Vintage Dollhouse Miniature Furniture In Box

-It’s not the red of which we bleed- 

  watercolour on paper, 2019

@xwristitlo

Jonas Mekas  . As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses Of Beauty . 2000 

Knight at the Crossroads by Viktor Vasnetsov (1882)

Era Leisner (born in 1988). Norway

Silver Hounds (2024) L

Acrylics and silver leaf on canvas

100 × 100 cm, 39 × 39 in approx

July 2018 SK, Canada

several people shared this on twitter so I'm going to post it here. absolutely astounding couple of sentences

Every time I do something dramatic or extravagant I think to myself “this is for Lord Byron” or “Oscar Wilde would’ve loved this”. And I think it’s incredible sexy of me to do so. Conversely every time I get tipsy I think “it’s what Dorian Gray would’ve wanted”. Which is less sexy and more a moralistic problem but it’s whatever.

so much of me to return to

I am myn owene woman, wel at ese, I thank it god, as after myn estat; Right yong, and stonde unteyd in lusty lese, With-outen Ialousye or swich debat; Shal noon housbonde seyn to me “Chekmat!” For either they ben ful of Ialousye, Or maisterful, or loven novelrye.

[…]

                                 Allas! Sin I am free, Sholde I now love, and putte in Iupartye My sikernesse, and thrallen libertee? Allas! How dorste I thenken that folye? May I nought wel in other folk aspye  775 Hir dredful Ioye, hir constreynt, and hir peyne? Ther loveth noon, that she nath why to pleyne.

Criseyde in Geoffrey Chaucer’s Troilus and Criseyde (ll. 750-756, 771-777)

Still Life with Candle   -   Unknown

Oil on canvas