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kecobe · 2 years
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View of Pincio and Palazzo Zuccari, Rome Eugen Napoleon Neureuther (German; 1806–1882) ca. 1836–37 Oil on cardboard panel Nationalmuseum, Stockholm, Sweden
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alifeoffairytales · 6 months
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"Schneewittchen" watercolour painting by Eugen Napoleon Neureuther, via Red Cape Tales
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game-set-canet · 6 months
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Felix is trying to come up with solutions:
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Eugen Napoleon Neureuther - View of the Pincio and Palazzo Zuccari, Rome (ca. 1836-37)
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niemernuet · 3 months
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Lucas could race for Brasil in a sequined race suit and a carneval-headgear, he would never come close to be as extra as Felix Neureuther...
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Some call you a traitor.
I can live with that. I already called out things in my time as an active racer. I loudly criticised the Olympic Games in Sochi 2014 and Pyeonchang 2018. Nowadays everyone knows that I was right to do so.
You didn't boycott the Games.
My plan was to win Olympic Gold in 2018 and refuse the medal. As a sign of boycott.
You would have done that?
Of course I can proclaim a lot in hindsight, but back then I wasn't quite sure. It was my big motivation though. 2017 I won the first race of the season, I had a great form. Two weeks later I tore my ACL. I wanted to continue but in the end I had to go for surgery. That's why I missed the games.
Interview with my local newspaper (paywalled unfortch...)
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thommi-tomate · 6 months
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Kochen mit Thomas und Felix
Vital salad with shrimps
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to-dare-is-to-do · 6 months
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mikropenisz · 9 months
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Eugen Napoleon Neureuther - Lenore, 1835.
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florencenesbit · 4 months
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eugen napoleon neureuther. cinderella. 1848.
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mrdirtybear · 4 months
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'A Hungarian Prisoner' as painted in 1831 by German painter, etcher and illustrator Eugen Napoleon Neureuther (1806-1862). He was the son and pupil of the painter Ludwig Neureuther (1775–1830). He studied under mentor Wilhelm von Kobell (1766–1855). His illustrations for Goethe's romances and ballads, with marginal drawings, published in 1829-39, made his reputation.
In 1830 Neureuther visited Paris, where his illustrations of the scenes of the July revolution which appeared under the title "Souvenir of the 27th, 28th, 29th of July" (1831), a year after what was the second French revolution which led to a change of constitutional monarch and a change of royal house. Charles the Tenth of the House of Bourbon gave way to the younger generation Louis Phillipe of the House of Orleans. All Neureuther's work is distinguished by great decorative charm, by purity and a nobility of line.
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clouds-of-wings · 8 months
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Neureuther: Vase mit Seejungfrauen
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thomasmuellerfcbayern · 9 months
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YoungWings Golfturnier 2023
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sarahbrandner-fans · 2 years
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Sarah Brandner worked together with friends in a very special charity project, they renovated a house for Ukrainian refugees in Munich.
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kulapti · 8 months
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Aug 2023, bookbinding of The Silent Isle Imbowers by Tharkuun.
I’m sooo so so pleased to finally share this! I have been actively working on this for many months and waited until Tharkuun received her copy before posting so the final result would be a surprise.
-----------About this bookbinding under the cut
This binding has been one of the more elaborate pieces I have attempted so far. This has been my first binding where I (1) made three copies of a piece at once, (2) used a modified a historical illustration, (3) collaborated directly with another artist on the decorative elements, (4) finished matching art for the cover and title page, and (5) layered paint and heat-transfer vinyl for the covers. These are also (6) the first non-tiny books I have made with this style of hinge and cover attachment.
Pretty much immediately after I first read this story I felt I had to make myself a copy of this. I had a strong mental image of a vintage-looking cover for a fairy tale, with a deceptively simple design of flowers on the cover, probably with fancy metallic accents, the kind of thing you’d find in an interesting used bookstore with no summary, no text on the back, no dust jacket, just the flowers and maybe a title. I’m going to make a separate post about making this cover design a reality because oh man has it been a journey lol! I designed and drew the digital art for the cover (digital because of the cut and application method), as well as the corresponding title page illustration (pencil and dip pen, scanned, title added digitally).
When I asked Tharkuun about it she was excited to suggest I get in touch with quillingwords, who generously agreed to collaborate with me! Among her talents quilling writes calligraphy, and hand wrote both the book title and chapter headers for me to incorporate into my plans. Check OUT those chapter headers! So fancy! A font could never!! Quilling has also been very encouraging and let me yell about this project in dms for months so the final result could be a surprise for Tharkuun. Thank u so much quillingwords, your calligraphy adds invaluable amounts of swag to this project.
I was going to do some kinda neat font for the chapter headers, but quilling’s work is too cool for that and I decided to use a modified piece of a historical illustration instead. The illustration also happens to be cool as heck: I was browsing the Artstor database (an academic quality resource available for free via Jstor, my beloved) and found E. N. Neureuther's 1836 gorgeous etching for etching of the fairy tale Briar Rose, an illustration made for a printing of a Brothers Grimm recorded German fairy tale with Sleeping Beauty elements. Much to my delight this illustration not only matches the general look I wanted but is actually relevant to the story, itself a Sleeping Beauty spinoff.
Slightly less stylistically consistent are the endpapers, which are prints of two different paintings by Arnold Böcklin: Isle of the Dead (1883) in the front and Isle of Life (1888). The first painting had occurred to me as an excellent visual to go with the story, and Tharkuun and I discussed this and agreed that pairing it with the related later, more optimistic piece was too thematically appropriate to resist.
I had fun and learned a lot making these books and I am very pleased with the result!!
Materials: Archival bookboard, cardstock, cotton cheesecloth mull, archival PVA glue, linen thread coated in beeswax, paper cord, red cotton embroidery floss. Blue cotton backed with archival paper, acrylic paint, machine cut black and gold heat-transfer vinyl. Laser printed text and illustrations. Metallic scrapbooking paper.
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niemernuet · 3 months
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and okay i‘m gonna restrict myself to this being the last one but what if we did "i think this is the part where you're supposed to kiss me" for lucas and felix 😏😏😏 and then MAYBE if we wanted to be really evolved we could combine it with soft kisses becoming heated 😇😏🥰
Gotta be honest, I haven't listened to their podcast yet, so if something doesn't add up I apologise. Also the third one will come later. Thank you so much for sending these asks, I love you. 😘💋
Nobody ever tells you about the meetings. When he was still a racer they used to have meetings with the race director, followed by meetings with the head coach, meetings with the training coaches, and meetings with the service man. Hell, sometimes it felt as if he spent the entire weekend in meetings save for the two minutes of the race. Now that he is a retiree, he still has meetings with the race director, a bit more terse than before, followed however by meetings with the broadcast director of the race, meetings with the director of his station, meetings with the technical crew, and meetings with the people of the programme before and after the broadcast. And there is not even a race anymore that he can look forward to.
The social media guy, a pale, quiet bloke who still dresses for his dream job in a modern art gallery in Berlin and not for his current job in the Austrian Alps in the middle of the winter for the Bavarian broadcasting company, nods once, and starts to put his gear back into the bag.
“Looks good,” he says, and eyes Felix who suddenly feels really, really stupid in his outfit. “I’ll send you the link once I post it on Instagram. Also, the meeting with the team starts in five.”
Felix nods, his fingers tangled in the layers of cheap tulle wrapped around his head and falling down his shoulders. “Just go ahead, I’ll join you shortly.”
How can it be so hard to get this thing off?
The guy hesitates for a second, his gaze still scrutinising Felix. Then, he shrugs, and ambles away. The door to the small room a short hallway from the lobby away is open wide, and the noise of Kitzbühel’s most hectic weekend of the year fills the silence. Lucas observes Felix’ struggles for a while longer, his smile growing bigger and bigger until finally he takes pity.
“Here, let me!” he says, and pulls Felix’ hands away.
“I think the cord’s somewhere…,” Felix says, and hisses when Lucas’ fingers snag in his hair.
“Sorry,” Lucas chuckles. “Where did you find that monstrosity anyway?”
“One of the stylists brought it from the costume stock in Munich. I’m sure you could already see it in films and series.”
“If I watched German tv, that is.”
Felix snorts. “Yeah, tha…ouch!”
“Done!” Lucas announces proudly, and drops the tacky veil in Felix’ lap. “You’re welcome.”
Felix laughs, and sheepishly flattens his hair with his palm. With Lucas so close, he suddenly remembers Marcel’s sarcastic message after Felix’ very public outburst on social media following Lucas’ surprise in Sölden.
And you had the gall to call me cradle-snatcher?
Back in autumn, Felix took the time to write his answer in all-caps. AT LEAST I WAITED UNTIL HE WAS ALLOWED TO DRIVE A CAR!!!
He omitted the addendum that Felix did not snatch anything at all anyway.
That is, until today. His eyes wander over to Lucas, his immaculate curls, and he wonders how they would feel under his touch, how they would wrap around his fingers, how they would look fanned out on a pillow, how…
“I think this is the part where you’re supposed to kiss me.”
Felix blinks. “What?”
Instead of an explanation, Lucas leans over, and gives him a soft kiss on the lips.
“It’s only a real wedding if you seal it with a kiss,” he whispers.
Felix’ hands move on their own, burying themselves in Lucas’ hair, pulling him close for another kiss, and another, and another, until their lips fuse together.
He doesn’t know how much time has passed when they come up for breath, their foreheads pressed together, or if anyone has walked past the open door.
“My room’s on the second floor,” Lucas mutters. “But I understand if your meeting…”
Felix jumps up, and grabs Lucas’ hand. “They can do without me.”
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