hadriana , entre -30 et +395 apr. J-C.
- Antinoüs en pharaon - Tivoli, villa Hadriana , -130 apr. J-C.
- Isis - Tivoli, villa Hadriana , 130 apr. J-C.
- François Barois - "Cléopâtre mourant”
- statue théophore de Neshor - Eléphantine, 580 av. J-C.
Shoei Baroi. fluff.
cw. implied mental health struggles. alcohol use.
You rest your cheek on the broad muscle of his shoulder, watching the lights pass by as you leave the city. They streak your vision like meteorites burning in orbit. Barou was a responsible driver, considerate of the weight you add to his cruiser. The tires of the bike surf along a gentle current rather than navigate rubble-studded streets like most riders do.
You shift in the leather prison that is his old riding jacket. It is sweltering outside and the humid summer only just began to cool with the transition into twilight. He still insisted on wearing leather regardless, Mr. Safety as always. He looks so good in riding gear anyway, so you don’t complain. He even insists you wear the leather prison hand-me-down despite your protests.
“Don’t be a fucking moron,” he growled, throwing the jacket into your arms moments before leaving his apartment. A man of action more than words, but you could read him clearly when he spoke: ‘please be safe.’
You stroke the cherry-wine leather along his obliques, adoring the smooth suede texture over the curve of his muscle. If something were to happen – if the bike ever fishtailed out of control – he would never forgive himself if he didn’t dress you up in protective gear. He cared more than you could ever hope for you.
When you met him, you really did think he was a delinquent or some gangster. You asked to kick a soccer ball around and he asked if you were ‘fucking stupid’. You weren’t. You just needed a physical outlet when your skin crawled from the clutter of your apartment. Some how, he obliged and taught you some tactics. Barou never asked about you and you never really asked about him. Every now and again you’d catch each other and decide to kick a ball around.
At first, he really seemed like someone who only gave a shit about himself. Soccer seemed to be the only thing he genuinely cared about or talked about. You asked him what he did for a living one day and that’s when you learned he worked at a bar. It was a little bar that salary men and women frequented. Occasionally, college students would go there and get plastered.
You’d visit him when he worked, and he’d walk you home when you were too drunk to go alone. He never touched you more than he had to in those times – just enough to keep you steady. But like a rat being trained to push a lever, his warm hands were a treat drawing you back each night. You learned that when he wasn’t obsessing over a straight shot, he was a great listener to his customers. You’d see him give water, offer bags of chips, and just quietly listen as the man in a pinstripe suit cried about his lost marriage.
You even unloaded some life woes onto him: You talked about how it was hard to function some days. Work was a lot to handle when you could barely manage to garner energy for the laundry. The world seemed foggy, and you didn’t have a compass. The city was loud and overstimulating. The heat was sticky and drained you of whatever life force you had. Going to the bar and seeing him was pretty much what kept you showering. Barou was appalled by the fact that you would drink nothing but protein shakes and vitamins to keep up sometimes, so he’d just give you food off the menu for free. You even cried about your ex, who apparently hadn’t even thought you were in a relationship!
When all this began, you couldn’t imagine that one day he’d help you clean your grubby apartment (while complaining and lecturing you, of course). He’d help you with laundry and dishes. He’d help you cook and teach you a few cheap recipes that you could microwave. Because he worked out, he’d drop off some vitamins for you when he bought supplements for himself.
Eventually, you two were just... together. Peacefully. Coexisting.
The bike comes to a gentle stop. Barou kicks the bike stand out and swings off. He pulls his helmet off, espresso locks swept around his shoulders. Your gaze softens on him, “You’re so pretty.”
“Thanks,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his head. He extends his hand to you, helping you off, “Now close your eyes.”
“Awe, I thought you didn’t like surprises,” you jest with a fake puff of your cheek.
He squishes the air out of your cheeks with just one hand, thumb one the right cheek and the rest on the left, “But you do. So close your eyes, or you’ll spoil it for yourself.”
“Alright, alright. Feisty tonight!” With a laugh, you close your eyes. The familiar hold of his fingers around your shoulders melts you to your core. You’re guided away from the side of the road and down a little hill, “Shoei, where are we—”
“Quit yapping,” he barked, “It’s not far. Watch your step, there’s a branch.”
Soon enough, you both stopped. The city sounds were drowned out by the songs of cicadas. With his permission, you open your eyes.
The soft surface of water spread out across the expanse before you. The reflection of the stars above, seen only miles out from the city, came to greet the earth by the grace of the lake. Surrounded by trees and darkness, the only light was the moon and the colony of fireflies searching for their mates.
You open your mouth, then close it, squeezing your lips together as you bite back the lump in your throat. Everything had been so overwhelming lately. The world, work, keeping up with your own needs. Barou helped you so much, but even with his help, you could fall behind on yourself. But here, it felt still. It was serene. The air was cool now that night overtook the sky and the breeze picked up the lake’s chill.
“Gimme,” Barou’s voice snapped you out of your mind.
“Huh?”
“The jacket. Give it to me,” His fingers gestured to hand the leather demon suit over, “You don’t like wearing it, anyway.”
“I—” You rub your eyes free of the moisture piling at the lashes, “Yeah. It feels gross, and I’m sweaty.”
“Then let’s get it off of you,” Barou tugs the zipper down steadily and peels it from your arms. He folds it neatly and places it on top of the bike seat. You feel his eyes roam your form, dressed in a tank top and shorts. The sweat along the surface of your décolleté radiant with scattered light. He drank you like a finely crafted wine, admiring every little bit that you offered him.
As always, he seldom said how he felt, but you could always tell by the softness of his eyes and the ease at which he kissed you that you were a treasure he would never let go of. You were his gem that he polishes each day for the joy of seeing it shine. When he wipes away your grateful tears with a loose grin, you know for certain that he didn’t just care about soccer.
Journal des Dames et des Modes, Costumes Parisiens, 30 novembre 1832, (3036): Chapeau-béret en Crêpe orné de plumes- Robe de Velours Manteau de gros de naples par M.me Allin Barois. Collection of the Rijksmuseum, Netherlands
Hat or 'chapeau-béret' made of crepe decorated with feathers. Dress with velvet mutton sleeves. Coat of 'gros de naples' by Allin Barois. Further accessories: earrings, stole, gloves, bracelets, handkerchief, fan, square-toed shoes. The print is part of the fashion magazine Journal des Dames et des Modes, Paris, 1797-1839.
ARTICLE 35. THE FOLLOWING MARRIAGES SHALL BE VOID FROM THE BEGINNING.
Those contracted by any party below 18 years of age even with the consent of parents or guardians;
One of the requirements of a valid marriage is legal capacity, without it the marriage is void. Age is a component of legal capacity. The marriage is void for lack of legal capacity.
For example A and B, both Filipino, 17 years old, met and got married in Hongkong, with consent of their parents. Their marriage even with the consent of their parents and recognize in Hongkong Law would still void in the Philippines because the Philippine Law determines the legal capacity, under Article 15 of the New Civil Code “Laws relating family rights and duties, or status, condition and legal capacity of persons are binding upon citizens of the Philippines, even though living abroad.
Those solemnized by any person not legally authorized to perform marriages unless such marriage were contracted by either or both parties believing in good faith that the solemnizing officer had the legal authority to do so;
Article 7 of the Family Code provides for those authorized to solemnize marriages. The LGC restored the power of the Mayors to solemnize marriages. Without such legal authority the marriage is void. But the law gives validity to a marriage.
Those solemnized without a license except those covered by the preceding chapter;
Marriage license is a pre-requisite of a valid marriage except those under Articles 27, 28, 31, 32, 34 of the Family Code.
COSCA vs. HON. PALAYPAYON, JR.
A.M. No. MTJ-92-721. September 30, 1994
FACTS:
Petitioners Cosca, Peralta, Sambo & Villamora filed an administrative complaints against respondents Hon. Judge Lucio Palaypayon, Jr., and Nelia Esmeralda Baroy, both of the Municipal Trial Court of Tinambac, Camarines Sur.
One of the offenses charged to the respondent was Illegal Solemnization of Marriage, that allegedly Judge Palaypayon solemnized marriages after paying the marriage fee and even without the requisite of marriage license.
Judge Palaypayon, Jr., claimed that he was exempted from liability because he did not sign the marriage contract, the marriage license number and date of solemnization was not indicated because he had to wait for the marriage license to be submitted.
ISSUE:
Whether or not Judge Palaypayon, Jr. is absolved from liability for solemnizing marriages without license.
HELD:
No, Judge Palaypayon, Jr. was not absolved from liability for solemnizing marriages without license.
Family Code provides that in the absence of any essential or formal requisites shall render the marriage void ab initio, except as stated in Article 35 (2). That an irregularity in the formal requisites shall not affect the validity of the marriage, the party or parties responsible for the irregularity shall be criminally, civilly and administratively liable. (Article 4(3).
The procedure and practice by Judge Palaypayon were highly improper and irregular, if not illegal, because marriage license is a prerequisite of a valid marriage and now marriage cannot be solemnized without it. The fact that Judge Palaypayon did not sign the marriage contract, the marriage license number and date of solemnization was not indicated here, the contracting parties and Local Civil Registrar were not furnished their copy of marriage contract, will not absolve him from liability. He is liable for his negligence or failure to comply with his duty of closely supervising his Clerk of Court in the performance of the latter’s duties and functions. A judge cannot take refuge behind the inefficiency or incompetence of court personnel.
Hence, judge was fined in the amount of P20,000.00 and reprimand for having solemnized marriages without licenses at the time of celebration. Respondent Nelia Baroy is dismissed from the service.
Those bigamous or polygamous marriages not falling under Article 41.
Those contracted through mistake of one contracting party as to the identity of the other;
The reason is that, it is as if the party committed that mistake in the identity of the other did not give his/her consent. The marriage used to be only voidable in Civil Code but void in the Family Code.
Those subsequent marriages that are void under Article 53.
The law requires that documents of annulment or declaration of nullity of marriages together with the documents delivering the presumptive legitime of the compulsory heirs of the parties be registered in the proper civil registry or registry of property, if they failed to comply with this requirement, the subsequent marriage is void even if it is celebrated abroad under Article 15 of the New Civil Code.
Family consists of the people who support and love you, and the people you can confide in and trust. They corresponds to what you are. Family means having someone to love you unconditionally in spite of you and your shortcomings. Family is loving and supporting one another even when it's not easy to do so. It's being the best person you could be so that you may inspire your love ones. To me, the word family includes all the people in our lives who commit to love and support us unconditionally. It is not a passive birthright but a choice, a discipline of kindness that helps us thrive both as individuals and as a society. To me a family is whoever I can depend on for support, to laugh with, to play with, and to share the challenges and rewards of life with.
Police have said a car traveling at extremely high speeds on Highway 427 flew over a concrete ramp, landed in a ditch, and then hit another concrete wall before bursting into flames late Monday night.
A 20-year-old man and a 17-year-old boy were pronounced dead on the highway, and a 20-year-old woman sitting in the front passenger seat died after being taken to the hospital, police said.
The three students who died were Arian Alam Dipto, Shahriar Mahir Khan, and Angela Baroi, according to Consul General Lutfor Rahman.
Rahman said the 21-year-old driver, Nibir Kumar, is the son of popular Bangladeshi singer Kumar Bishwajit and remains in a Toronto hospital in critical condition.
"The Consulate General expressed sincere condolences to the bereaved family members of the deceased and prayed for their eternal peace and for the quick recovery of the injured one," Rahman wrote in a statement.
Rizwan Ibn Ahmed, who identified himself as a friend of Dipto, said he loved food, video games, and hanging out with his close friends and family. He has "a very friendly personality, cheering and joyful," and dreams of studying outside Bangladesh, he said.
Another friend of Dipto, Sumaiya Tabassum, said on Facebook she was in "shock, utter denial, and disbelief" over Dipto's death as she had wished him a happy birthday just days before.
"It is not fair that you lived a shorter life than me; you were just a baby," she wrote in a post commemorating Dipto. "You were always there for everyone texting you, hoping for a reply from the other side."
Ayeman Rashid, who identified himself on Facebook as a close friend of Khan, said he was "a very humble guy with manners for everyone."
A visitation for Baroi was set for Monday evening in Toronto's west end, while a service for Dipto and Khan is set to be held Monday in the city's east end.
The victims' families are working to have their bodies repatriated to Bangladesh after the memorial services, Rahman said in an interview.
Nazia Hossain, vice president of the National Bangladeshi-Canadian Council, has said all the international students in the car attended different schools in the Greater Toronto Area.
The crash should be a warning for other international students who come to Canada about how road conditions may differ here, especially during the winter, Hossain said.
"I want to tell them that you are very young; you should be very careful when driving at night; the road conditions in Bangladesh are not the same," she said.
Last winter, a crash on Ontario’s Highway 401 between a car and a tractor-trailer killed five students from India.
Harpreet Singh, Jaspinder Singh, Karanpal Singh, Mohit Chouhan, and Pawan Kumar, who were between the ages of 21 and 24, were pronounced dead at the scene. Their families have said they all studied in the Montreal or Greater Toronto areas.
Great things are in the works for 2023...and I want to start the year with a message of gratitude to the curators I have worked with. Thank you for the projects we carried through, the ideas we exchanged and the moments we shared. I wish you the very best for 2023.✨ De belles choses sont prévues pour 2023...et je veux commencer l'année par un message de gratitude aux commissaires avec lesquels j'ai travaillé. Merci pour les projets que nous avons réalisés, les idées que nous avons échangées et les moments que nous avons partagés. Je vous souhaite le meilleur à venir pour 2023.✨ 🌏🔥🌊🌈✨ Defne Ayas Gabriel Bogossian Manuela de Barros Meriem Berrada Osei Bonsu Eva Barois de Caevel Ilaria Conti Stéphane Corréard Armelle Dakouo Philippe Dagen Salimata Diop Christine Eyene Reem Fadda Solange Farkas Juan Pablo García Sossa Mark Gisbourne Natasha Ginwala Didier Houenoude Jean-Michel Jagot Hajra Haider Karrar Charlotte Langhorst Aude Leveau Valentina Gioia Levy Jeanne Mercier Vittoria Matarrese Wunika Mukan Bonaventure Soh Bejeng Ndikung Paula Nascimento Simon Njami Azu Nwabogu Julie Pellegrin Kerstin Pinther Gabriel Rodriguez Isabelle Renard Renée Roukens Renny Ramakers Arthur Steiner Alexia Tala Valentine Umansky Alexandra Weigand Mawena Yehouessi Kathryn Weir #gratitude #thanks #art #curators #team229 #emodemedeiros #future Artwork: "Akpe", 2022 (à Ouidah) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnzUrcDo2n9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
It is how do you say a humbling explosion of nostalgia and a relief to be one with nature again. For long years of struggling to fit in, being in my mother's hometown is a blessing. Seeing His gifts do the work and thriving in an otherwise chaotic country puts everything in perspective. One which I have completely disregarded in my attempts to live a certain lifestyle set by someone up there in the ladder of social status.
Getting to see the places I've known to be bigger than I was become a bustling trading ground and seeing it smaller than I remember. It's cute. The stars followed me for a short time until the entirety of Baroy just engulfed by an underwater world.
Best part is represented by the image below.
The serenity that these creatures give is truly refreshing. Maybe not to those who have lived here forever because I'm pretty sure they are exhausted already. If there's anyway I can be that fresh perspective to them I am willing to accept the privilege but I don't want attention. My girl Mindy is correct in all her quirks. I've officially added Woke Indian sister as part of my CV.
Let the light inside you be the center of your work so you never lose out and always keep the best for yourself because your craft will be appreciated but will be exploited for all it's Hollywood glory. Yes I'm taking about you Darna. Unsa mana oy... Wa na gyuy lain ba. Anyways, welcome home indeed.
P.s. cigarette smoking is bad for your health. Akalain mo Yun? You know what's good? 😅
La Mode, Pl. 271, 15 décembre 1832, Paris. Chapeau-beret en crepe orne de plumes. Robe de velours. Manteau de gros de naples par Mme. Allin Barois. Digital Collections of the Los Angeles Public Library
The woman on the left is wearing a purple dress with gigot sleeves and a fur stole around her neck. She is wearing earrings and white gloves and is holding a fan and handkerchief in her left hand. She is wearing a pink hat decorated with feathers. The woman on the left is facing away from the viewer. She is wearing a tan overcoat over her royal blue dress. She is wearing white gloves, earrings, and a white hat decorated with feathers.
This is part 8 of this series: the links for Apollon, Artemis, Hermes, Dionysos, Ariadne, Hades & Persephone, and Hera can be found here.
Disclaimer: Most artists outside of antiquity used Aphrodite/Venus interchangeably for a myriad of cultural and religious reasons. I do understand that Venus and Aphrodite are syncretized deities with different aspects in Greek and Roman society respectively.
In order: 1) Venus Crossing the Sea in a Shell by Giuseppe Bezzuoli, c. 1830s, private collection. 2) The Birth of Venus by Francois Boucher, 1740, National Museum in Stockholm. 3) The Birth of Venus by Alexandre Cabanel, 1863, Musee d'Orsay, Paris. 4) Venus with a Satyr and Cupids by Annibale Carracci, 1588, Uffizi Gallery, Rome. 5) The Birth of Venus by Noel-Nicolas Coypel, 1732, Hermitage Museum, St. Petersburg. 6) Venus Asking Vulcan to Cast Arms for Her Son, Aeneas by Sir Anthony van Dyck, 1630-32, the Louvre, Paris. 7) Callipygian Venus by Francois Barois, 1683-86, the Louvre, Paris. 8) Venus Reprimanding Cupid by Gustav Heinrich Eberlein, 1893, private collection.