Wedding ensemble from the Struge region in Albania. The outfit consists of five parts: a shirt, harem-style pants, waistcoat, waist scarf and head scarf. This outfit was part of a young Muslim Albanian woman’s trousseau during the early 20th century. It was woven on a large silk weaving loom. She was betrothed to be married but her fiancé died in tragic circumstances and the wedding did not proceed. The young woman never married and the costume remained unworn until it was given by her family to Erik Lloga, a friend of the family, who migrated to Australia from Albania in 1969. The family were keen for him to ‘save’ the costume and the cultural traditions it represented, at a time when such traditions were under threat of survival in many eastern bloc states.
Museum of Victoria
The (in)famous Romercutio kiss from the italian version of the musical
Wow. I will sail that ship.
I see your Romeo/Mercutio and raise you Oberon/Puck (from the Globe production)
Can we just—
Mephistopheles and Faustus in the Globe production of Christopher Marlowe’s Doctor Faustus
Please and Thank You
Best part of Winter Soldier, hands down:
"What’s Sitwell doing on that launch?"
DO HE GOT THE BOOTY
From the reactions to the people in the background it looks like he has something else.
Horse: Oh god man
Granny: Take me now
Lady: I mustn’t look
Baby: I want to be like you when I grow up
Mother: Don’t look children
National Poetry Month, Day 19
Poet: Arthur Rimbaud
Poem: “A Dream for Winter”
Snippet Whole Thing:
In winter we’ll travel in a little pink carriage
With cushions of blue.
We’ll be fine. A nest of mad kisses waits
In each corner too.
You’ll shut your eyes, not to see, through the glass,
Grimacing shadows of evening,
Those snarling monsters, a crowd going past
Of black wolves and black demons.
Then you’ll feel your cheek tickled quite hard…
A little kiss, like a maddened spider,
Will run over your neck…
And you’ll say: “Catch it!” bowing your head,
– And we’ll take our time finding that creature
– Who travels so far…
Did you know that Leonardo DiCaprio starred in a movie called Total Eclipse about Rimbaud? WEIRD. Here it is.
Leonardo DiCaprio as Rimbaud.
Tumblr, you continually fulfill desires I didn’t even know I had.
Anonymous asked: The doctor will never be a woman. There are plenty of women in the show that are admirable role models. I think you're just full ofsh it. Stop pushing your american views onto Doctor Who, a BRITISH show, with BRITISH values. It's unbelievable how obnoxious and hypocritical feminists are, especially you third-wave feminists. Always spouting "equal rights" but, "Can't hit me, cause I'm a girl!" You probably won't respond to this because you know I'm right and the whovianfeminism stance is weak.
This was so beautiful that I had to put it up on my wall and examine it as if it were an exquisite piece of art.
"Manpain" by Anonymous
Above we have a quintessential example of early 21st Century prose by an aggrieved man. The author of this piece is unknown, but we can surmise by his inability to properly say “shit” to a woman and his assurance that he likes “admirable” female characters that he is most likely a “Nice Guy.”
The anonymous author employs deliberate obtuseness in order to provoke a reaction from his audience. Notice how he pretends no British individual supports the idea of a woman portraying the Doctor, despite clear evidence to the contrary, even amongst actors who have portrayed the titular character on the show. Then there is the stunning self-centeredness regarding his perception of third wave feminism; he is only interested in equality it grants him the “right” to hit the women whose arguments make him so incoherently angry that he is unable to rationally reply.
His final challenge attempts to trap the reader. Do we respond and grant him the audience and validation he so desperately seeks, or do we ignore him and let him believe he has won? But perhaps we have a third option: to turn the focus back on him and examine how his comments display his deep insecurity in his own sense of masculinity, something he feels can only be reclaimed by challenging a girl on the internet to a fight and preemptively declaring victory because he fears he cannot engage with her on an intellectual level.
a work of goddamn art oh my god
At the end of WWII the first theater performance in Berlin was a rough production of The Threepenny Opera at the Theater am Schiffbauerdamm. Wolf Von Eckardt described the 1945 performance where audience members climbed over ruins and passed through a tunnel to reach the open-air auditorium deprived of its ceiling. In addition to the smell of dead bodies trapped beneath the rubble, Eckardt recollects the actors themselves were ‘haggard, starved, [and] in genuine rags. Many of the actors … had only just been released from concentration camp. They sang not well, but free.’
Von Eckardt, Wolf; Gilman, Sander (1975); Bertolt Brecht’s Berlin