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heateron

la nuit américaine (1973) dir. françois truffaut

campsis

湯口萌香 (@moekayuguchi)

わたしだけ違ったの(2024)／磁土、木

I was the only one who was different

Porcelain clay, wood

beautyofabandonedplaces

Vines creeping in through an old skylight in the Verrière de chateau. [1600 x 1067] [OS].

happyheidi

the moon in paintings. x

jordanbolton

To The Person Who Was Sitting Near Me On The Train - Jordan Bolton

My first book ‘Blue Sky Through the Window of a Moving Car’ is out Nov 7th and is available to pre-order here - https://smarturl.it/BlueSky

moma-prints

The Tarot Cards, Zush, 1976-79, MoMA: Drawings and Prints

Gift of Gloria Kirby Size: 29 x 17 ½" (73.6 x 44.5 cm) Medium: Torn and cut-and-pasted papers, black and colored inks and mirror on board

http://www.moma.org/collection/works/84956

apoemaday

I Am Learning to Abandon the World

by Linda Pastan

I am learning to abandon the world before it can abandon me. Already I have given up the moon and snow, closing my shades against the claims of white. And the world has taken my father, my friends. I have given up melodic lines of hills, moving to a flat, tuneless landscape. And every night I give my body up limb by limb, working upwards across bone, towards the heart. But morning comes with small reprieves of coffee and birdsong. A tree outside the window which was simply shadow moments ago takes back its branches twig by leafy twig. And as I take my body back the sun lays its warm muzzle on my lap as if to make amends.

ironmaidenhead

“Let no one think of me that I am humble or weak or passive; let them understand I am of a different kind: dangerous to my enemies, loyal to my friends. To such a life glory belongs.”

—

Medea (via fuckyeahgreatplays)

I’ve been reading so much scholarship on Medea as a hero-play lately, and Medea (the character) as a hero-figure. It’s fascinating to read - she’s obsessed with oaths and honor in the play, and her rage at Jason is not so much sexual jealousy as it is a heroic contempt for a man who betrayed his oath to her. Her pronouncement above, βαρεῖαν ἐχθροῖς καὶ φίλοισιν εὐμενῆ (harsh to enemies and kind-willed toward friends) is central to the Greek hero’s honor code.

She comes off as very Achilles-like (he lets many of the Greek soldiers die to get back at Agamemnon; Medea murders her sons to get back at Jason).

By that logic, Medea’s infanticide is actually a great sacrifice on her part to avenge her wounded honour - she follows the masculine hero-code to the letter and accomplishes her goal. And this means that the ending of the play is actually a happy ending; Medea is wholly triumphant over Jason and has succeeded in emotionally destroying him, which was what she set out to do. Her actions are approved by the gods, and she exits victorious to bury the bodies of her sons, leaving Jason without even a chance to attend the funeral.

If you can find it, read Elizabeth Brighton Bongie’s “Heroic Codes in the Medea of Eurpides,” because hot damn, those hero-codes.

(via petrichorlore)