This is a photomontage I made a few years back, an emulation of a well known piece of Pop Art by Sir Peter Blake, Jann Haworth, (et al), which I made for a book published by We Belong Dead magazine (Eric McNaughton, ed.) titled "Into the Velvet Darkness: A Celebration of Vincent Price".
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the thing about the house of the seven gables is that it's incredible and it also sucks so bad. it was absolute torture to get through but i do not regret a second i spent reading it. they stuck that woman in a house for ~400 pages. there's an entire chapter about a corpse sitting in a chair. nathaniel hawthorne spends 80 pages saying something that could have been said in a paragraph. you never find out who the narrator is but he sure is a Guy. phoebe deserved better.
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I kinda zoned out and built this really cool house in Minecraft, but when I stepped back and counted it only had six gables, and that, my dear friends, just couldn't stand.
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Holgrave: "Now that there's a corpse within the next room, there will never be a more opportune time to profess my love for you, dearest Phoebe."
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In the third episode of season 3, Kendra brings you to The House of the Seven Gables in Salem, Massachusetts. The home was the inspiration of Nathaniel Hawthorne’s The House of the Seven Gables and was owned in the 1800s by his cousin Susannah Ingersoll. The home was originally built by Captain John Turner and was in his family for three generations.
The House of the Seven Gables was no longer a private residence in 1908 when Caroline Emmerton purchased the home to act as both a house museum and a Settlement House. The home was restored to a 1720 interpretation by Joseph Chandler. Four gables had been removed over the years and were added back, along with the addition of a secret staircase.
Thank you to The House of the Seven Gables, Senior Historic Interpreter and Lead Researcher David Moffat, and Community Engagement Director Julie Arrison-Bishop. You can book tour tickets to see The House of the Seven Gables in person.
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Flowers in Gothic Literature
Spring is finally here in the northeastern U.S.! Magnificent magnolia trees and sunny daffodils have been bringing a smile to my face as I go on my lunchtime walks. But beautiful things can have a dark side, and if the film Midsommar has taught us anything, it’s that you can still experience intense terror while surrounded by colorful flowers. Flowers pop up in all sorts of unexpected places in…
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Gothic Melodramas I
Below is a list of Gothic melodramas in movies and television (in chronological order:
GOTHIC MELODRAMAS I
“Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde” (1931); dir. Rouben Mamoulian
“The Story of Temple Drake” (1933); dir. Stephen Roberts
“The House of the Seven Gables” (1940); dir. Joe May
“Rebecca” (1940); dir. Alfred Hitchcock
“Gaslight” (1944); dir. George Cukor
“The Picture of Dorian Gray” (1945); dir. Albert Lewin
“Dragonwyck” (1946); dir. Joseph L. Mankiewicz
End of PART I
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I can't tell if I like or hate the way Nathaniel Hawthorne writes
He's so descriptive and the use of language is just *chef's kiss*
But oh my god the whole 'the reader may interpret' or 'the author is inclined to' is driving me insane
Currently reading "The House of the Seven Gables" and I am highly conflicted atm
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A Walk in History. Visiting a dark beauty overlooking the waterfront. This was my favorite spot in Salem, MA. The House of the Seven Gables.
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"There is something so massive, stable, and almost irresistibly imposing in the exterior presentment of established rank and great possessions, that their very existence seems to give them a right to exist; at least, so excellent a counterfeit of right, that few poor and humble men have moral force enough to question it, even in their secret minds."
from The House of the Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne
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nathaniel hawthorne - the house of the seven gables (1851)
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Holgrave: "Shall we never, never get rid of this Past? It lies upon the Present like a giant's dead body! In fact, the case is just as if a young giant were compelled to waste all his strength in carrying about the corpse of the old giant, his frandfather, who died a long while ago, and only needs to be decently buried. Just think a moment, and it will startle you to see what slaves we are to bygone times - to Death, if we give the matter the right word!"
Phoebe: "Man, all I asked was what brought you into acquaintance with my dusky cousin and why you chose to willingly lodge in this dusty old deathtrap of a house with her.... Geez."
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Man’s own youth is the world’s youth; at least, he feels as if it were, and imagines that the earth’s granite substance is something not yet hardened, and which he can mould into whatever shape he likes. So it was with Holgrave. He could talk sagely about the world’s old age, but never actually believed what he said; he was a young man still, and therefore looked upon the world—that graybearded and wrinkled profligate, decrepit, without being venerable—as a tender stripling, capable of being improved into all that it ought to be, but scarcely yet had shown the remotest promise of becoming. He had that sense, or inward prophecy, —which a young man had better never have been born than not to have, and a mature man had better die at once than utterly to relinquish,—that we are not doomed to creep on forever in the old bad way, but that, this very now, there are the harbingers abroad of a golden era, to be accomplished in his own lifetime.
It seemed to Holgrave, as doubtless it seemed to the hopeful of every century since the epoch of Adam's grandchildren, that in this age more than ever before, the moss grown and rotten past is to be torn down and lifeless institutions to be thrust out of the way, and their dead corpses buried, and everything to begin anew.
As to the main point, may we never live to doubt it — as to the better centuries coming — the artist was surely right. His error lay in supposing that this age, more than any past or future one, is destined to see the tattered garments of antiquity exchanged for a new suit, instead of gradually renewing themselves by patchwork.
— The House of the Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne
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