The Gleaming Ones - Michel Buylen
Belgian, b. 1953 -
Oil on panel , 30 x 40 cm.

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The Gleaming Ones - Michel Buylen
Belgian, b. 1953 -
Oil on panel , 30 x 40 cm.
actually using my sketchbook.. old farmhouse down the canal , greenhouse on the allotments, garden plants
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this is so good this is SO good this is SO SO SO GOOD. languagehat you remain undefeated linksource. absolutely beautiful descriptions of arabic typography, calligraphy, etc, with technical details both scriptologically and in terms of the problems with the code. sorry for a long-ass pullquote that isn't even especially representative but this section made me SO happy
The first book printed in movable Arabic type was a book of hours, Kitāb Ṣalāt al-Sawāʿī, produced in 1514 in Fano, in the Papal States, by the Venetian printer Gregorio de' Gregori. It was set by craftsmen who could not read a word of what they were setting, and you can tell: letters detach at the joints, dots drift away from their letters, final forms turn up in the middle of words.
Two decades later the Paganini press in Venice printed the first Qurʾān in movable type, a commercial venture aimed at the Ottoman market, and it failed so completely (typographic errors compounded by textual ones, in the one book whose point is textual fidelity) that every copy vanished and scholars spent four centuries politely doubting the edition had ever existed. Then in 1987 a single copy surfaced in the library of a Venetian friary, where it had been sitting the whole time.
The Ottoman side of the story is usually told in one sentence, "the sultans banned printing," and the sentence is doing suspicious amounts of work. The standard account has Bayezid II prohibiting printing in Arabic characters in 1485 and Selim I renewing the ban in 1515 on pain of death. The inconvenient detail, which the historian Kathryn Schwartz laid out in 2017, is that no text of either edict survives, and the story traces back to the reports of European travellers. Which does not mean it is false; it means the favourite explanation for why the Islamic world "missed" printing rests on evidence that would not survive a code review. What is actually documented is that the first Ottoman Muslim press, İbrahim Müteferrika's in Istanbul, opened in 1727, and that the deeper resistance was professional and aesthetic rather than theological: an empire employing tens of thousands of calligraphers in a refined, thousand-year-old craft looked at Fano-quality output and saw, quite reasonably, a downgrade. They were the only people in this story with working quality assurance.
In my ravenous search for some unheinous thing with which to play my vast and ancient music library, I've discovered beautiful FOSS creatures feasting upon the corpse of WinAmp
And what this means is I can now play music with an interface made up of pixel art old enough to rent a car
The internet is beautiful forever
Also i highly recommend getting a gaggle of friends together and scrolling through the piles and piles of archived winamp skins together. Peak experience.
kinda kagehina ive been thinking about lately for some reason
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absolutely looosssinggg it. i'm so obsessed with movies which portray the woman MC in a highly specific job because the writers clearly think it's like "off-beat" and "quirky" but have no idea how the field works whatsoever.
i decided to try a romcom i somehow missed i the 2000s 'head over heels' and i got 3 and a half minutes in and we're introduced to the lonely MC with bad taste in men as evidenced by her extremely short list of ex boyfriends, including her first boyfriend when she was 11 or something because i guess that's still relevant in her adult life.
so she's resigned herself to never finding love and prefers to ignore men to focus all her energy into her career.
this job is immediately presented as though it's for spinsters with no hope of ever finding a man.
the mc's lesbian bestie (whose first line involves her being scolded for being too sexual in the workplace, but moving on) points out their colleagues as evidence that they're doomed to a romance-less, sexless life if they don't switch up their shared career path. the colleagues are three old women, so-dubbed "the menopause triplets":
these women are presented as if they have no idea what's going on at any given moment. this is 2001, and presumably this is an entry level job requiring low effort and no experience.
then their boss bursts into the room, unceremoniously bumping a large painting into the door jam and walls, announcing that it's a new project for our MC.
our MC is thrilled to see the painting. apparently it's a light in the daily slog at her dreary job for loser women with nothing going on in their lives.
And that job is? Conservator of paintings (specializing in Renaissance) at the New York City Metropolitan Museum of Art.
The painting being handled like an old couch on its way to the curb?
The Bacchanal of the Andrians by Titian.
Her lesbian colleague who is presumably also a a highly trained & skilled curator finds it depressing that the MC is so excited about the painting.
it's a quirk unique to this MC that she cares so much about paintings, in her department at the metropolitan museum of art, where her colleagues find all that art business rather dreary. because we all know that's what conservators in extremely competitive museum positions are like.
I'm not saying there can't be lifelong love in here somewhere but I also just feel like the monogamous heterosexual marriage you're fantasizing about isn't necessarily best represented by the bacchanal. and that's okay. but i do stand by that.
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I always say that the thing which sets Sargent apart as a portrait artist is that he draws/paints literally every subject - no matter their gender, social position, life vs representational drawing etc - like he is right that minute realising he's desperately in love with them. And it rules every single time.
Examples pulled just from his Wikipedia page most popular works. Absolutely devastating scenes for bisexuals for over a century
Don't forget the ALLIGATORS. He loves them too.
sometimes i think and that’s all my brain can give me
so many starters now