“The Abbot and the Scribe”.

I’ve always loved stories of inappropriate marginalia on medieval manuscripts and that’s whay I started thinking about this tale. It ended up being a fable about How to Kill a Mary Sue, I think. It comes from the vault of past Secret Knots too, I hope you like it.

going online for hours at a time: depressing, bleak, I become convinced I'm fugly and poor and that nobody else has a messy room and that there is no hope for the future because we are a generation of lobotomised ipad babies

going online after being busy all day and I can't feel my feet anymore and I finally get 20 minutes to scroll tumblr: beautiful digital realm full of laughs jokes and funny beautiful women from all over the world let me live forever in the computer world idgaf

imagination (1963) - harold ordway rugg

"chekhovs cat / schrödingers razor / occams gun"

s/o to this skeleton babe from 1936

I bet there are people at The Daily Planet who look at Clark Kent and wonder how badly he must have been bullied as a child. Like the guy is huge, and smart, and pretty dang handsome. Yet he’s always shrinking in on himself, trying to look small and non-threatening. He calls himself “mild-mannered” which the whole floor has seen is just code for “I will make sassy jokes with my friends, but anytime anyone starts yelling at me I will just lie down and take it every time.” Everyone on his floor must think Smallville Middle School permanently destroyed his self-confidence. 

Reblog if you remember this motherfucker:

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?

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Dog Tricks 🐶

when I was a little kid at some point I got upset with my parents because I didn't have a crucifix in my bedroom and they did- I was like why do YOU get to be safe from vampires??? you're okay with me getting my blood sucked???? so we took a little trip to the catholic store but the one closest to us was run by a group of nuns that had been moved here from romania. I got a little baby pink cross and this sweet old nun was like 'aww, is this a baptism gift?' and I was like no. I need to be protected from vampires. and she immediately got SO serious and was like 'this is the best one we've got, you'll definitely be safe' and since she was literally from vampire land I was convinced she was like, van helsing. like the whole time my parents had been laughing about how cute my fear was but she literally Knew dracula and was taking my concerns seriously I held this over my parents for so long lmfao

繕い　　(；ﾟДﾟ) ﾅﾝﾄｫ Mending a sweater

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these are the questions about history that the people really need to ask

the first snow in harbin, northeastern china

yesterday my grandma found a penny on the floor and said to my grandpa “there’s that penny again, pa!” and i absolutely lost my mind because i couldn’t shelve the thought of a single panel Far Side comic of two old people on the front porch in the middle of nowhere and a giant penny angrily and inexplicably rolling through the wastes

“there’s that penny again, pa!”