pirates / ocean / 18thc aesthetic sideblog @chiropteracupola | nattering on about men in powdered wigs agane | currently on a perilous quest to watch every film adaptation of kidnapped ever made <- paused cos I had begun to feel ill
and EVEN WHEN things were more muted/neutral, the neutrality was OFFSET by ACCENT COLORS and HIGH CONTRAST between the wood tones and everything ELSE
ALSO AMERICAN COLONIAL INTERIORS POPPED OFF, Y'ALL (IN TERMS OF COLOR/COZINESS)
PEOPLE USED WHITEWASH AND COLORFUL TRIM OR EVEN JUST COLORFUL FURNITURE IF THEY COULD AFFORD TO DO SO
AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON FRENCH AND BRITISH AND AMERICAN WALLPAPERS
"ELIZABETH" YOU CRY, "WHY ARE YOU BEING SO EXTRA THIS MORNING?! IT'S MONDAY"
Because, my friend, my war on GREIGE will NEVER end.
Historic interiors were filled with LIFE and LIGHT and COLOR. ALWAYS HAVE BEEN.
Part of the reason we don't see a lot of textile art is because, frankly, textiles tend to degrade over time - especially ones that had utility! And yes, pigments and weaving and dying all boosted the expense of things, when we were finally reliably block-printing fabrics and broad reams of paper, it was no longer just the wealthy who could afford pretty patterns!
In the Americas, a far wider variety of pigments also became available because of the abundance of... well, a shitton of flora and minerals, some of which weren't as common in Europe.
WHY THE HIGHLIGHTER COLORS? you ask.
CANDLES.
Those colors reflect candlelight and natural sunlight REALLY WELL.
Humans LOVE bright colors, it's NOT just a thing for kids. We live in a brilliant, vibrant, multifaceted world. We ALWAYS have.
(STOP MAKING YOUR HISTORIC SIMS 4 BUILDS BE BLAND. STOP IT.)
it's been a long time but we are BACK to the SEMI ETERNAL KIDNAPPEDATHON. tonight we are watching the RUSSIAN DUB of SCHÜSSE UNTERM GALGEN because that is the ONLY VERSION OF IT I CAN FIND, and we are watching it WITHOUT SUBTITLES.
deeply unserious production history thought: fascinated by how undeservingly fabulous ebenezer often becomes in adaptation. there's a thought to be had about that, but I'm unsure of quite what to make of it at present.
more serious production history thought: I'm having difficulty turning up his name, but as far as I can tell, this is the first actor of color in any adaptation of kidnapped! he seems to take the place of ransome the cabin boy, and consequently I would be really interested in seeing the side of him that I'm missing by not being able to parse the dialogue, so if russian or german speakers reading this want to take a look of their own at this movie, I'd love unpack more about this character
it's been a long time but we are BACK to the SEMI ETERNAL KIDNAPPEDATHON. tonight we are watching the RUSSIAN DUB of SCHÜSSE UNTERM GALGEN because that is the ONLY VERSION OF IT I CAN FIND, and we are watching it WITHOUT SUBTITLES.
deeply unserious production history thought: fascinated by how undeservingly fabulous ebenezer often becomes in adaptation. there's a thought to be had about that, but I'm unsure of quite what to make of it at present.
more serious production history thought: I'm having difficulty turning up his name, but as far as I can tell, this is the first actor of color in any adaptation of kidnapped! he seems to take the place of ransome the cabin boy, and consequently I would be really interested in seeing the side of him that I'm missing by not being able to parse the dialogue, so if russian or german speakers reading this want to take a look of their own at this movie, I'd love unpack more about this character
it's been a long time but we are BACK to the SEMI ETERNAL KIDNAPPEDATHON. tonight we are watching the RUSSIAN DUB of SCHÜSSE UNTERM GALGEN because that is the ONLY VERSION OF IT I CAN FIND, and we are watching it WITHOUT SUBTITLES.
it's been a long time but we are BACK to the SEMI ETERNAL KIDNAPPEDATHON. tonight we are watching the RUSSIAN DUB of SCHÜSSE UNTERM GALGEN because that is the ONLY VERSION OF IT I CAN FIND, and we are watching it WITHOUT SUBTITLES.
it's been a long time but we are BACK to the SEMI ETERNAL KIDNAPPEDATHON. tonight we are watching the RUSSIAN DUB of SCHÜSSE UNTERM GALGEN because that is the ONLY VERSION OF IT I CAN FIND, and we are watching it WITHOUT SUBTITLES.
it's been a long time but we are BACK to the SEMI ETERNAL KIDNAPPEDATHON. tonight we are watching the RUSSIAN DUB of SCHÜSSE UNTERM GALGEN because that is the ONLY VERSION OF IT I CAN FIND, and we are watching it WITHOUT SUBTITLES.
it's been a long time but we are BACK to the SEMI ETERNAL KIDNAPPEDATHON. tonight we are watching the RUSSIAN DUB of SCHÜSSE UNTERM GALGEN because that is the ONLY VERSION OF IT I CAN FIND, and we are watching it WITHOUT SUBTITLES.
Sand pipers running very quickly together as it is their typical behavior. They stick together because they are small but together they are a swarm and swarms can be speedy; it is their greatest trait apart from their uncanny ability to find treats in the sands
idk if this is quite what i want it to be & i might try it again some other time but illustration for another one of my dream stories
[id in alt]
and the story, which is not my favorite from the collection but whatever. its a dream converted into a short story (extremely short, in this case) so it doesnt make a huge amount of sense
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I remember seeing a fish so big it scared me.
I only saw the shadow, of course, lurking just under the surface of the murky water beneath the bridge. It seemed impossibly big for something passing through a little New Jersey college campus. It seemed like a sea monster.
I staggered after my neighbor, a brace on each leg preventing me from keeping by his side. I don't think he entirely knew who I was, or maybe he did and he just didn't want to be associated with someone who wasn't quite as cool. He walked just a stride ahead of me, sometimes matching my pace, sometimes hurrying forward with an uncomfortable glance over his shoulder. I don't know why I was so determined to keep up with him. I suppose I just didn't want to walk back to the dorm building by myself.
He slowed down after a while; maybe he felt bad seeing me hobbling along trying to keep up. We walked side by side and we chatted. We hadn't really talked before, but we'd seen each other around plenty; we lived right across the hall from each other. My legs ached as we started up the gentle arch of the bridge. A group of guys stood by the rail at the top, laughing and joking around and talking about fishing. I thought about the fish.
"I saw a fish so big it scared me once," I said as we walked inside. It was dark and cool in the lobby of the building, a nice contrast from the hot sun that had been beating down on us.
"Well, haven't most people?"
"It was like..." I thought about the fish, and suddenly I couldn't remember how big it had been. A few feet? Several? As big as a car? As a bus? I could see the shadow in my mind, passing ominously under the surface of the water, but I couldn't place it in an environment. To tell you the truth, I couldn't even quite recall where I'd seen it. I could see its silhouette, long and broad, with a snout like an alligator's, twisting and gliding through murky green. It swam behind my eyes and I swam before it, absolutely nowhere.
I returned from my mind to find myself alone in the lobby, my neighbor having slipped away while I was lost in thought. I suppose it didn't matter how big the fish had been anyhow.
When the brand-new Siennese ship Viareggio is sent to deal with some corsairs on an island near Bajor, everything seems like it's going swimmingly. But after she enters a vicious storm in the Atlantic and exits it just southeast of Australia, her intrepid crew must set about on a long journey home. Along the way, they will encounter sea monsters, ghost ships, islands with all manner of peoples, and a massive zombie pirate fleet bent on taking the vessel and everything on it!
Caterina Jacobini: Basically just Janeway’s character in the da Vinci simulations, I guess.
Seven o’ Nine: Cured zombie.
Mr. Neely: A Scottish castaway who has invented strange new recipes from the limited resources of his island.
Kes: A mermaid who kept Neely company while he was stranded.
Tuvok: A member of the ancient Cult of Vulcan, which was blessed with great wisdom and long life by the eponymous Roman fire god.
Tom of Paris: A wisecracking, occasionally irresponsible, but talented helmsman.
Ha-jun Kim: Fresh-faced, eager eternal ensign.
Chalmecatl: A Nahua former pirate captain who raided Spanish galleons, now Jacobini’s second-in-command.
B’Elanna Torres: A half-human, half-shark engineer. I thought a tiger shark fit her personality best.
Probus: A ghostly Roman doctor kept in a terracotta jar.
Queen of the Dead: Leader of the zombies pursuing the ship, the Queen is determined to reassimilate Seven.
Naomi Whaleman: “How do I put a new spin on Naomi? … Screw it, just make her a narwhal.”
Icheb: Another de-zombified crewmember, recognizable by the barnacles permanently embedded on his nose and forehead.
Probus’ mobile emitter: crab
Next week: Deep Sea Nine
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