I will be honest guys, the Red portrait of king Charles is gorgeous asdfghjkl
it's a bad portrait. Like. Objectively. It does the opposite of what's intended. It looks like the painter is insulting him. If it was in a contemporary gallery with no context you would see it immediately as the ambivalent criticism of Charles's reign, how he fades into the overwhelming red background as a tiny little figure, small and insignificant, insufficient for the clothes he's wearing. It reminds my of Goya's portraits, how they were so 'realistic' that they ended up making these great figures look pathetic to the viewer. So these are our rulers?
the sheer novelty. the surprise and shock, the kinda cunt it's serving for no reason. I. I love it. It's an incredible portrait by Jonathan Yeo. By the sheer fact that Charles, the man, is impossible to portray as greater than man because he's just such a nothingburger of a dude. So a portrait made to make him look huge and interesting made him be swallowed in red brushstrokes. The butterfly, that reminded me immediately of " we will all laugh at guilded butterflies", draws more attention than him. It looks like an omen. It looks like a warning in all this red. Something is not right here.
This is the best royal portrait ever 10/10
It's April 1st today and in the light of april fools day i'd like to announce my opinion of this day being sacred to Hermes
guy who does a cost benefit analysis that concludes killing the ceo is the most profitable opinion
There are a fair few faux feminist statements I hate, but “We are the daughters of the witches you couldn’t burn” is one of them.
Gaheris, Mordred and Lady of the Lake for the Arthurian asks :)
Gaheris: Do you have any regrets? What are they?
I regret letting other determine who I was.
Mordred: What is your greatest fear?
I am afraid of being alone, not in a physical sense but rather in a chronicly lonely sort of way.
Lady of the Lake: What is your most prized possession and why?
My most prized possession is my stuffed polar bear named Knut. (He's in my profile picture.) I've had him since I was about five years old and he was purchased with my own money.
my grandfather for me. he's the gentlest man i've ever known. (detail from 'The thankful poor' c. 1894 by Henry Ossawa Tanner)
Hey don’t cry….almost time to stab ceaser again ok?
in psalm sixty, his faith has the feeling of a roofie. תַּרְעֵלָֽה, staggering and reeling. the register here is softer, though, than the poisoning he's known for
Losing my mind over the gospel of Luke being like “they wrapped his body in linen cloth and laid him in a tomb” after the beginning of the story being “they wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a manger” like
I’m absolutely feral