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ahomeformyself 2 months
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Rooting for this 馃挏
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livesunique 6 months
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Schloss Drachenburg, K枚nigswinter, Germany,
Photo by @world_walkerz
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ab. 1882 Home dress with "Cul de Paris" bustle by Charles Frederick Worth
silk, warp velvet with boucl茅 velvet in a floral pattern, honey-colored silk satin; feed; Silk in damask technique, cotton gauze; Finishing: silk satin ribbons, cotton machine lace
(Kunstgewerbemuseum Berlin)
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The Skipping Rope, Janet Archer, 1883
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daguerreotyping 11 months
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Ambrotype of a good-looking young man fulfilling his 19th century plaid quota with both bow and waistcoat, c. 1860s
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Untitled, by Marek Ruzyk (1965-)
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yorksnapshots 10 months
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Seen from the Walls.
From the Roman walls of York, The Victorian Principal Hotel. Opened May 1878 as the Royal Station Hotel.
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African masks are a diverse and vibrant form of art that has been created for centuries. They are used in initiations and other coming of age rituals.
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listened to the in our times episode about robert burns, and weirdly enough, the most memorable line was '...perhaps if wordsworth hadn't gone to cambridge, he'd have written in cumbrian dialect. conversely, attending university might've ruined robert burns.' and now i can't stop imagining the alternative reality where wordsworth had preserved rural cumbrian dialect by writing his poetry in it. my hearts weeps.
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When i was a teen at the late 90s, I met a friend group of my same town for the first time. We all were kind of freaks. They invited me to take a snack at Carla`s home. I always wanted to se the interioris of her house. Was a large building of two floors that crossed the block, with two facades, one on each parallel street, one of them with a little front garden. The outside wall was maroon, and full of plants and flowers, with strange stone decorations. The other acces, was one of the older libraries of my homwtown. The type of store where you buy books, school and craft supplies, plushies.... Everytime I walk into the store, I imagine how it woul be that home. And when my new frind group invited me, wasn't dissapointing at all.
The floors had colorfull hydraulic tile mosaics, different in every room. The distribution was strange, seems like the people who lived there were more concerned about being happy than being normal. They had a precious kitchen, with pure wood cabinets, and a giant table in the middle. All the windows had color glass and curved wood frames. My country is famous for being full of modernist arquitecture from the beggining of the 19th century, and that home was an example of that influence. in ffront of the kitchen, there was a large hall that ended in a conservatory, with the garden in the background. That room was full of rugs and instruments. Any kind of instruments. Carla's dad was a musician, like herself and her brother, and their grandma was a piano player. Next to the conservatory, it was a little room, with two puffs, a tv, and the walls were fully covered with videotapes, almost all of them were 80's scifi films. Next to that room, were the stairs for to second floor. I don't remember how the bedrooms looked like, because I only entered into the bathroom. A giant bathroom. The floor, the walls, and the roof was covered in craked color tiles, making filigrees and figures. The sink and the bathub were cosntructed. and covered with the same motifs with craked tiles. The craked tile style is typical from here, and every town has a home like that, normally made by the same owners of the house. The bathroom also had big plants. It was like a movie set.
Visiting that home, made me decide I was going to live like them. At my own, with my own rules, with my own desires, with my own ideas. I was 14yo, and before walking into that house, my thughts about adulthood never suggered any type of love for nothing. I saw ''the growing thing'' as a dead of the soul and a productivity obsession. That home teached me I was worng. That home teached me you need to surround yourself with the correct souls.
That day I learned a little bit of how real magic works.
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livesunique 3 months
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Castel Savoia, Gressoney-Saint-Jean, Aosta, Italy,
Photo by @roby_aroundtheworld
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mazeofthemartyr 1 year
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Brahms Heelshire鈥檚 home is absolutely breathtaking 馃槶
The Boy was filmed in the 19th century victorian-era castle Craigdarroch, located in Victoria, Canada.
It is open to the public for visit.
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inside the tykocin synagogue in tykocin, poland, built in 1642. jews first arrived to tykocin almost a century earlier and turned it into a famous jewish intellectual center. after being desecrated during the holocaust, it was restored in the 1970s.
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An Evening at Home - Edward Poynter, 1888
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