#the magic lantern

[modmad]

so a few of you were interested in the scrungle oc featured in this silly comic and I've been holding off on posting about him bc I didn't know if I wanted to release the book with them anonymously, but heck it. This is Lars Mawkin (any/all pronouns, defaults to it/its). Minor plot spoiler but it's a scarecrow with a taxidermied fox's head! Don't ask!

No I mean if you ask it'll talk about it but like excessively. it loves to talk about itself. don't let them start.

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Night of the demons, Yuko Shimizu

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"While father preached away in the pulpit and the congregation prayed, sang, or listened, I devoted my interest to the church's mysterious world of low arches, thick walls, the smell of eternity, the coloured sunlight quivering above the strangest vegetation of medieval paintings and carved figures on ceilings and walls. There was everything that one's imagination could desire—angels, saints, dragons, prophets, devils, humans…”

— From Swedish film director Ingmar Bergman's 1987 autobiography, "Laterna Magica” (“The Magic Lantern”)

[bluepurpleviolatte]

"Most of our upbringing was based on such concepts as sin, confession, punishment, forgiveness and grace, concrete factors in relationships between children and parents and God. There was an innate logic in all this which we accepted and thought we understood. This fact may well have contributed to our astonishing acceptance of Nazism. We had never heard of freedom and knew even less what it tasted like. In a hierarchical system, all doors are closed."

-Ingmar Bergman, The Magic Lantern

[bodyalive]

Epidermal Macabre by Theodore Roethke

Indelicate is he who loathes The aspect of his fleshy clothes, — The flying fabric stitched on bone, The vesture of the skeleton, The garment neither fur nor hair, The cloak of evil and despair, The veil long violated by Caresses of the hand and eye. Yet such is my unseemliness: I hate my epidermal dress, The savage blood’s obscenity, The rags of my anatomy, And willingly would I dispense With false accouterments of sense, To sleep immodestly, a most Incarnadine and carnal ghost.

 themagiclantern

[desescrita]

“My isolation became hermetic and I thought I was going mad. The strange thing was that I never questioned my wretched life. I thought it should be like that.”

— Ingmar Bergman, The Magic Lantern: An Autobiography (trans. Joan Tate)

[rrrauschen]

Georges Méliès, {1903} La Lanterne Magique (The Magic Lantern)

[alfabetas]

―Ingmar Bergman

[barcarole]

All through my conscious life, I had lived with what Bach calls his joy. It had carried me through crises and misery and functioned as faithfully as my heart, sometimes overwhelming and difficult to handle, but never antagonistic or destructive. Bach called this state his joy, a joy in God...Suddenly I heard myself saying to Erland: I'm about to lose my joy. I can feel it physically. It’s running out. I’m just drying up, inside.

Ingmar Bergman, The Magic Lantern - IV (trans. Joan Tate)