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Enric Monserday Vidal (Spanish, 1850-1926) Madonna and Child, n.d.
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Reblogging because everyone deserves to know the creator of this masterpiece
(The piece is called Master's Blessing btw)
Original post located.
Sadly, the original post was deleted, but I found the tweet archived here.
Master’s Blessing was posted to deviantart on September 7, 2016.
"If you meant what you said Alistair, then swear on the divine. 'Tis not often you get to be in her presence" "I- It's- You never stopped being mean, do you?"
Rindhil, Cheryl (friend's cousland-theirin rook) & Kieran eavesdropping outside..
[Image description: a screenshot of text paired with an image. The text reads “In 1939, in Kansas, Wheat mills owners realised that women were using their sacks to make into clothes for their children, the mills started using flowered fabrics for their sacks so the kids would have pretty clothes, and the label would wash out, a gesture of pure kindness”. The image attached is a sepia-toned photograph of a smiling woman wearing a green blouse and patterned skirt standing in front of a pile of wheat sacks that are using patterned fabrics. /ID end]
Actually, it started earlier than 1939, and it was smart marketing as much as anything else! Rural North American women used the cloth from feed and flour sacks to make towels, curtains, and other items as early as the 19th century. The companies making the feed and flour realized there was a market here, and they began adding patterns to the bags to encourage buying the same product every time. (For context, a 100-pound sack of chicken feed yields about 1 yard of fabric. 3 yards is the standard amount for a lot of adult dresses, and most people prefer that the parts of their garments match. So farm wives had an incentive to stick with, say, Gingham Girl products at least long enough to get enough gingham for a new dress.)
The making and wearing of feedsack clothing hit its peak in the 1930s and then began dropping off during WW2, when feedsacks switched to paper due to war rationing of cotton. But you can still find examples of feedsack patterns (special patterns made for use with feedsacks, sometimes printed right on the bags) floating around.
TL;DR, feedsack dresses and other clothes started WAY before 1939, mill owners knew about it long before that, and the pretty patterns were more about marketing than kindness. But turning feedsacks into clothing is still very cool of those long-ago rural folks to do.
Thank you, bright light.
ab. 1893 Scrap album fancy dress by Madame Gough, London (court dressmaker), Sarah Ann Gough (designer)
silk, cotton, linen, paper, glue, metal (fastening), wood, leather, baleen, wax, paint
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— DERRY GIRLS 2.03 — FLEABAG 2.03
- What did you find, dad?
- Me? Illumination.
Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, dir. Steven Spielberg (1989).
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My favourite response has always to be to look the person dead in the eye and ask them "what are my other options?"
Make them say the quiet part out loud. Make them look you in the eye and tell you that you are stronger than them. Make them understand that they might drive someone to the unthinkable with comments like that- and make them say it. Out loud. Make them take responsibility for the words they bandy around so thoughtlessly.
I find it so funny how Blackwall, when unguarded, is like, "fuck, balls, tits, whore." But 5 minutes from getting to know the lady Inquisitor, especially if she expresses interest in him, he's like, "My lady, I am but your humble servant, undeserving of your care or attention. Indeed, my sword-arm, nay, my whole being is at your disposal. I shall lay down my life at your word, or mere gesture, a look, even. I am but a stool ready to be stepped on."
I would have been tentatively neutral about this had I not seen the absolute state of his Elden Ring build that he posted when the game first came out
Wtf is this. Nerd credentials revoked
"Modern folk witches don't strictly adhere to the eight-spoked 'wheel of the year' used by other neopagans. We prefer to watch our local landscapes and identify days that correspond to the shifting of the seasons where we live. The wheel of the year is a modern invention, and no pagan societies can be said to have observed all of these dates. It's best to look to the lore for specific rituals for seasonal celebrations. Witches who live in Australia or Iceland may prefer different dates for their seasonal rites. What's important is that the days be governed by the tides of nature, not the shackles of convention."
- Roger J Horne's Folk Witchcraft: A Guide to Lore, Land, & the Familiar Spirit for the Solitary Practitioner
I appreciate this perspective as here in Australia, our seasons are just not the same. I'm up in Queensland, and I would say that our seasons are nowhere near as distinct as the classic spring, summer, autumn, and winter that you get in the Northern Hemisphere. I'm currently working on making a seasonal calendar by conferring with Gubbi Gubbi elders about traditional song lines that dictate the changing seasons. Here is a seasonal calendar that the The Wakka Wakka, Jarowair and Barrumgum tribes follow who are the traditional owners of the Bunya Mountains.
Many witches follow an inverted wheel of the year to 'match our seasons' but neither the traditions nor the actual seasons match and it just feels wrong... like sure the solstices (longest and shortest days of the year) can be celebrated but... our celebrations should match up with our regional seasons.
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