How well do you see color?
I’m cry I scored 60, I feel blind
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I cosplayed as Yurio from Yuri on Ice tonight!
I decided I needed angst so here it is. It’s after the third partition of Poland when she still believed that Poland was dead.
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{In shaky handwriting, a mix between Polish and Russian with a few tear spots on the paper}
Dear Pol,
I need you. I hurt so much. My head is so fuzzy. My hand is shaking, though you can probably tell from my handwriting. Oh my God- you know I don’t say that often. I just can’t think of anything better to say. Russia had me spend from dawn to noon shoveling the animal waste. Afterwards was moving these heavy things then cleaning then cooking dinner for everyone. After that I had to clean up the stables again. I can’t remember the last time I ate. I can’t get rid of the smell. Please. Please don’t be dead. I’m losing hope. My head is so fuzzy. I feel like I’m forgetting who I am. I feel like I’m becoming a mindless servant. Please. Please don’t be dead. I need you please don’t be dead.
Your wife,
Gabi
Personally I've always dreamed of being a renaissance era collections curator for a lord's curiosity cabinet. I've passed myself off as a man, of course, stating that I caught an illness as a child which hindered my growth. I become a trusted and close friend to the lord between my travels to collect things for him, to the point that he offers me his eldest daughter's hand in marriage. The two of us have been having romantic exchanges through letters for quite some time so I accept (she knows very well I am a woman and not a man and this is what prompts our relationship to begin with). Through a series of 'unfortunate' events I, as the husband of his eldest daughter, gain the lord's land and possessions upon his death. That means I get to keep all the pretty old things for myself.
I think my dream job would be a medieval explorer who travels the world and then describes various animals I’ve seen on my travels to the illustrators of bestiaries
I'm having a rough night and I managed to convince myself not to take just over the amount of medicine I should but I'm still thinking about scratching myself or something and I could really use some encouragement from you guys to feel like I'm not a waste or useless.
A treat for you! Happy Halloween.
It shrank and got frozen on it's way here I think but thanks‼‼‼‼‼‼‼‼
I did a graduate. Am graduate. Did a graduating. Time for summer then college. Wooo
More of that punk Russian twerp.
I made arrows and a quiver for the con tomorrow. The cosplay is almost done! I'll post more pictures as I continue.
A lot of the time when I reblog jewellery on here, it’s art nouveau jewellery, because I really like art nouveau. In general, and in jewellery in particular. And most of that is the aesthetic. I like the natural forms, I like the twisty curly bits, I like the use of materials, I like how a lot of art nouveau jewellery is using metals and stones and other materials to create a specific form, an insect or a plant or a goddess or even sometimes nature scenes. I like …
I feel like a lot of the time with jewellery, it feels like ‘I’m going to use this object to show off the size and value of my pretty rock’. And there’s nothing wrong with that. Some of those rocks are indeed gorgeous. But art nouveau feels more ‘I’m going to use these pretty rocks, and several other things, to create the impact of this object’? I just love the use of materials, glass and enamel and colour, as well as precious stones and metals, to create a form or a scene.
Like, you get a diamond ring, it’s a diamond ring. But you get something like a dragonfly brooch (Louis Acoc):
Or a lilypad hair comb (Rene Lalique):
Or a wisteria branch (Georges Fouquet):
And it’s a whole creation. A little wearable piece of art.
And I don’t want to sound too dismissive. I know the craftmanship and skill and artistry that goes into any kind of jewellery making. That diamond ring took skill I will never have. I just.
I like the emphasis on form more than material that you get with art nouveau. Like normally you hear ‘glass jewellery’, ‘enamel jewellery’, and it’s cheap, it’s frowned upon, but in art nouveau it’s what that glass or enamel was used to make that’s the important part:
(Rene Lalique)
(Eugene Feuillatre)
Anyway. In summary, I really, really, really like art nouveau jewellery?
Hello! I'm Zeef! I have a degree in history and I like to ramble! I especially like the middle ages and renaissance eras of Europe, but I have other miscellaneous places I like too!
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