To the meadow and the trees
Finding companionship in falling leaves
I wander there now endlessly...
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To the meadow and the trees
Finding companionship in falling leaves
I wander there now endlessly...
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☠️ 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔩𝔶 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢 ☠️
Hiii, how are you all? 🖤
I’ve been sick with Covid since Wednesday… 🤒 But I finally managed to take some pics yesterday since I started to feel much better!
The t-shirt I’m wearing here is from… keep reading here
It feels like I only… keep reading here
She looks just like… keep reading here
Mount Pilchuck, October 2021
𝕷𝖊𝖙'𝖘 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖆 𝖋𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖓, 𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍 𝖎𝖙 𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 🔥
Thank you so so much… keep reading here
𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖔... keep reading here
Isn’t it… keep reading here
A smiling Sadie 🙃
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𝕿𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊... keep reading here
“Lolita isn’t a perverse young girl. She’s a poor child who has been debauched and whose senses never stir under the caresses of the foul Humbert Humbert, whom she asks once, ‘how long did [he] think we were going to live in stuffy cabins, doing filthy things together…?’ But to reply to your question: no, its success doesn’t annoy me, I am not like Conan Doyle, who out of snobbery or simple stupidity preferred to be known as the author of “The Great Boer War,” which he thought superior to his Sherlock Holmes. It is equally interesting to dwell, as journalists say, on the problem of the inept degradation that the character of the nymphet Lolita, whom I invented in 1955, has undergone in the mind of the broad public. Not only has the perversity of this poor child been grotesquely exaggerated, but her physical appearance, her age, everything has been transformed by the illustrations in foreign publications. Girls of eighteen or more, sidewalk kittens, cheap models, or simple long-legged criminals, are baptized “nymphets” or “Lolitas” in news stories in magazines in Italy, France, Germany, etc; and the covers of translations, Turkish or Arab, reach the height of ineptitude when they feature a young woman with opulent contours and a blonde mane imagined by boobies who have never read my book. In reality Lolita is a little girl of twelve, whereas Humbert Humbert is a mature man, and it’s the abyss between his age and that of the little girl that produces the vacuum, the vertigo, the seduction of mortal danger. Secondly, it’s the imagination of the sad satyr that makes a magic creature of this little American schoolgirl, as banal and normal in her way as the poet manqué Humbert is in his. Outside the maniacal gaze of Humbert there is no nymphet. Lolita the nymphet exists only through the obsession that destroys Humbert. Herein an essential aspect of a unique book that has been betrayed by a factitious popularity.”
— Vladimir Nabokov (tr. Brian Boyd), Apostrophes (1975)
Lolita has entered our vernacular as a term to describe over-sexed teenagers; missing the point entirely that she was in fact a victim of sexual predators, pedophiles. In fetishizing Lo, the audience has absolved Humbert of any guilt.
— Alex Snider, 2011
I live in this coat now 🖤
An oldie, because… keep reading here
𝕸𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖇𝖊 𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝖇𝖊𝖙𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖚𝖘… keep reading here
Yo Francisco Goya (1746-1828) was on some DARK king shit 👑🐐👹
Some of these works belong to his “Black Paintings,” fourteen works that Goya produced in the deep privacy of his home, the remote country estate known as Quinta Del Sordo, and never intended to publicize.
The works were manifestations of the dark corners of his own psyche; ruminations on the evil horrors come to life in his waking dreams, satires of the demonic work of the Spanish Catholic Church in the 15th-19th centuries, and reflections of Goya’s own descent into panic, turmoil, paranoia, and demonic activity in human form.
For a bonus here are a couple stills from Robert Eggers’ modern horror classic, The Witch (2015), which draws heavily on Goya’s striking imagery.