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[fuckyeahvintageillustration]

'The Secret Garden' by Frances Hodgson Burnett, illustrated by Charles Robinson. Published 1912 by William Heinemann, London.

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[oedokuipers-deactivated20161211]

international productions » Rebecca in Hungary

[perechenuga]

i love this movie and all them so much and it would be a crime for me not to repost.

[hominisaevum]

Vasa is a Swedish XVII century warship and one of Sweden’s most popular tourist attractions. No wonder since it is also the oldest, and probably best preserved, shipwreck to date.

[joachimmurat-archive-deactivate]

Wait, this is the one that sank right in the harbor in front of basically everyone, right?

[drcalvin]

Yep. Our pride and glory overturned and went ‘blorp’ before it really started its maiden voyage.

[apfelstrudelz-blog]

Dreams/Nightmares

[perechenuga]

нет, это бесподобно. я мёртв.

[apfelstrudelz-blog]

Elisabeth das Disney animated musical movie (female lead not pictured)

[perechenuga]

ну вот, опять начинается. я плачу слоновьими слезами. это ж чудесно!!!

[spookydraws]

And in today’s episode of "Dear Tumblr gods please don’t let Ross or Eyzen find this blog"… 

So yeah I actually like this lineart; it had been a while since I really sat down for traditional draws that aren’t lame ten minute sketches; it was nice to work on this. And sweet baby J I will never tire of drawing profiles. c:

[perechenuga]

"Bester Sire!" rief indessen Andres, "bester Sire! so geht es nicht!" — "Wie geht es denn, mein Guter?" sprach Paphnutius, nahm seinen Minister beim Knopfloch und zog ihn hinein in das Kabinett, dessen Türe er abschloß.

E. T. A. Hoffmann, "Kleine Zaches genannt Zinnober".

— Преславный государь, — воскликнул меж тем Андрес, — преславный государь, так дело не делается! — А как же оно делается, любезный? — спросил Пафнутий, ухватил министра за петлицу и повлек его в кабинет, замкнув за собою двери.

Э. Т. А. Гофман, "Крошка Цахес по прозванию Циннобер".

[art-and-fury]

Kwaidan - Vania Zouravliov

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[neonandglitter-deactivated20170]

Sooo, did someone say shallow sparkledeath appreciation (like ten hours ago)? xD

Anyway, this is a sketch (of the how-does-your-face-work kind) turned inking practice (of the how-do-you-ink-with-a-brushpen kind). Then the brown ink just happened. IDK, it was late. >.>”

Now, back to that Death/Lucheni drawing I need to finish… (how do you face, Serkan? How???)

[drcalvin]

\o/ It is LOVELY, I really like the pose and the kind of.. gentle, but still a bit creepy facial expression, very true to how I feel he looks in the musical.

(I also lol at how every artist ever tends to go how do you face him???)

[perechenuga]

OOOOOHH I NEED THIS ON MY PAGE!!!!!

[art-and-fury]

Little Red Riding Hood - Gabriel Ferrier

others)

[art-and-fury]

The Last Hour of the Night - Harry Clarke illustration for Dublin of the Future by Patrick Abercrombie, 1922

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[art-and-fury]

In the Crystal Depths - N.C. Wyeth

[heckyeahmisssaigon]

Original Broadway Cast highlights

Kim - Lea Salonga

Chris - Willy Falk

Engineer - Jonathan Pryce

John - Hinton Battle

Ellen - Liz Callaway

Thuy - Barry K. Bernal

Gigi - Marina Chapa

[art-and-fury]

The Thief - Jamie Wyeth

[perechenuga]

there is no reason to complain about life, i 'm studying in one of the best universities in my country, i have plenty of opportunities to do. if they were not, maybe, i would have cried, but now i can’t enjoy anything. i constantly lose self-control. having no reaction to anything is my long-standing habit, and i just don’t know what will happen during the next breakdown, i fear it. there are no acquaintances who could piss me off, but it doesn’t change the situation. nights are insufferable, i'm afraid to sleep - heavy dreams come to my head - but I can’t sleep, instead this i shake under a blanket. this is the third day without any sleep. i get up and read aloud - there is no one with whom i could talk. and there is no net in my room, so i can’t talk to my mother (luckily, i can’t do it. but soon i'll have to return home and i can’t imagine what about i 'll talk to her - all of her topics are infinitely distant from me, and of course she’ll begin to freak out when she sees what i am now). the net works in the dining room, but i can’t be there - too many shouting and laughing people stand inside, i shake whenever someone moves in my direction. i have never understood how people can complain in the net - most of the answers they receive are no more than formality - and i don’t understand why i'm writing this, for it’s not the appeal to anyone and, at any rate, i wont feel better if anyone notices this.

[fleurdulys]

Loup - Zdislaw Beksinski

2003

[fleurdulys]

Under the Burden of Misery - Teodor Axentowicz