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So excited to share this illustrations I had the pleasure of creating for Bloomberg Businessweek for the article “The Steamy, Magical and Now Very Lucrative Romantasy Business” by Hannah Miller and Madison Muller.

Such a fun one to work on!

Art direction by Chandra Illick.

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the horrors persist but so do books, art, hot chocolate, winter nights, the moon, the sea, the stars, sunsets, literature, libraries, cats, flowers, stories, love and the wistful feeling you get when you finally return home

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theo van gogh was the one who suggested that his older brother vincent start seriously painting. as soon as theo was gainfully employed he gave vincent around 15% of his own yearly salary for art supplies, lodging, and food. about 2/3rds of vincent's surviving letters were to theo (including vincent's earliest and last letters), all of which were found stored in theo's desk. theo's child, vincent willem, was born on january 31st, 1890, and vincent was so delighted by his nephew that he painted almond blossoms for him. vincent shot himself half a year later on july 29th, 1890. theo's distress at his brother's death worsened his syphilis symptoms and he died half a year after his brother on january 25th, 1891 (four days before vincent willem's first birthday). theo was reburied next to vincent in auvers-sur-oise at the request of theo's wife johanna.

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Almond Blossoms, 1890, Vincent van Gogh

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And that love lived on Theo's wife, Johanna, who was the one who pushed for the preservation of Vincent's paintings. Johanna who made sure that her husband's beloved brother would not be forgotten. Johanna who fought tooth and nail so that Theo and Vincent would never be forgotten. Johanna who carried the family legacy, who made sure that the works of Vincent would be kept in her possession. And then Vincent Willem, named for a uncle so loved, carried this legacy and founded the Van Gogh museum in Amsterdam.

The van Gogh family history is deeply interwoven with love. It was the love of a brother that gave a young man the courage to paint and the resources to do so. It was the love of a woman for her husband and her husband's beloved brother that made that story known. And it was the love of a nephew, who was so deeply loved even if for such a short time, that made it possible for the world to know Vincent van Gogh.

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This is a real picture taken by photographer Keinichi Ohno. It's a single photo of a bird standing at the edge of some water with a wall and its reflection creating a fascinating optical illusion.

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The story of a marble worker Evrard Flignot from Brussels who devastated by the death of his wife built a pretty mausoleum for her in Cimetière de Laeken.

At first look inside, there is a mourner reaching out to an empty wall. But, once a year, on the day of the summer solstice, the Sun draws a light that recalls this love for almost a century.

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from @romania on ig . “What is it about a winter storm that stirs something ancient in the soul? The Vaser Valley, cloaked in its alabaster raiment, offers a tableau of unearthly splendor. Here, amidst the Maramureș wilds, the venerable Mocănița train, a relic of steam and iron, threads its way through the vortex of snow. Each whistle is a hymn to forgotten epochs, each puff of smoke a specter lost in the whorls of a celestial blizzard. It doesn’t merely move through the storm—it communes with it, drawing the heavens to earth in a cosmic embrace.[…]”

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^mental gymnastics of the forcefield denier

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Posters for National Theater of Korea's production of Macbeth, designed by Yuni Yoshida and photographed by Noh Juhan. [1][2]

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The hymn to the goddess Nikkal is the oldest piece of music known to humankind. It’s engraved in cuneiform on a tablet from 1400 BC.

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The Hurrian Hymn to Nikkal from 12th century BCE Ugarit in Syria is currently the oldest piece of annotated music known to history being well over 3,200 years old. It dates from between 1400 and 1200 BCE and was discovered in the libraries of the city of Ugarit, today called Ras Shamra.

Although it was written in Ugaritic cuneiform it is actually in Hurrian rather than a West Semitic dialect such as Akkadian, Canaanite, Amorite, Aramaic, or proto-Hebrew. This is a hymn to the Great Goddess Nikkal (Nikkalu in Ugaritic) composed by a sacred scribe by the name of Hammurapi.

In addition to the words of the prayer there are also instructions for the tuning of the kinnor (lyre) and these have been the focus of several studies by palaeo-musicologists.

The Hymn to Nikkai, Heritage for Peace