Water Lilies, 1916, Claude Monet
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Water Lilies, 1916, Claude Monet
another lighting study ft. geordi! i moved the chess set out of the way so it looks more like he’s staring out into space…. contemplating
I know people like to clown on aspects of classic Disney films that don't feel grounded in reality. But I've worked both front and back of house in restaurants of varying quality. And if I found out our line cook or something served a full plate of spaghetti to two dogs in an alley, I would consider that like. Like not good. But possible.
I've said it before, I will say it again. Tramp was shown latter in the movie to be a ratter. It is not at all farfetched to think that he might have once hunted a bunch of rats that threatened the restaurant and so the head chef considers him a valuable ex-employee and friend.
tramp protected that restaurant from remy
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[id: art of occtis tachonis. he is drawn in front of a night sky with a crescent moon, a stone tower, and fog; the art is at an angle. occtis has one hand clenched in a fist by his side, and the other held up, glowing with green energy. its bones are visible, and green energy wafts off the fingers. occtis's eyes and potion bottles glow the same color. end id.]
After the Mystic Carrion fight, Halsin was the only survivor, and with no revivify scrolls handy he went to Withers to bring Gale,Astarion, and Karlach back. But as it happened to be the second time he'd talked to him, Withers wanted to inquire about something else…
always funny to remember darth vader is anakin skywalker. the adrenaline junkie chucklefuck who used to dive head first out of speeders and built a pod racer in his yard when he was like six is now upper-middle management for the evil empire. half of his appearances in the original trilogy are Meetings. vader spends like 80% of his time dealing with bureaucratic bullshit. status updates. team meetings. holo-Zooms. budget rundowns. anakin betrayed the jedi and caused the fall of the republic and his punishment is being CC'd on every email forever. and you know what. he would hate that. the punishment fits the criminal
“Sam struggled with his own weariness, and he took Frodo’s hand; and there he sat silent till deep night fell. Then at last, to keep himself awake, he crawled from the hiding-place and looked out. The land seemed full of creaking and cracking and sly noises, but there was no sound of voice or of foot. Far above the Ephel Dúath in the West the night-sky was still dim and pale. There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
–J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King, “The Land of Shadow”
Cat paw prints in the medieval floor tiles of the 12th century CE St Peter Church in Wormleighton, England
no one did clowns like pratchett. sure "the fool jingled miserably across the floor" but that's just the tip of the iceberg....imagine alluding to a character's tragic backstory and deep repression of his true nature and heavily implying he might be a vampire before revealing the identity he's been battling against all book is actually just a literal circus clown
like this quote is so metal considering it is yelled in a courtroom in a book about the corruption of banks but ive never been more terrified of a man in a massive red elastic nose before. one well thrown custard pie nearly brought down an entire government.
The fools guild is the only guild more feared than the assassins guild. Mr. Whiteface is possibly the only person in Ahnk-Morpork more terrifying than Samuel Vimes or Lord Vetinari. Sam Vimes will gut you with a dull knife if it's for the greater good. Lord Vetinari will have someone else gut you with a dull knife if it's for the greater good or you're annoying him. Mr. Whiteface will gut you with a dull knife in a lecture hall in front of 1000 student fools while calmly and dryly explaining WHY THEY SHOULD BE LAUGHING, and why you should be laughing, and then make a balloon animal out of your intestines, all without getting his white suit dirty.
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Another narrative interlude from my first playthrough, taking place the night after Elminster's visit.
Comet at Dunstanburgh Castle
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Title: The Watering Pots Artist: Theodore Robinson (American, 1852-1896) Date: 1890 Genre: genre art, portraiture Movement: American Impressionism Medium: oil on canvas Dimensions: 55.9 cm (22 in) high x 45.8 cm (18 in) wide Location: Brooklyn Museum, New York City, NY, USA
Theodore Robinson, from Irasburg, Vermont, was one of the most important exponents of American Impressionism. After studying in New York and Paris, he struck up a close friendship with Claude Monet at Giverny. His career and life were cut short by a severe asthma attack at the age of only 43.
One more in the W column for Japan.
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once again i love how star wars takes place in a massive galaxy with thousands of planets and billions of people, and yet every bounty hunter knows each other personally
It's called networking babe
when Boba Fett adds you on LinkedIn you know you've made it
Pride & Prejudice variation where eldest half-sister Caroline Bingley marries a widowed Mr. Bennet with five daughters and then gets her brother to rent Netherfield Park so she can throw her stepdaughters at him and his friend Darcy so her son doesn't have to support 5 spinsters
"Look Charles, there are five of them, four are pretty, they all have different personalities so there must be one who clicks with you, take her off my hands."
"Yes, Mr. Bennet STILL refuses to let me take them all to London. I could get these girls married off so quickly if I could get them there, you cannot even imagine."
All the girls have pristine educations and dowries because Caroline wants them GONE and she knows how to do it
Wouldn't she just marry them off to whomever just to dispose of them?
Caroline? The Queen of Networking? No, she's got five chances at making advantageous connections and she's gonna use them
#caroline bingley would be planning an entire caroline empire based on the advantageous connections she can make for the girls#i don't know why people are changing austen ladies into girlbosses when caroline bingley is RIGHT THERE
You get me @captain-kit-adventuress
Girl has PLOTS
And the evil things that he had perverted and walked abroad in the dark and slumbering woods were haunted by monsters and shapes of dread
I love the horror of the early days of the elves so much. The dark forests and unspeakable forms. The vanishings and paranoia. The way the shadows seep into their dawning languages and cultures and are never quite outrun.
I think of petroglyphs carved of dreadful shapes upon stones no one has laid eyes upon for thousands of years.
I think of whispered stories that are still remembered by those who never went to Valinor, of dark corners of the forests still avoided.
I think of jagged nightmares that are still felt by those who never saw these shapes themselves but who were themselves shaped by a fear of them.
There is a word in the early language of the elves; grauk meaning monster. This word originates from the root ruk meaning “terrible shapes and the fear they inspire”. Balrog derives from a related word as do several other words for demons and monsters.
Terrible shapes and the fear they inspire. This is something that is so primal, so long in the collective memory of the elves that it exists in the very first words they ever spoke and it echoes through their later languages like a scream.