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‘Pumpie'
Elephant soft toy made of grey felt, dressed as a sailor in a smart, dark blue, woolen jacket and matching trousers, England, 1900.
Pumpie and his V&A friends post-restoration 🐘 🐻🐇
Pumpie photographed by original Victorian owners, at the seaside and with friends:
Neil Gaiman is a treasure.
Random fact: In 1928 a visionary Russian poet Vladimir Mayakovsky visited Paris for the first time and wrote a poem about the slutty, slutty time he had there, ending with:
“My dick, like a mythical tale,
Has been passed from mouth to mouth.”
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Okay so a production of Hamlet that ends with “Goodnight, sweet prince,” etc. and then Horatio looks up and sees the audience for the first time and is both shocked and furious, because his world is falling apart and you sat there and watched.
This idea would go fantastically well with my director’s idea that Hamlet knows the whole time that he’s in a play. He had me (when I played Hamlet) interact with the audience, exchange looks with people in the front row, deliver my soliloquies to people in the first few rows casually like I was just talking to them, and I even had the idea to not freeze and just walk about the stage when other characters had their little ‘asides,’ which he allowed me to keep in.
Basically, if Hamlet continuously acknowledges the audience unnoticed by all the other characters (almost Fleabag-style) and then suddenly he’s gone, and obviously he knew he’d have to be gone at the end, and then poor Horatio is left all alone to finally realize there was someone else there the entire time, now that would make it all the more devastating.
There’s no difference between the Danish courtiers, who showed up because they wanted to see the Mad Prince get his butt kicked in a staged sword-fight, and us the audience (who… also showed up to watch Hamlet loose a sword fight.)
I want to see a production where Horatio just stares at us, and screams “Now cracks a noble heart!” with the subtext “You fucking fuckers. He was better than all of you, you watched him die, and you just stood there.
Then, he just silently cries over the body. For like FIVE MINUTES. And the courtiers peel away into the wings, one by one, until Horatio is alone on stage with a lot of dead bodies. It starts getting uncomfortable. You’re thinking… is the play over? Am I supposed to go? (hamlet is just about the *only* play where the final scene is cut about 50% time, so use that uncertainty, use that ambiguity.) Maybe some people do get up to go. There’s definitely muttering. And then there’s smashing sounds coming from the direction of the box office, and Horatio looks up, with an expression like something’s gone wrong.
But then he says, “Why do the drums come hither?” Fortinbras enters though the audience, and the play continues.
(I *also* think it would be really cool to cut for intermission right after Claudius freaks out and breaks up the play-within-a-play. Just imagine it: king yells “Lights! Lights! Lights!” And the houselights come up.)
All good. And also–
As Hamlet is dying in Horatio’s arms, he puts his hand on Horatio’s face and turns it toward us. And that’s when Horatio sees the theater.
#what being bi is like
Porco Rosso (1992) / Cowboy Bebop (2001)
happy pride month from your queer knight <3
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@prideknights LOOK AT THIS!!!
WOW! I am in love. These pencil sketches are amazing @and-speak!
Opinions on soup?
I’m in favour.
kermit the frog dark academia fashion inspo
Ravenclaw academia (as told by a Gryffindor):
Dunno why, but you all have really pretty handwriting but you refuse to acknowledge it. It's either illegible but looks beautiful on a page, or it's all neat and uniform.
Sitting in a particular spot to learn that's yours, where you just get lost in work or reading.
Having a rich inner world and spending just as much time daydreaming as in the real world, if not more.
Devouring information. Podcasts, audio books, library books, online articles, nothing is enough. (I also guarantee you're a master at finding where to find stuff for free)
Plastering your walls with revision notes, taking pride in seeing your hard work paying off as you feel the information beginning to stick.
Doing a bunch of extracurricular work, even if it's not in groups and you're not particularly outgoing. Online lectures, webinars, masterclasses, courses, you've tried them all.
Haunting the library, even if you don't end up borrowing a book.
Buying more books than you read until they pile up around your room.
Asking questions. All Ravenclaws I've met are the kinds of people who thoroughly understand a topic or subject before moving on. Like you're not the kind of person who uses words without knowing the definition first.
Being closed-off and seeming slightly aloof, but really flowering when it comes to discussions.
Adamantly reassuring people that getting bad marks doesn't mean that you're not intelligent, but beating yourself up when you don't meet the standard you set yourself. (Remember that you don't need to be perfect)
Loving the idea of studying, even if you don't do it much.
Gryffindor academia (pretty much just chaotic academia):
Debates bordering on arguments with your teachers but getting away with it because you're a good student
Being on the student committee and starting every point with "I feel strongly about this"
Being generally respected by everyone in the year even if you're not exactly 'popular'
Wildly competitive even if you're rubbish at sports
Spontaneous bursts of organising student events and then standing on the sidelines because you're introverted
Complaining about how much you have to do but enjoying it deep down
Recognising that the exam system is a game you have to play to get good marks
Making bad puns during presentations which only make people smile because you find them funny
Asking any and every question that comes to your mind because some people in the class are too shy to put their hand up
Forgetting your homework, having a mild panic rant to a friend but ending it with 'it's alright, miss/sir loves me so they won't care'
Having a bonfire of all your notes after dropping a subject
Revising in the most awkward ways possible, like standing on top of tables and monologuing quotes from Hamlet to remember for your exam or sticking post-it-notes on the back of bathroom doors.
The leg-bouncing thing/drumming your fingers against the table
It's physically impossible for you not to take the stairs two at a time
Saying hi and smiling at everyone in the corridor even if they look at you like you're a lunatic
Feeling that warm sense of satisfaction when one of your jokes finally makes someone laugh (even though 90% of them fall flat)
Badly summarising things in ways that somehow still work (for example, Jane Eyre is just two ugly people falling in love even though Rochester is old enough to be Jane's dad and already has a wife that he locks in his attic)
Coming out with random facts in class that are only mildly relevant to the subject matter ('ye but Edwardian women also thought tapeworms would make them thinner so I wouldn't take their word as gospel')
bookstore cats...the cutest!
Is he....you know
suffering from a radial nerve injury?
orpheus this, eurydice that. what about ME
signed, narcissus
Remnants of the British Black Panther’s Lost Legacy
Britain’s black power movement is at risk of being forgotten, say historians
The Cambridge academic Robin Bunce said: “There is a fundamental danger of erasing the very notion of a struggle at all. I’ve been researching this for four and a half years and there have been so many occasions when people have said to me: ‘There was no black struggle in Britain. You’re thinking of South Africa or America.’“
The narrative that feeds it is the one that Britain is the utopia of fair play. We have such a commitment to individual rights, we have such a commitment to common sense and decency that there is no systematic racism in Britain.”…
Bunce said it was not just politicians, but wider British society that would rather not dwell on the less palatable.
Bringing this one back, while I’m reminded.
