Louise Glück

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Louise Glück
One real benefit of reading I rarely hear anybody mention is how much more interesting life becomes when you read a lot. It depends what you’re reading, of course, but most (good) books will teach you something you didn’t already know, and even if you have to give the book back to the library, you get to take that much with you. A lot of people talk about things they wish they’d studied in school–I’ve done it, too–but it’s a nice consolation prize that you can always pick up a book and learn something new. And as that library in your brain collects more volumes, everything around you gains new resonances, new context, and new connections which make your lived experience richer. In quarantine alone I’ve read about religion and politics and history and evolution and computer science and astrophysics without even leaving my house and it’s already a more interesting world.
Losing my mind remembering that pic chelsea manning posted of the extremely undercover and not at all obvious fbi agent who was tailing her after her release
what kind of sixth sense do american have to recognize fbi agents that easily
to paraphrase her, its always the shoes.
americans please explain to a foreigner, he looks like some random dude to me
1. They all have the same haircut, almost everybody in law enforcement and the military have the same haircut due to regulations.
2. They all wear the same shoes. Same boots, and same overpolished dress shoes.
3. They act different. Shifty eyed and always on their own.
4. They’re kinda really bad at their jobs. I’ve encountered plenty of “undercover” cops outside of bars that ask questions no regular person in their right mind would ever ask. “How are you getting home?” “Who did you come here with tonight?”
5. America is a police state on a budget. Most officers are poorly trained, fbi agents require a 4 year degree (I think), but lord knows how much training they actually get. And the dumb kids from your high school always become cops.
It’s always the dense as a brick kid, with something to prove that becomes a cop. The kid that mouth-breathed and couldn’t chew gum and walk at the same time.
Their shirts are never form fitting so they can conceal a weapon and cuffs.
Always look at the watch, it’ll be expensive but in neutral tones (uniform standards strike again).
They will always sit where they can see their target and the nearest exit.
They will have a partner who is less obvious but wil point a recording device (phone or camera) at you. Check elevated positions, it gives them the clearest view to track you and keep an eye on their partner at the same time.
One time when i lived in phoenix, I was driving home through residential streets from Panda Express on April 20th and there was a 40something year old white man standing quite literally in the MIDDLE of the fucking road wearing a brand new straight from the store weed jersey (jersey #420 with a big pot leaf), a wornout old raiders hat, regular-fit straight leg jeans, and cop shoes. This man proceeded to try to wave me down to stop since I was driving slowly (again, residential neighborhood) and as he did so fully yelled “You buying bro? You buying? 420 bro 420 you buying?”
I almost choked laughing so hard. I couldn’t stop myself from just yelling “NO THANK YOU OFFICER” as i drove by him.
for the past 60 years law enforcement, military, and even literal espionage/intelligence based organizations have assumed that rigid conformity to dress code was more important then actually training how to go undercover, blend in, or understand what the fuck theyre doing largely because the ‘we are infallible’ mindset is too strong for them to consider they might not be doing very good
Sorry
You know who deserves some recognition? Nannerl Mozart.
yep, that’s right, Wolfie’s older sister. lemme tell you a few things bout my girl Nan
-born Maria Anna Walburga Ignatia Mozart in 1751, the fourth of seven children & only Nan and the youngest, Wolfgang would actually make it to adulthood
-her dad Leopold began teaching her harpsichord when she was 8, and wham bam, she was AMAZINGLY GREAT AT IT
-lil wolfie would sit at her side, and it was most likely her impressive talent that inspired him to learn!!!
-helped teach Wolfgang by translating what their father said into an easier way for him to understand
-1762 rocks up & it’s basically The Mozart KidsLive! They begin touring Europe for what will be 3 years and over 88 cities
-“What it all amounts to is this, that my little girl, although she is only 12 years old, is one of the most skillful players in Europe.”- Leopold had 0 chill when it came to his kids
-at 13 she sat down and wrote out her brother’s first symphony (K.16)
-survived both typhus AND smallpox, which were terribly deadly diseases at the time
-could also sing and play the violin! was there anything she couldn’t do?
-unfortunately, yes. she was unable to make her dad see that she was just as worthy as her lil brother to be taught how to compose
-apparently all good things must come to an end, because in 1769, Leopold forbid her from accompanying them on any more tours due to her reaching a marriageable age (uGH DAD)
-in 1770, Wolfgang writes her a letter from on tour that goes a little bit like “sis, how’d you get so good at composing? I know dad never taught you and it’s honestly a little embarrassing for me. anyway, I thought you might like this postcard. see ya in a couple years, xoxo Wolfie.”
-she continued teaching HERSELF how to compose and lived with Leopold at home taking the utmost care of his grouchy old ass
-then some cutie patootie nobleman (not much is known about him) named Franz d’Ippold strolls into Vienna & cue the heart eyes n’ cupids, because Nan is in The Sauce That is a Metaphor For Love
-i’m expecting that Franz was hot af in those breeches because my girl was picky when it came to men
-Franz must’ve been all like “she’s cute & smart? double whammy!” so he jumps headfirst into The Sauce That Is a Metaphor For Love as well
-NanZ (i’m assuming that was their ship name) goes to ask Leopold for his blessing and…
-the bastard says NOPE and tells Franz to take a flying leap back to wherever he came from (which is still unknown by historians)
-so Franz is lost to history, and we totally know Nan would walk around the house crying and listening to the 18th century equivalent of Adele
-but being the good brother he is, Wolfgang writes her a flowery letter 3 months late, telling her to follow her heart and her dreams, but by that time Nan is a stone cold killa in the love dept.
-so she goes on to marry a magistrate named Berchtold (ew) in 1783 who already had 5 kids from 2 other marriages and was at least 10 years her senior (well done Nan)
-but wait! there’s more! Nan’s scumbag of a dad TOOK her firstborn son, FRANZ Leopold ( do I even need to say anything) under the claim that he wished him to have a private musical education, and that Nannerl was too occupied with her other stepchildren to give him the education he deserved. Nan was absent from the first two years of Franz’s life.
-Wolfgang would send music for Nan to proofread and perform over the years, but sadly after he married, the once-tight bond between them broke, and the last letter sent between them was in 1788.
-Wolfgang died in 1791, and the last time the siblings had seen each other was 1783.
-after her own husband kicked it in 1801, Nan’s got 4 of her stepchildren and 2 of her own to look after, so she gets a job as a music instructor to support them
-she helps Wolfgang’s widow create his biography by loaning her all of their family’s correspondence over the years
-in her later years, Nan’s vision failed rapidly, and by 1825 she was completely blind. A visitor in 1829 described her as, “blind, languid, exhausted, feeble and nearly speechless,“ as well as lonely.
-Nannerl died alone at 78 on Oct. 29, 1829, nearly 38 years after her beloved brother
Nannerl’s legacy is one of amazing capabilities and outstanding achievements, but is not known by many, due to the fact that she was a woman in a man’s era. Let’s finally show a lil appreciation to the girl behind the genius.
Just saw this and tell me you are not seeing what I am
Why do artists refuse to use references why why why.
It’s not a contest to see who can get by without them. It’s not cheating to look at a thing in order to know what the thing looks like.
You don’t get stronger or better by pretending. Nobody is impressed by the awkward whatever-it-is you just drew. Use references.
I don’t think a lot of people know that it’s not cheating. I recall seeing so many piece of art called out because they referenced a pose, someone recognized it, and then proceeded to shame them for it. There’s this belief, both by creators and the audience, that artists should just be able to translate the ideas from their head to paper, and if they don’t, it’s plagiarism, or not true originality (spoiler alert: there’s no such thing).
I myself didn’t start using references until very recently, because even I was under the impression that it was frowned upon. And that belief has seriously crippled and stalled my ability to improve as an artist.
As a restarting artist, I can confirm. I just never knew. I thought you were just supposed to know how to draw the body correctly and if you didn’t you had no talent.
(( I am going to say this again, loud and clear for everyone:
USING REFERENCES FOR ART IS NOT ‘CHEATING’!!!
If you can draw/paint without references, great! But if you need to use them, and feel that your art can be bettered by using references, please, use them! This is one of the biggest tips I can give to artists, is USE REFERENCES!
Anyone who would dare to attack someone for using references after ‘recognizing a pose’ is a dipshit, who doesn’t know a thing about art.
Do you know who else used references for their art?
Norman Rockwell
Alphonse Mucha
Gustav Klimt
Toulouse Lautrec
Vincent Van Gogh
Paul Gauguin
Edgar Degas
Gil Elvgren
Frida Kahlo
Pablo Picasso
Disney Studios
And thousands of others! So, artists! Go forth, and use references!!! ))
PART ONE of the twt profiles im using for the tweets
Day 6: Hagrid’s Birthday. Happy birthday to the most lovable half giant in the world!
britney’s impact tbh
Someone: *happens to blink three times*
Me: NO. I am not alright.
CAN YOU IMAGINE MANON AND DORIAN’S CHILDREN NAMED
Asterin Havilliard
&
Tristan Havilliard
COZ I CAN (!!!!!)
Once upon a time, in a land long since burnt to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom.
Aelin winking at Lorcan and “saying we’re still in the adjustment period” about him joining her court is the funniest thing ever! Literally laughed out loud!
the queen and her king.
a repost with better quality lighting and details not so lost, so i regret nothing, because im so damn proud of this :”)
So many little things in the previous books
And then there was this
Rowan giving out good advice