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Single-leaf print from the late 17th century, Nuremberg. Image after Jakob von der Heyden, printed by David Funck.

Death, shown as a skeleton, is aiming a crossbow at the viewer of the print. To his feet lies a crossbow bolt which is labelled "Gestern" (yesterday). The bolt "Heute" (today) is nocked on the crossbow; the "Morgen"-bolt (tomorrow) is tucked in the quiver.

The text explains that being constantly aware of the possibility of death is the right outlook on life. (Bit dark, but that's the 17th century.)

Sadly, I haven't found an exemplar to cite yet, but there is more information in the book I got it from: Harms/ Schilling (2018): Illustrierte Deutsche Flugblätter. Bd. 9. This one is on pp. 12-13, no. IX,6.

#single-leaf prints #early modern prints #I love the idea with the bolts #memento mori #I just really like the idea #and the aesthetic

m--ood-deactivated20181217

Harvesting carrots.

bunjywunjy

jesus christ they’re all going to carrot heaven

acoolguy

just showed this video to my cousin who is a feudal serf and he threw his cap on the ground like yosemite sam

#carrotsss

myjetpack

my latest books cartoon for the Guardian.

#my thesis

catsbeaversandducks

By sin.xline

prinnay

[Spectra Knight]

pmamtraveller

By Jocelin Carmes

#Mann von Rendswühren

bowelfly

shronks

berlynn-wohl

a marriage of humankind's two greatest design achievements: the illuminated manuscript and the cool S

#gettingmedieval

bonecollecter

whitedogblog

Red octopus mosaic at the entrance to Musée Oceanographique Monaco

vampireapologist-archive-deacti

ppl are so annoying “you can’t paint ur bedroom pink you’re an adult” i did not spend my entire life waiting to grow up and control my life to paint my bedroom beige

hojolove

I had a sales woman in furniture store try and tell me not to buy a hot bubblegum pink loveseat because she wanted me to “think about the future”

Bitch, I am thinking about the future. I already got a hot bubblegum pink couch at home and now I need a loveseat to go with it.

madgastronomer

when I first bought my house, I announced my decision to paint my bedroom purple. I had wanted a purple bedroom for thirty damn years, you fucking bet I was gonna have one now. My friends decided, for some reason, that I meant what one of them referred to as “14 year old girl purple” (through what’s wrong with the colors a 14 year old girl chooses, I don’t know, even if they’re not what I want as an adult). They didn’t believe me until they saw the color on the actual wall, even thought they helped me pick out paints. My mother, meanwhile, decided to get worried that if I painted my bedroom a “dark purple”, it would be “depressing”. As if, with an entire house to live in, I would spend all my time in the bedroom, which I wanted to be dark because I would be sleeping in there. In the damn dark.

I had like one, maybe two friends who were all like FUCK YEAH YOU PAINT IT WHATEVER COLOR YOU WANT, PURPLE BEDROOMS ARE AWESOME.

But when they actualy saw the finished bedroom, every single one of them was like, “Oh yeah, that’s really pretty.” (Well, the ones who supported me from the beginning were more like WOOHOO.)

And the moral of the story is: Fuck ‘em, please yourself. Either they’ll come around, or you can safely ignore every question of taste they opine about for the rest of time.

themintycupcake

This applies to other adulting activities, too. When I was a kid, I decided that I wanted to have a wedding cake made of doughnuts. When I got older, I figured that I would be “mature” about it and get a traditional cake, which the older adults approved of. Now that I’m 25 and facing the possibility of actual marriage in the near future, I’m just like “marriage is a social construct but it comes with tax & insurance benefits, so just give me that goddamn doughnut cake.” If they don’t like it then they don’t have to come to my wedding.

aridotdash

https://xkcd.com/150/

undanewneon

I would like you all to view my office. I’m thirty and my rainbow room is awesome, people can fight me

spuffybot

I’m thirty and my first big furniture purchase was a custom coffin shaped coffee table that opens up and is lined with purple crushed velvet. I would have loved it at 13 and I love it now. Growing up doesn’t mean you have to abandon what makes you happy.

idareu2bme

GROWING UP DOESN’T MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.

the-haiku-bot

GROWING UP DOESN’T

MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON

WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

shadesofmauve

I have told this story before, and I will tell it again, because I am An Old now and repeating stories forever is our prerogative:

When I bought my house, the kitchen was multiple shades of dingy white. It was dismal, but it was now mine! So went to the hardware store for paint (well, several trips, painted swatches on panel, etc — I’m very picky. But this was the final, ‘real’ trip). It was a busy day in the paint section. There were at least five people behind me in line.

Now, remember, latex paint is slightly lighter and brighter when wet than it is when dry. And I’d decided to paint my kitchen candy-apple red. The hardware store employee took my gallon off the Paint Jiggler and cracked it open to put a dab on the top, revealing the most incredibly deep pink, and behind me I hear the entire line of people say,

“Oh my god.”

…in perfect chorus.

I did not realize up until that moment that shocking a crowd of strangers with my paint color choices was a life goal, but at that moment I felt an absolutely overwhelming sense of achievement.

marlynnofmany

This is the door to my garage. It used to be white. Live your best life.

Mischief the cat says “Who goes there?”

Every visiting friend says “This is so cool.”

If you’re looking for an excuse to do some decorating that will make your soul sing, this entire thread is your sign to do it and don’t look back!

the-haiku-bot

This is the door to

my garage. It used to be

white. Live your best life.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

chennnington

I’m 35. I have been told my place looks like maybe a LP fan lives there.

Not sure what they mean.

dykepuffs

When I first moved into my place, I painted the spare room, that eventually became my office, lime green, the kind of lime green that glows down the corridor when I open the door - The colour was only available as an “accent colour” in the section of paints intended for children’s playrooms, and in the shop I got a lot of “Oh your son will love this!” And from people I knew I got a lot of “Oh well, you’re 21 now, you’re basically a teenager, this is a terrible idea, you’ll hate it and need to pull out all the furniture to repaint it.” And I have to report that I am now in my forties and my office still looks like this, and it makes me smile every time I see it.

marzipanandminutiae

this is such a modern idea, too

not decorating trends; those have always existed. but the idea that color and decoration is inherently childish

this is the dining room at the Eustis Estate in Milton, Massachusetts, from 1878 (where I used to work, briefly). the walls are TEXTURED MICA SHIMMER on a green background. Adult Space For Adults!

A jewelry shop in Paris c. 1901. kids can’t buy jewelry!

who can forget the classic 1950s colorful bathroom? I’m not a huge fan, but still! adult space! bright colors; decorative designs!

meanwhile “you’re immature if you like Art Nouveau” is a hot take I’ve really, seriously seen on this webbed site (only once, thank the gods). I don’t know who started this, but I’m going to kill them

taraljc

I think a lot of it stems from the ubiquitous Waterhouse prints that were sold on college campuses for 20 years. like why would I get a free pass if it were Monet instead Western culture is stupid. The entire point of being an adult is breakfast for dinner and cake for breakfast and dying with the most toys.

catgirlralsei

instantly decided to reblog when i got to GROWING UP DOESN’T MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.

beatrice-otter

The examples of decorated homes above are both either modern or upper class, which makes it easy to dismiss because “sure the rich people have beautiful homes” and “sure, modern middle-class people have lots of color in their homes.”

So here’s two examples of traditional Norwegian farmhouse interiors. You know. The kinds of places peasants live in.

This type of painting is called “rosemaling” and today you usually find it on, like, carved wooden bowls and such that are only used for decoration. But back two centuries ago, it was very common to find the interiors of homes covered in it, in projects that were painted little by little over the decades. Because it’s beautiful to look at, paint is the cheapest way of decorating your house, and what else are you going to do on the long winter nights when it’s too dark and cold to work outdoors?

But mostly, they did it because it made them happy, and it was beautiful.

Those old peasants were on to something, I think.

destinationtoast

I painted rooms in my house these colors and some people had doubts:

I have been SO HAPPY.

vaspider

My wife painted the walls of my studio ORANGE. Glorious sunset orange.

I have always wanted a room that was an amazing color and this one is mine.

asteroidtroglodyte

The Kim Karsashian Cult of Beige is a stain on civilization and I cannot believe I have to fucking live through it swear to gos WE’RE APES OUR ENCLOSURES NEED ENRICHMENT FFS

soclonely

Rest area in Oregon having very important messages in the bathroom stalls. Needing this reminder

pregnanthudsonwilliams

not naming names but some of you are so creative and talented it's an honor to have you in my phone

ltwilliammowett

A Liverpool coffee cup, by John and Jane Pennington, c. 1775-1790

communist-ant-hill

Ya'll remember how online games made specifically for children were programmed in a way that made it practically impossible to share your personal info?

When age, gender, location was censured like profanity in the name of protecting kids?

But suddenly the Only Way to keep children safe online is to make sure that they have 0 privacy?

Yeah ok. Sure. For the children.

emcads

we all talk about elizabeth’s kiss of death but i want to talk about how every ship james ever sails on ( the dauntless, the interceptor, the pearl, the endeavor ) ends up at the bottom of the ocean with the exception of the dutchman, which is the ship that he himself dies on