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Remembering vampires and demons aren't real or available romantic options

Why does the third of the three brothers, who shares his food with the old woman in the wood, go on to become king of the country? Why does James Bond manage to disarm the nuclear bomb a few seconds before it goes off rather than, as it were, a few seconds afterwards? Because a universe where that did not happen would be a dark and hostile place. Let there be goblin hordes, let there be terrible environmental threats, let there be giant mutated slugs if you really must, but let there also be hope. It may be a grim, thin hope, an Arthurian sword at sunset, but let us know that we do not live in vain.

Terry Pratchett, “Let There Be Dragons” (A Slip of the Keyboard)

jean-honoré fragonard (french, 1732-1806)

“love the sentinel” ca. 1773-1776

“Sometimes, even with a film I really love, I cannot tell the story precisely. Sometimes I cannot even tell what happened chronologically. But I’ll have flashes of some things. Sometimes it looks almost like a still. What I know, what I can remember is the emotion I felt. I know I loved a film because I remember feeling good in the film or feeling odd when I came out, either in tears or touched or mad.”

— Agnès Varda, from an interview with Melissa Anderson, 2001 (via filmografie)

Hand painted, exceptionally rare miniature bat fan.  On thin shaved wood.  Circa 1900.

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if we could all stop pretending we are whole, and instead embrace our constant becoming…

Night at the museum, Nicolas Krief

Gatesville, North Carolina

circa 1840