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Close some doors. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because they no longer lead somewhere.
Paulo Coelho (via quotemadness)
Mauerbauertraurigkeit
n. the inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like—as if all your social tastebuds suddenly went numb, leaving you unable to distinguish cheap politeness from the taste of genuine affection, unable to recognize its rich and ambiguous flavors, its long and delicate maturation, or the simple fact that each tasting is double-blind.
Boyd Holbrook at the Season 2 Premiere of Narcos in Los Angeles, August 24, 2016.
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I could easily forgive his pride, if he had not mortified mine.
30 Questions to Test Your Personality:
If you could have one breakfast for tomorrow knowing it’s the last day you will live, what would that be?
Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you like as a dinner guest? (E)
Before making a phone call, do you ever rehearse what you are going to say? Why? (E)
If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about yourself, your life, the future or anything else, what would you want to know? (E)
If there’s a book that shows you your ending, would you want to read it?
If you knew in one year you would die suddenly, what would you change about the way you are living your life now? (E)
Do you think your name affects your personality or choice of career? (E)
How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are? (E)
If happiness was the national currency, what job would make you rich? (E) (sorry, I’m having way too much fun with this ;D -E)
Do you push buttons more than once and do you believe that makes it work faster? (E)
Would you want to be friends with yourself? (E)
If you won a million dollars (or some large sum of money) would you quit your job? (E)
Do you feel like you’ve lived this day a hundred times before? (E)
Are you really wasting time if you’re enjoying it? (E)
Would you rather lose all your money and valuables or all the pictures you’ve taken? (E)
Would you rather have a horrible short-term memory or a long-term memory? (E)
Would you rather go back to age five with everything you’ve learned or live now with everything you’ll learn in the future? (E)
Are humans better at construction or destruction? (E)
If you could sum up all of human nature in three words, what would they be? (E)
What is a year of life worth? What about a day? (E)
Are emotions necessary for human survival? (E)
What is the TLDR version of your life? (E)
What should they teach in high school but don’t? (E)
What inscription do you want on your gravestone? (E)
If you had thirty seconds to send a message to the entire world, what would you say? (E)
If you could ask a single person a question, and they had to answer truthfully, who and what would it be? (E)
What is honor and does it matter? (E)
Do you see yourself as the hero or the villain in your story? (E)
Is being open-minded a virtue if it allows destructive ideas to spread through society? (E)
What questions would you ask your future self? (E)
Thank you E for coming up with these questions! We were originally going to use these for Psych2Go’s questions of the day series, but figured maybe having it all posted like this would be good. So here ya go! :) Feel free to message us your response to these as well!
1. Probably a pepperoni pizza 2. My old best friend 3. No, since I never really know how others talk. 4. “Am I happy in the future with someone I truly love?”. 5. Absolutely yes. 6. Being honest. 7. Sometimes, since my name is kinda unique but its one of devil’s name. All hail me? 8. In my 30s. I won’t even care about my ages anymore. 9. A streamer! 10. Of course. 11. I friended with people I found alone. But Im always alone. So Im wanna be friend with myself. 12. Nope. 13. I forgot. 14. That is reality. 15. The hardest decisions… Myyy photossss. 16. Long termssss 17. Going back to the good 5 year ol times. 18. Both equal. 19. Emotional Ego Curious 20. Depend on what kind of day 21. For survival? Not really. But human need emotions to be a descent human. 22. TlDR: I live never follow the society and love so many beatiful individual. 23. Everyone has different ways of thinking. 24. “I am a stone on a corpse.” 25. “Yow, can we all be like… You know? Stop fuckin doing bad things. I have wait so long for that. That what she said. Love you, mom.” 26. My special individual. “Will you be brave enough to with me forever?” 27. Honor is important and matter for living. 28. Villian. 29. Hmm… 30. Did you get a stable job? You own a house? Is ours family happy? Are you glad to live until now?
If you answered these questions, tag @psych2go and we shall have a look! :)
Loveless work, boring work, work valued only because others haven’t got even that much, however loveless and boring — this is one of the harshest human miseries.
Wisława Szymborska, “Nobel Lecture 1996: The Poet and the World” (via misswallflower)
Susanna and the Elders, Restored (Left)
Susanna and the Elders, Restored with X-ray (Right)
Kathleen Gilje, 1998
Oooh my gosh this is rad. This is so rad.
For those who don’t know about this painting, the artist was the Baroque artist Artemisia Gentileschi.
Gentileschi was a female painter in a time when it was very largely unheard of for a woman to be an artist. She managed to get the opportunity for training and eventual employment because her father, Orazio, was already a well established master painter who was very adamant that she get artistic training. He apparently saw a high degree of skill in some artwork she did as a hobby in childhood. He was very supportive of her and encouraged her to resist the “traditional attitude and psychological submission to brainwashing and the jealousy of her obvious talents.”
Gentileschi became extremely well known in her time for painting female figures from the Bible and their suffering. For example, the one seen above depicts the story from the Book of Daniel. Susanna is bathing in her garden when two elders began to spy on her in the nude. As she finishes they stop her and tell her that they will tell everyone that they saw her have an affair with a young man (she’s married so this is an offense punishable by death) unless she has sex with them. She refuses, they tell their tale, and she is going to be put to death when the protagonist of the book (Daniel) stops them.
So that painting above? That was her first major painting. She was SEVENTEEN-YEARS-OLD. For context, here is a painting of the same story by Alessandro Allori made just four years earlier in 1606:
Wowwwww. That does not look like a woman being threatened with a choice between death or rape. So imagine 17 year old Artemisia trying to approach painting the scene of a woman being assaulted. And she paints what is seen in the x-ray above. A woman in horrifying, grotesque anguish with what appears to be a knife poised in her clenched hand. Damn that shit is real. Who wants to guess that she was advised by, perhaps her father or others, to tone it down. Women can’t look that grotesque. Sexual assault can’t be depicted as that horrifying. And women definitely can’t be seen as having the potential to fight back. Certainly not in artwork. Women need to be soft. They need to wilt from their captors but still look pretty and be a damsel in distress. So she changed it.
What’s interesting to note is that she eventually painted and stuck with some of her own, less traditional depictions of women. However, that is more interesting with some context.
(Warning for reference to rape, torture, and images of paintings which show violence and blood.)
So, Gentileschi’s story continues in the very next year, 1611, when her father hires Agostino Tassi, an artist, to privately tutor her. It was in this time when Tassi raped her. He then proceeded to promise that he would marry her. He pointed out that if it got out that she had lost her virginity to a man she wasn’t going to marry then it would ruin her. Using this, he emotionally manipulated her into continuing a sexual relationship with him. However, he then proceeded to marry someone else. Horrified at this turn of events she went to her father. Orazio was having none of this shit and took Tassi to court. At that time, rape wasn’t technically an offense to warrant a trial, but the fact that he had taken her virginity (and therefore technically “damaged Orazio’s property”. ugh.) meant that the trial went along. It lasted for 7 months. During this time, to prove the truth of her words, Artemisia was given invasive gynecological examinations and was even questioned while being subjected to torture via thumb screws. It was also discovered during the trial that Tassi was planning to kill his current wife, have an affair with her sister, and steal a number of Orazio’s paintings. Tassi was found guilty and was given a prison sentence of…. ONE. YEAR……. Which he never even served because the verdict was annulled.
During this time and a bit after (1611-1612), Artemisia painted her most famous work of Judith Slaying Holofernes. This bible story involved Holofernes, an Assyrian general, leading troops to invade and destroy Bethulia, the home of Judith. Judith decides to deal with this issue by coming to him, flirting with him to get his guard down, and then plying him with food and lots of wine. When he passed out, Judith and her handmaiden took his sword and cut his head off. Issue averted. The subject was a very popular one for art at the time. Here is a version of the scene painted in 1598-99 by Carivaggio, whom was a great stylistic influence on Artemisia:
This depiction is a pretty good example of how this scene was typically depicted. Artists usually went out of their way to show Judith committing the act (or having committed it) while trying to detach her from the actual violence of it. In this way, they could avoid her losing the morality of her character and also avoid showing a woman committing such aggression. So here we see a young, rather delicate looking Judith in a pure white dress. She is daintily holding down this massive man and looks rather disgusted and upset at having to do this. Now, here is Artemisia’s:
Damn. Thats a whole different scene. Here Holofernes looks less like he’s simply surprised by the goings ons and more like a man choking on his own blood and struggling fruitlessly against his captors. The blood here is less of a bright red than in Carrivaggio’s but is somehow more sickening. It feels more real, and gushes in a much less stylized way than Carrivaggio’s. Not to mention, Judith here is far from removed from the violence. She is putting her physical weight into this act. Her hands (much stronger looking than most depictions of women’s hands in early artwork) are working hard. Her face, as well, is completely different. She doesn’t look upset, necessarily, but more determined.
It’s also worth note that the handmaiden is now involved in the action. It’s worth note because, during her rape trial, Artemisia stated that she had cried for help during the initial rape. Specifically she had called for Tassi’s female tenant in the building, Tuzia. Tuzia not only ignored her cries for help, but she also denied the whole happening. Tuzia had been a friend of Artemisia’s and in fact was one of her only female friends. Artemisia felt extremely betrayed, but rather than turning her against her own gender, this event instilled in her the deep importance of female relationships and solidarity among women. This can be seen in some of her artwork, and I believe in the one above, as well, with the inclusion of the handmaiden in the act.
So, I just added a million words worth of information dump on a post when no one asked me, but there we go. I could talk for ages about Artemisia as a person and her depictions of women (even beyond what I wrote above. Don’t get me started on her depictions of female nudes in comparison to how male artists painted nude women at the time.)
To sum up: Artemisia Gentileschi is rad as hell. This x-ray is also rad as hell and makes her even radder.
I love art history.
I’m reblogging this again to add something that I also think is important to know about Artemisia Gentileschi. Back in her time and through even to TODAY, there are people who argue that her artworks were greatly aided by her father…. As in he either helped her paint them or just straight up painted them himself. Hell, there are a number of works only recently (past several years or so) that have been officially attributed to Artemisia because people originally saw the signature with “Gentileschi” in it and automatically attributed it to Orazio. So, not only was Artemisia Gentileschi an amazing artist and amazing historical figure, but I don’t want it to be ignored that there are people over 400 years later who still won’t give her the credit she deserves, just because she’s a woman and obviously women can’t paint like she did.
I fucking love Artemisia Gentileschi
ITS BACK ON MY DASH. the post that got me started researching my now favourite artist:)
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