People: Have you been working on any of your writing projects?
Me: Oh, you know how it is; too busy, too tired, too intimidated by the blank page!
Me internally:
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People: Have you been working on any of your writing projects?
Me: Oh, you know how it is; too busy, too tired, too intimidated by the blank page!
Me internally:
i’ve seen things... travelled in bright worlds the likes of which you could never dream . 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓿𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮'𝓼 𝓭𝓪𝔂, @shalott~ ♡
"Shalott" is truly on another level.
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━━━━━ The Lady of Shalott ;
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The Lady of Shalott is a poem by Alfred Terryson and is part of the Arthurian myths and legends.
In the legend, the Lady of Shalott is condemned to live in a tower in the middle of a river and to see the world through a mirror facing the window.
One day, she sees Lancelot through the mirror and falls in love with him. She decides to leave her tower, and goes by boat on the river, but she is cursed and dies before reaching the bank.
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The Lady of Shalott, John William Waterhouse (1849–1917)
Oil on canva, 153 × 200 cm, 1888
Tate, Londres
The Lady of Shalott, William Holman Hunt (1851-1914)
Oil on canva, 1888-1905
Wadsworth Atheneum, Hartford, Connecticut
The Lady of Shalott, William Maw Egley (1826–1916)
Oil on canva, 88 x 100.7 cm, 1858
The Lady of Shalott, Arthur Hugues (1831-1915)
Oil on canva, 1873
But still I've got to get out of this place 'Cause I don't think I can face another night Where I'm half sick of shadows And I can't see the sky Everyone else can watch as the tide comes in So why can't I?
March 14, 2023:
Sunshine Secondary, Mirror, Flaunt.
Hephaestus of Shalott’s clan!
Stop me if this is goofy, but in the story The Lady of Shalott, she's cursed with isolation, right? I'm prepared to believe that a component of the cures might be sustenance without the consumption of food, or that she might have a garden sufficient to keep her through the year (though in 5th century Wales...I don't know) but I don't believe that she's shearing sheep or threshing flax by hand, and I don't believe that whoever composed the curse built in enrichment activities so she wouldn't be bored in her tower. This brings up the question 'what is she spinning?'. Where does she get the fibre? If she's spinning every day, human hair doesn't grow fast enough that it could be that. Does she have an entire castle staff and agricultural apparatus who just don't count as company because of the class divide?