two meads in and i'm asking my knight if i can feel how sharp his blade is 🤦♂️ i'm giggling and kicking my feet too. should i ask him to press it against my neck or is that too forward

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two meads in and i'm asking my knight if i can feel how sharp his blade is 🤦♂️ i'm giggling and kicking my feet too. should i ask him to press it against my neck or is that too forward
Galina Ulanova coaching Nikolai Tsiskaridze for Narcissus, photos by Mikhail Logvinov.
Vulva Pilgrim Badge (14th c.) ◆ The Netherlands ~ A vulva on legs, staff in hand, off to find salvation
*pervert voice* okay so im the princess and youre the knight sworn to protect me
“Subverting” Catholic art? Oh, okay. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You log onto the internet and you post about how “Wound of Christ” from Psalter and Prayer Book of Bonne de Luxembourg, attributed to Jean le Noir, c.1349, for instance, looks like a vulva because you're trying to tell the world that you enjoy Catholic art and imagery in an alternative, queer, risqué way that challenges Christian beliefs. But what you don't know is that that stigma isn’t just a vulva. It's not just a mandorla. It's not just yonic. It's actually intentionally erotic. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that around 1297, Saint Angela of Foligno experienced a vision of Christ himself, who called her to put her mouth to the wound in his side and lick the freshly flowing blood. And then I think it was Saint Catherine of Siena who drank blood and a clear liquid from the wound before receiving a ring made from Christ’s foreskin? And then graphically erotic encounters with the side wound of Christ quickly showed up in the writings of eight different mystics. And then the yonic interpretation of the stigmata filtered down through the illuminated manuscripts and then trickled on down into some pseudo-intellectual corner of the internet…where you, no doubt, fished it out of some Pinterest board. However, that interpretation represents hundreds of years and countless visions of religious ecstasy. And it's sort of comical how you think that you've come up with an idea that exempts you from Christian theology when, in fact…you're posting an image that was sexualized for you by the very Medieval saints you think you’re so different than…from “subverted” Catholic art.
i've started reading literature for my masters thesis and I love how all the sources i've found have kind of put into words the abstract vibes and feelings I get from textiles as art form - my literature notes rn are basically "so true bestieeeeee" 🥰🥰🥰
@ponygoldboy I've only just read couple of books so I thought I'd start a reading list here as a reblog that I will update with whatever I have read previously. First up two books:
Anni Albers, On Weaving (1965)
This book covers the fundamentals of woven cloth. It is not a weaving guide, but rather an academic explanation of different facets of woven textiles: structures, tools, design, tapestry, materials, history, etc. Albers has a clear but sometimes (delightfully) opionated way of writing about woven art.
For me, the most useful part of her explanation is the concept of "Matière" - meaning surface appearance of material, such as grain, roughness, smoothness, dullness, gloss etc. or qualities of appearance that are observed by touch - which cannot be solely interpreted by intellectual analysis, but are rather more like experiencing color.
David Pye, Art and Nature of Workmanship (1995 revised edition)
Pye's Art of Workmanship was originally written in the 60's and is his attempt to find ways of talking about making by hand in academic context at a time when the craft as professional trade was being replaced by manufacture by machine. Perhaps most famous concepts that Pye introduces in this book are Workmanship of Risk and Workmanship of Certainty.
Workmanship of Risk would be shaping something by hand, where the risk means that each action that you take runs the risk of ruining the piece or introducing a flaw. (Pye was a woodworker which really shows in his theories) We move towards Workmanship of Certainty the more we introduce tools and machines to the process of making that eliminate or reduce the risk of mistakes: pure Workmanship of Certainty would be creating something by machine where you only have to press a button for a guaranteed result.
Pye does not present these as opposing forces and intends them as neutral observations. His main critique is that as Workmanship of Certainty replaces handcraft, we reduce the amount of texture in the world which diminishes our sensory experiences - something I tend to agree with.
Now Reading:
Beverly Gordon: Textiles, the whole story - uses, meaning, significance (2011)
This book makes me feel like making textiles is the most meaningful thing I can do with my life. She really masterfully writes about textiles from multitude of angles - cultural, gendered, spiritual, technical, historical.... Really really great read!
knitted textures from 'the encyclopedia of knitting,' lesley stanfield and melody griffith, pub. 2000.
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Girl who’s re-cultivating hope in her future after a multiweek breakdown: I’m going to the bookstore to buy a book
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Jean-Michel Basquiat photographed by Richard Corman, 1984.
"Blorbo from my shows" no. Blorbo from my BA. Blorbo from my major. Blorbo from my primary source document.
No tech CEO or NYT bestselling novelist will ever match the creativity of a humble French postman who decided on a whim to spend thirty-three years building a surreal, majestic palace with the bricks and mortar of his dreams.
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