White Rock Creek

from the series ‘African Canvas’photographs by Margaret...

Thu, 16 May 2013 23:10:00 -0400

from the series ‘African Canvas’
photographs by Margaret Courtney-Clarke

lunarblue21: xcgirl08: shoujofeels: becausetheinternet: A...

Sat, 27 Apr 2013 08:37:01 -0400

xcgirl08:

shoujofeels:

becausetheinternet:

A 2500 year old mummy that had some amazing tattoos.

WHAT.

NO FUCKING WAY.

YO HOLD ON.

IT GETS BETTER.

This mummy, found in the Altai mountains of Siberia, is actually that of a young woman who died at about the age of twenty-five; she is thought to have been a member of the Pazyryk tribe.

She was buried with six horses and two similarly-tattooed men (the horned griffon that decorates her shoulder also appears on the man buried closest to her, covering most of his right side), possibly escorts. She was also wearing a horse-hair wig, silk, and elaborate boots, which is all a level of ceremony that would have likely only been accorded to a woman of high rank. You didn’t get inked like this unless you were very important, and had worked your way up to that importance.

…Hence, of course, the references to her by researchers as ‘The Ukok Princess,’ although due to the lack of weapons in her grave they have concluded that the woman was in fact a healer or a storyteller.

And now I’m all consumed with curiosity: Who was she? What amazing things did she accomplish? Why these symbols, and what did they mean? Who were the two men alongside her?

The most informative article about it can be found here, although I would completely eat up any other information you guys could find.

#awesome stuff #history

Oooh the Altai Mountains….

suicideblonde: Nocturne by Martin Wittfooth

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 16:49:29 -0400

suicideblonde:

Nocturne by Martin Wittfooth

"For whom, then, is the book intended? That is the trouble. Unless I can say, “For those, young..."

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 00:59:00 -0400

“

For whom, then, is the book intended? That is the trouble. Unless I can say, “For those, young or old, who like the things which I like,” I find it difficult to answer. Is it a children’s book? Well, what do we mean by that? Is The Wind in the Willows a children’s book? Is Alice in Wonderland? Is Treasure Island? These are masterpieces which we read with pleasure as children, but with how much more pleasure when we are grown-up. In any case, what do we mean by “children”? A boy of three, a girl of six, a boy of ten, a girl of fourteen - are they all to like the same thing? And is a book “suitable for a boy of twelve” any more likely to please a boy of twelve than a modern novel is likely to please a man of thirty-seven; even if the novel be described truly as “suitable for a man of thirty-seven”? I confess that I cannot grapple with these difficult problems. But I am very sure of this: that no one can write a book which children will like, unless he write it for himself first. That being so, I shall say boldly that this is a story for grown-ups. […] But, as you see, I am still finding it difficult to explain just what sort of book it is. Perhaps no explanation is necessary. Read in it what you like; read it to whomever you like; be of what age you like; it can only fall into one of the two classes. Either you will enjoy it, or you won’t.
It is that sort of book.

-A.A. Milne about his awesome charming book Once on a Time.

”

march walk

Fri, 08 Mar 2013 19:17:02 -0500

march walk

sashayed: #unexpectedly erotic

Fri, 08 Mar 2013 15:17:15 -0500

sashayed:

#unexpectedly erotic

fuckyeahvintageillustration: ‘The hollow land - a romance’ by...

Tue, 05 Mar 2013 02:16:50 -0500

fuckyeahvintageillustration:

‘The hollow land - a romance’ by William Morris. Published 1905 by The Village Press.

See the complete book here.

unwinona: iwanttoseethestarsdoctor: Did anyone else read Sideways Stories from Wayside School as a...

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 10:24:46 -0500

unwinona:

iwanttoseethestarsdoctor:

Did anyone else read Sideways Stories from Wayside School as a kid?

I remember one story about a new kid who smells horrible and wears a big coat and is an all around jerk. The kids have had enough of his shit so they start pulling off his coat, only to find another coat, and another, and eventually they get to a little tiny coat and when they pull it off the kid is just a dead rat and they go gross and throw it out the window. The end.

These books were fucking awesome.

The unicorn in captivity. Wool warp with wool, silk, silver,...

Fri, 08 Feb 2013 01:15:32 -0500

The unicorn in captivity. Wool warp with wool, silk, silver, and gilt wefts, 368 cm x 251,5 cm; 1495-1505. New York, Metropolitan Museum of Art.

at the auto auction

Thu, 07 Feb 2013 00:58:15 -0500

at the auto auction

Photo

Thu, 07 Feb 2013 00:44:21 -0500

Photo

Thu, 31 Jan 2013 15:52:14 -0500

Photo

Thu, 31 Jan 2013 09:35:18 -0500

"The rustling of the silk is discontinued, Dust drifts over the court-yard, There is no sound of..."

Thu, 31 Jan 2013 03:18:46 -0500

“The rustling of the silk is discontinued,
Dust drifts over the court-yard,
There is no sound of footfall, and the leaves
Scurry into heaps and lie still,
And she the rejoicer of the heart is beneath them:

A wet leaf that clings to the threshold.”

- “Liu Ch’e,” trans. Ezra Pound (via differenceetrepetition)

Atlanta

Wed, 30 Jan 2013 09:28:25 -0500

Atlanta

appalachian ziggurat (actually the Raven Cliff Furnace)

Wed, 30 Jan 2013 09:10:28 -0500

appalachian ziggurat

(actually the Raven Cliff Furnace)

"I can find no peace. I drink two cups, then three bowls of clear wine until I can’t stand up..."

Wed, 09 Jan 2013 09:59:33 -0500

“I can find no peace.
I drink two cups, then three bowls
of clear wine until I can’t
stand up against a gust of wind.
Wild geese fly overhead.
They wrench my heart.”

- Li Ch’ing-choa (Chinese, 1084 - 1151),
from “Autumn Love” (via concinne)

Russian(?) Beauty and the Beast

Sun, 06 Jan 2013 21:26:19 -0500

Russian(?) Beauty and the Beast

concinne: When I was younger I always imagined heaven, as a...

Thu, 03 Jan 2013 22:39:39 -0500

concinne:

When I was younger I always imagined heaven, as a place, must look like Tyrol. I’ve only seen photographs. The alpine landscape’s sharp mountains cut up through forests and intermediary pastures, with a few small villages scattered over the slopes, and there’s deep snow in winter. To go out on a limb, it looks like one of these places where the landscape just fits with the inside of one’s head, so that the air would seem clearer even if it weren’t. For me the same is true of the Rockies and the Caucusus. I don’t know if this stems from a universal reverence for mountains or if some people respond the same way to different scenery, such as deserts or ocean coasts. But I find the effect totally sublime, because it’s as though all the drama inside a person poured out and upheaved the land and left their own mind as clear and still as a mirror…Actually, I always imagined heaven would be tending flocks in such a place. Isn’t that bizarre/Christian/Heideggerien? To want to look after goats. Kid Dreams! (ha ha)

This! This.

unwinona: peetaslongbun: Oh hey look, a 12 year-old just...

Sun, 30 Dec 2012 22:55:37 -0500

unwinona:

peetaslongbun:

Oh hey look, a 12 year-old just grasped the main concepts of The Hunger Games more accurately than most media networks.