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but that's beyond the scope of this post
I am a really really big fan of this whole filming and putting pro-shots of musicals in theater
Thinking about the Hadestown proshot and Orpheus being introduced wiping down a table with his back to the audience. Hermes has to call out to him again to get him to take his opening bow, and for the show to start, Orpheus has to turn around.
"the Hadestown proshot exceeds box office expectations" truly, who could have predicted fans going repeated times, to see the musical whose entire concept is about the musical repeating
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Paul Poiret & Raoul Dufy
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(so mad i can’t see straight) Yeah i just don’t think chat gpt is a good classroom tool
Fascinating how what's considered feminine and what's considered masculine can change over time. The rebranding of being a horse girl into being a stereotypical feminine girly trait needs to be studied.
Look at classic children's novels. As recently as the 50s and early 60s, being obsessed with horses as a girl was depicted as strange and tomboyish, and the very concept of being obsessed with horses from early childhood and loving toy horses and desperately wanting your own horse being a "little girl thing" and not a "little boy thing" would send someone from the 1800s and earlier into a coma.
There's maybe a point to be made here somewhere about how when keeping and riding horses stopped being necessary to the functioning of society and became a more "frivolous" thing, it was rapidly rebranded as silly and girly and for women, but what do I know.
i wrote a paper in my masculinity studies class in college about this exact phenomenon, specifically about how high heeled shoes started as a practical way for Persian cavalry to keep their feet on their stirrups, then likely due to that association, became a popular fashion item and status symbol among the upper classes of Europe, before the Great Male Renunciation of the 18th-19th centuries, when men started shunning opulence in favor of utility, leaving them as a fashion item for women instead.
I've joked that the two genders are Aesthetic and Utility before but thats just kinda the case
Google AI Overview court loss in Germany could spell doom for AI search industry.
"Google AI Overview court loss in Germany could spell doom for AI search industry."
It fucking better.
Like to charge, reblog to cast?
“so this week my town made the news for—” nope
“there’s a restaurant two miles from my house called—” nope
“today I learned [celeb] went to my high school—” nope nope nope nope nope
these are all real posts I’ve seen on the internet that allowed me to identify a user’s hometown instantly. if it’s a small town, that’s doubly dangerous, because a bad actor could trace you just by a unique first name or selfie you once posted. in an age where doxxing and stalking are some of the worst I’ve ever seen it, you HAVE to think twice about what you’re posting online.
i once saw a 13-year old post an image they noted as being “a few miles from their house.” it had a theater in the shot with a unique enough name to be local. one google maps search, now everyone knew not only what city they lived in, but the possible neighborhoods in that radius too. and they had a HUGE following…who all knew this was a 13-year-old child.
so yeah. not to sound like a 90s internet safety PSA…but I’m gonna be that PSA for a minute.
if you’re posting an image, there is NO need to say that you live there. you could just be traveling. “saw this in Montana” is better than “saw this by my house!”
before you post about a venue, especially a restaurant or small store, check and see if it’s local—CRUCIALLY if it has only one or two locations. people might travel to arenas or convention centers, but they’re far less likely to be traveling to Bartleby’s Fish and Chips. if it’s an anecdote and you still live nearby, you can honestly just leave the name out entirely.
if you’re sharing a news story, it can just be a story you found and wanted to share. you don’t have to clarify “it happened in my town,” because even if you don’t mention your town name, an easily-googled news article will.
if you’re seeing a concert or meeting a celebrity on a tour that’s stopped locally, wait until they’ve hit a few more venues before you post about it, or at the very least wait until you get home. this is honestly a smart move for any event you attend: unless you’re marketing yourself, there’s no need to advertise your location in real time.
check your selfie backgrounds for anything identifying. this includes city names on venues, school names, street signs, and house numbers.
this stuff is flexible if you no longer live in your hometown, or if your city is particularly big, but there’s STILL no reason to tie yourself to your school, your workplace, or your street. you can call it paranoid, but as someone who’s seen my friends get literal death threats over fictional characters before, the last thing I want is someone willing to act on those threats finding out where they live.
anyway. PSA over. does a kickflip or whatever
i love learning about animals ive literally never seen or heard of before. what amazing diversity of life on this planet earth. what the hell is a japanese serow
goat dog
Oh this is an excellent new beaft. Look at that thang. I'll take a dozen
Profoundly unserious, yet strangely majestic. Much like us all.......
Controversial take but I think we more often need to accept that sometimes it’s not personal, but that a person still doesn’t fuck with us. They don’t want a relationship with us, they don’t wanna be our friend. We’re not their type for whatever reason. They don’t hate us but they aren’t interested in building something with us in any capacity. It’s not that they have a lot going on, it’s not that they can’t receive love, it’s not what a lot of people concoct just not to deal with the sting of rejection. Sometimes we’re just not somebody’s type. And that’s okay and we don’t have to curl up in fetal position in a corner about it. We will not be the type of every person we encounter and that is natural and nothing to lose sleep over
Happy Pride month! I have completed or at least put on hiatus my little Pride flag series and here they all are together on one post. Technical details and further thoughts after the pics.
First, the technical: I wove these on an untensioned frame loom at 6 epi using Lettlopi yarn for the weft and cotton seine twine for the warp. They are krokbragds, a Norwegian word which means “crooked path.” Krokbragd is a Norwegian twill weave. All of these are traditional Norwegian motifs, but you can also create figurative motifs using krokbragd. Each of these range in size from 10” x 11” to 12” x 12”.
Now, the design: The colors of each weaving correlate with the colors of a Pride flag: rainbow, transgender, bisexual, lesbian, and gay men (also heard this flag referred to as the Vincian flag). I didn’t do every Pride flag that exists, mostly because I’ve grown a bit tired of the twill pattern and need to put in some hours on my other tapestry loom to develop my hachure skills. In the future, I may develop more of these, but damn I need a break from over one under three with a pickup stick.
My goal in this work was to weave Pride flags and celebrate my queer community while exploring a weaving practice that connected me to the immigrants in my own family tree. I wrote a long and more indulgent essay about both immigrants and what it means to me as a bisexual cisgender woman to relate to the queer community but I know you are here for the weaving so I’ll just sum it up: Fuck ICE, and these weavings are dedicated to the gentle and grounded queer elders, mostly older gay men, who saw me and mentored me in my early jobs in theater and demonstrated a resilience and kindness I have sought to emulate ever since. If you’re really JUST here for the weaving, understand this: textiles are political and will never not be.
Okay, thanks for reading and looking! I am going to weave some other stuff now, bye!
you have to make your spaceship controls tactile. it needs to kachunk and thud and be sexy about it
under my draconian government it will be illegal to make a spaceship have any technology later than cassette futurism. that was as hot as it ever got
at the start of every month everyone reblogs some insane poetry that’s like “august has arrived and again I swallow my bones in the burning sun” and every time I’m like damn that makes no sense. but kind of true.
omg guys happy bone swallowing august
Gabriele Münter, “Three women, Marshall, Texas,” ca. June 19, 1900, printed 2006/’07. Credit Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York/VG Bild - Kunst, Bonn; via The Gabriele Münter and Johannes Eichner Foundation, Munich and Solomon R. Guggenheim Foundation, New York