The Last Judgement, Hell Panel (detail) - Hieronymous Bosch, c.1482.
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The Last Judgement, Hell Panel (detail) - Hieronymous Bosch, c.1482.
No one doing it like Heironymous Bosch
Lore fact: Upon meeting Michel de Nostredame, — known colloquially as, “Nostradamus” ( untagged, speculated to be @the-muppet-joker in a skinsuit ) — Hieronymous Bosch ( N/A ) was told a prophecy of a frog puppet and a clown prince of crime, and had painted an artistic masterpiece of this.
This has been lost to time, as the church had deemed it, “Satanic, pornographic, and cringe.” However, historians speculate that Croaker Conspiracies ( @croaker-conspiracies ) has gotten closest to replicating this based on sparse descriptions of the painting.
Taner Ceylan, Divine Ego, 2014; graphite and charcoal on paper
Christ in Limbo, 16th Century Follower of Hieronymous Bosch
ofc freaky robert liked bosch (the freak to end all freaks)
Wilgefortis: The Crucified Paradox
Among the forgotten legends of Christendom stands Wilgefortis, the crucified woman with a beard. Her image unsettled the faithful because it broke the logic of gender and form. But behind the strangeness shines a profound sigil. Wilgefortis embodies the paradox where the Christian Cross and the Hermetic caduceus meet. She is woman and man, victim and redeemer, grotesque and luminous. The beard that grew upon her face freed her from a forced marriage, but condemned her to death. Crucified like Christ, she became the representation of a union that cannot be confined to moral order. Her body itself turned into a revelation of the coincidentia oppositorum.
To contemplate her is to see Mary and Hermes united. In her flesh the Cross becomes the vessel of Hermes, and Hermes reveals himself as Cross. This is the secret power of her image: the androgynous saint nailed between Heaven and Earth.
More at The Mirror of Sienna.
Fiat Lux.
Art References for Chapter One of underneath the sunrise (show me where your love lies)
(aka this is the nerdiest thing I've done for this fandom)
Landscape with the Fall of Icarus, Pieter Bruegel the Elder, c. 1560
"Monty didn’t know what it felt like to fly through the air, the wind between your wings, the sun kissing your skin, until now. He didn’t know what it felt like for the wax to burn away and melt itself into your skin, searing your flesh, until now.
And he didn’t know why anyone would risk such a thing until now.
Until them."
The Two Fridas, Frida Kahlo, 1939
"How the fuck is Monty supposed to reply when he finally has the thing that he’s ached for so long and he can’t even enjoy it? When his heart is ratcheting up his throat, a ticking time bomb that Frida Kahlo would adore?"
Garden of Earthly Delights, Hieronymous Bosch, 1490-1510
"Monty is being torn apart in the hell panel of the Garden of Earthly Delights. He is some abomination that Bosch dreamed up to fill the inferno, to be tortured for all eternity, because both of the only two things that Monty has ever loved are being ripped from his trembling fingers by his mother and used against him, just because she can’t handle the fact that he wanted something, anything, to call his own."
Textiles of South Asia (Fictional Exhibit, but here are photos of the clothing in question)
"But mostly, Monty spent his time drinking in Edwin’s knowledge, the way that that he went into professor-mode when explaining the symbolism behind certain artworks. Monty devoured the bits about artwork that Charles knew about, like a discussion in the Textiles of Southern Asia special exhibit where Monty had the privilege of seeing Charles get excited explaining the differences and purposes of lehengas and saris and sherwanis. The way that though they were surrounded by masterpieces, all Monty could stare at is the two muses in the middle of the room, holding hands, more breathtakingly beautiful than any of the painting surrounding them."
Lehenga
Sari (Maharashtraian sari)
Sherwani (Painting of the last Nizam of Hyderabad)
Snow Storm, J. M. W. Turner, 1842
"His fingers catch under Monty’s jaw, guiding Monty’s mouth to his like a brushstroke of lightning hitting the mast of a J. M. W. Turner ship, all storm, all sensation, right as Charles’ mouth ducks between his thighs."
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I will post another archival set for chapter 2- we've got plenty more coming!
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