yourmostobedientservant - Tumblr blog

[yourmostobedientservant]

The Wood Stacker - Unearthed via Yatzer.

[yourmostobedientservant]

Oscar Wilde, letter to Lord Alfred Douglass

(1) Love to Encombe A[lbemarle] C[lub]

Dearest Bosie     I am so glad you are better, and that you like the little cardcase—Oxford is quite impossible in winter

(2) go to Paris next week—for 10 days or so. Are you really going to the Scilly Isles?     I should awfully like to go away with you somewhere—where it is hot and coloured—     I am terribly busy in

(3) town—Tree rushing up to see me on all occasions—also strange and troubling personalities walking in painted pageants—     Of the poem I will write tomorrow. Ever yours Oscar

Source: The Morgan Library

[yourmostobedientservant]

Top artists create great film posters for the Somerset House summer cinema (Read more)

[yourmostobedientservant]

“Venerable are letters, infinitely brave, forlorn, and lost.”

Virginia Woolf (via pollgold)

[yourmostobedientservant]

Lytton Strachey (1916). Dora Carrington.

[yourmostobedientservant]

Do try to address your letters correctly, please! 

Ministry of Information public information trailer from 1948. 

[yourmostobedientservant]

At the labyrinth of the endless yarn: installation “Love Letters“ by Chiharu Shiota, 2013, at the exhibtion „Kunst & Textil“, Kunstmuseum Wolfsburg. 

[yourmostobedientservant]

Julius Gerson Letters to Alfred Stieglitz 1877 Watercolor 30cm

[yourmostobedientservant]

[yourmostobedientservant]

New USPS stamp. 

[yourmostobedientservant]

"A series of videos that attempt to objectively measure the furthest distance I can be from my son in a variety of environments; a city park, a back alley and Shursave supermarket."

[yourmostobedientservant]

A woodcut map of Thomas More’s Utopia, from Umberto Eco’s survey of history’s greatest imaginary lands.

[yourmostobedientservant]

A Love Letter For You: Brooklyn

[yourmostobedientservant]

Echoes from Storyland. New York: McLoughlin Brothers (1880s)

So she was burnt with all her clothes And arms, and hands, and eyes, and nose; Till she had nothing more to lose. Except her little scarlet shoes : And nothing else but these were found, Among her ashes on the ground.

[yourmostobedientservant]

Vladimir Nabokov’s notecards for Lolita.

As the author told us in 1967, “[My wife] presided as adviser and judge over the making of my first fiction in the early twenties. I have read to her all my stories and novels at least twice; and she has reread them all when typing them and correcting proofs and checking translations into several languages. One day in 1950, at Ithaca, New York, she was responsible for stopping me and urging delay and second thoughts as, beset with technical difficulties and doubts, I was carrying the first chapters of Lolita to the garden incinerator.”

Image via.

[yourmostobedientservant]

Virginia Woolf, 1927. From the Monk’s House photos.

MS Thr 564

Harvard Theatre Collection, Harvard University

[yourmostobedientservant]

Stanley Kubrick’s annotated copy of Stephen King’s The Shining.