Joseph Mallord William Turner, Sunset amid Dark Clouds over the Sea, from The Whalers Sketchbook (ca. 1845)
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Joseph Mallord William Turner, Sunset amid Dark Clouds over the Sea, from The Whalers Sketchbook (ca. 1845)
v. tired & attempting to get things edited after a long while of procrastination, & realising that I need to go back to therapy because I’m still in a Bad Place & the antidepressants are just glossing over the worst of it rather than dealing with it, so that’s where I am
God’s Year by Piotr Październik (Polish, 1858–1938)
Lucas Cranach the Elder - Melancholy (1532).
Bernat Martorell c. 1434-1435
Saint George Killing the Dragon (detail)
by Jakob Tuggener
From the series Factory, Switzerland, 1936. [x]
Elisabeth Ahnert
Just finished reading This Little Art (K. Briggs, Fitzcarraldo, 2018) & taken with Barthes’ notion of dysrhythmia. How might we take into account our tempos of living & the time we react in (eg. instant takes on Twitter, the speed of journal publishing, the differentials in the speed of instant & delayed speech), & how to take account of that and achieve a way of “coming together, points in the day for companionship, modulating, offsetting, interrupting our competing desire for solitude.” Feels as if publishing & attempting to foster a community is v. much an exercise in falling into unproductive dysrhythmia.
dreamt that i was in a victorian-era beach town & there were races for local folks who sail out to rusting buoys in patchwork & plastic bottle rafts, but whenever a raft reached the buoy it would be taken under by large tentacles & i sat on the stones collecting the washed-up fabric to return to the families of those who died
Lotz Károly - Szent László kápolna freskói
Falkép, Nagyboldogasszony (Mátyás) - templom, Budapest
am sleeping on a settee & listening to Max Richter & wondering where i am now & where things will be soon & not so soon
i don’t remember how i made it home from Ldn the other day or how I cut my knee or why there were painkillers in my pocket & while it was grand to chat with my friend & get wasted that cannot afford to happen again as so much is lost in the present aftermath & now i just want to settle somewhere quiet (maybe with someone which would be quite lovely but not necessary)
am sleeping on a settee & listening to Max Richter & wondering where i am now & where things will be soon & not so soon
Tower of Babel. Franz Stieberich (active in Germany circa 1776). Sotheby’s Bibliothèque Infernale on FB
Heavenly Body in the Night Sky, c. 1497 Albrecht Dürer (1471–1528)
The madonna of the lilies, 1899
The virgin, jesus and saint john baptist, 1875
The madonna of the roses, 1903
Pieta, 1876
William-Adolphe Bouguereau
The poetry outlives the poet. I really believe in that. But while I’m alive, I’ll keep at it.
Sufjan Stevens
Divine Entanglement
1. Francesco Baratta, Saint Francis in Ecstasy, San Pietro Montorio
2. Domenico Guidi, La Sacra Famiglia, Sant'Agnese in Agone
3. Melchiorre Cafà, Ecstasy of Saint Catherine, Santa Caterina a Magnanapoli
4. Bernini, Estasi di Santa Teresa. Cornaro Chapel
5. Filippo Della Valle, Annunciazione, Chiesa di Sant'Ignazio
6. Francesco Brunetti, Santa Maris Porta Paradisi, Altar