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Lovell Birge Harrison (American, 1854–1929), The Hidden Moon, ca. 1907

Workshop of Willem Vrelant, The Black Hours

Per Centre d'Analyses et de Recherche en Art et Archéologie: "A masterpiece of Late Gothic manuscript illumination produced in Bruges between 1460 and 1475."

"The black pages effect was achieved by soaking the vellum in black dye or ink before they were lettered with gold and silver leaf."

#medieval manuscript #illumination #gothic art #the black hours #bruges #gold leaf #medieval art #black book

'memento mori' silk Requiem Mass chasuble, c. 1720-1730. It belonged to the builder of Mainz Cathedral, Archbishop Willigis (940-1011). Collection of Mainz Cathedral, Germany.

#black mass #memento mori #chasuble #skeleton #mainz cathedral

"House," he realized, was an understatement. It was an elegant, sprawling thing.... He saw a guest house. A walled garden. A swimming pool, with its thin skin of ice, lay outside the reception room. An ink-black grand piano gleamed through twenty-foot-high doors of leaded glass.

New fic in progress for the Julie/Olivier fans:

Concert for the Unification of Europe (Ao3)

#Three Colours: Blue #Trois Couleurs: Bleu #three colours trilogy

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Juliette Binoche and Benoît Régent in "Three Colors: Blue" (1993)

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-It's me again. I wanted to ask you. You really sleep on the mattress? -Yes.

-You never told me.

-No, I didn't.

-Do you still love me?

-I love you.

-Are you alone?

-Of course I'm alone.

-I'm coming.

-[click]

#three colours trilogy #Three Colours: Blue #Juliette Binoche #Benoit Regent #Krzysztof Kieślowski

Juliette Binoche's incredible wardrobe in Trois Couleurs: Bleu (1993). Costume design by Naima Lagrange and Virginie Viard (yes, THAT Virginie Viard!)

#Trois Couleurs: Bleu #three colors blue #Bleu #Juliette Binoche #la binoche #Krzysztof Kieślowski #Three Colours: Blue #Three Colours Trilogy

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“I appreciate what you did for me. But you see, I’m like other women. I sweat, I cough. I have cavities. You won’t miss me; you understand that now. Shut the door when you leave.”

— Julie Vignon (Juliette Binoche), Three Colors: Blue (Krzysztof Kieślowski, 1993)

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Watching this scene at age 12 did more to shape my relationships with men than any other. #noregrets #poorOlivier

#another country #another country (1984)#british spies #boarding school #rupert everett

abwwia

Remedios Varo (Spanish-Mexican 1908 - 1963)

Mujer Saliendo del Psicoanalista (Woman Leaving the Psychoanalyst), 1960

oil on canvas, 70.5 x 40.5 cm

George Nakashima (1905-1990)

#nakashima

#maria callas #callas #angelina jolie

English wool suit with silk lining, 1755–65

"The British aesthetic during the 18th century tended to veer away from the ostentatious French styles being worn at the same time. The textiles were more somber, the silhouettes more simple and the fashions more basic while decoration and elaborate textiles flourished in France.

Interestingly, nearing the end of Louis XVI's (1754-1793) reign, the simple English styles were adopted by some Frenchman in an attempt to publicly express their rage towards the aristocracy. This particular British suit is exemplary of popular dress in England during the middle of the 18th century with its somber wool, minimal decoration and plain buttons."

source: collection of The Costume Institute at the Metropolitan Museum of Art

#costume institute #the met #the metropolitan museum of art #english suit #wool suit #regency suit #i know it's not really regency #but someone's gonna find it from that tag #and it will be glorious #18th century menswear

Queen Kateryn (Katherine) Parr (1512–1548)

Sixth and final wife of Henry VIII.

(Oil on canvas, late 17th-C. copy after a lost original by Master John)

#kateryn parr #catherine parr #katherine parr #tudor portrait #henry viii #six wives of henry viii #firebrand

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Guys I Might Have Three Nickels

I've been watching "Agatha Christie's Marple" for the past few days and it's pretty good! Marple adaptations all tend to have a better caliber of actors than a lot of bog-standard mystery shows (looking at you, "Madame Blanc"), and while Joan Hickson's Marple is right up there with David Suchet's Poirot and Jeremy Brett's Holmes as "literally can never be beaten, these are the best anyone's done it," both Geraldine McEwan and Julia McKenzie do a fantastic job as Miss Marple.

Then I got to "The Secret of Chimneys," Season 5 episode 2

and guys

Guys

So there's a murder of a viscount, like there is, and this detective Finch rolls up and immediately spots Miss Marple (in her NIGHTIE! standing at the window like some kind of hussy, honestly Jane) and doffs his cap to her with that little smile that makes you go, "huh."

At this point I've watched a couple dozen Miss Marple episodes where she goes through detectives like wildfire and this guy's supposed to be a "*guru*" so I'm expecting some battle of the egos or something and like, Stephen Dillane is great! But bleh, I might have to skip this one.

Then my dude asks Miss Marple to SHOW HIM THE BODY, with a pleased little smile at her as she goes "uhhhhhhhh but my knitting?" (He even does that thing where you use someone's honorific and wait for them to give you their name, and that's when I was like "ohhh this bitch knows exactly who she is.") What follows is what I can only describe as a meet-cute in the secret passageway where the viscount was shot (and in fact the body is STILL THERE) and where Miss Marple literally asks the police equivalent of "is there a Mrs Finch" and he looks at her like this:

At which point I'm like "ohhh my dude not only knows who she is, he deliberately came here without a sergeant so he could draft her," and sure enough he just starts...handing her pieces of evidence like "hey babe can you decipher this note for me thanks love you" while Miss Marple is like, "this approval and camaraderie coming from a cop... not sure if want."

Next is a series of romantic strolls through the gardens while they discuss murder, during which Finch reveals his undying love I mean his research into Miss Marple and the "dozen case files" of her previous exploits that he's collected like some deranged fanboy. Miss Marple responds to this by BLUSHING LIKE A SCHOOLGIRL and stammering about how pish tosh it's nothing really, and I couldn't find a gif of it but he's staring at her like this:

Yeah I bet u r tempted

He also makes a half-hearted attempt at negging her "amateur sleuth" status, only to then immediately assure her that he makes like, so much money being a big fancy detective and can keep her in all the yarn and garden seed she could ever desire.

There's also a late-night tryst at the compost pile right after Finch has been (mildly) poisoned and Miss Marple is like "men are so weak" as she roots through the garbage for clues.

Not how he wanted their first date to go D:

The next morning there's another murder which: bummer, but also allows the two of them to read love letters together and for Finch to give Miss Marple the following look as she explains how secret assignations among lovers can "quicken the ardor":

Miss Marple then goes onto solve the murders and btw hands over the priceless diamond that's been literally missing for two literal decades that she found in her spare time. The entire scene features Finch looking at her like this:

After the dust settles, Finch and Miss Marple have a lovely moment where he calls himself "another one of your casualties," then super casually mentions that he's probably going to have to go on assignment to use the diamond in a daring international espionage case and I can't decide if he's asking Miss Marple to go with him or simply trying to show her that he is cool and smart and would make an excellent wife, but either way the episode ends with her turning him down and Jane, we need to talk about your priorities.

Anyway I've already written 2K about the subsequent 10-year epistolary romance these two have following this episode because I make poor choices.

#the fic is incredible #stephen dillane #miss marple #agatha christie's marple #i cannot stop thinking about it #epistolary

0heymoon

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A: Let me tell you about winds. There is a.. a whirlwind from southern Morrocco, the Aajej, against which the fellahin defend themselves with knives. And there is the... the Ghibli, from Tunis--

K: The Ghibli.

A: --the Ghibli, which rolls, and rolls, and rolls, and produces a rather strange nervous condition. And then there is the... the Harmattan, a red wind, which mariners call the sea of darkness. And red sand from this wind has flown as far as the south coast of England, apparently producing showers so dense that they were mistaken for blood.

K: Fiction! We have a house on that coast and it has never--never--rained blood.

A: No, it's all true. Herodotus, your friend, he writes about it. And he writes about a.. a wind, the Simoon, which a nation thought was so evil they declared war on it, and marched out against it. In full battle dress. Their swords raised.

#the english patient #car scene #count almásy #Katharine Clifton #let me tell you about winds #ralph fiennes #kristin scott thomas

Jess Niemeyer

Five Year Winter (oil on linen, 2022)

#jess niemeyer #contemporary painting #figurative art #portraiture #oil portrait

Cadfael, "The Potter's Field" (1998)

#cadfael #the potter's field #cadfael s04e02 #sioned jones #jack klaff #ellis peters #eudo #generys #filmed on a potato #ah yes #to have your husband leave you for the benedictine order

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