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orphanheirs · 26 days

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Intro Post!💀🦇🕸🕯

Hey there! Figured I'd finally make one of these in case anyone who stumbles on this blog wonders what it's all about.

As it says in my blog description, this is an online space where I can compile and organize imagery, info, and anything else that inspires me related to the novel I'm developing. At least that was the original motivation for making this, but I'm definitely wanting to post some original content surrounding the story and the characters in it soon! This imaginary world has been obsessing me for a few years now, and I'm honestly chomping at the bit to share it with others.

What you'll see on here:

Images related to: gothic lit, the regency period in Europe/Britain, the late 16th/early 17th century, some earlier 18th century, ancient and prehistoric cultures, paganism, the occult, witchcraft, fairies, folklore, the countryside/forests, autumn, Halloween, demons/devils, romantic fashion, screenshots and gifs from films, illustrations/other artists' art that inspires me, and any other random pic that speaks to me or that gives me an idea even vaguely related to the story.

Text posts relating to: all the same subjects above, plus quotes from poetry and literature, other stories that inspire me, and writing advice posts/memes.

Hopefully soon: posts introducing my characters and sharing concept art, ideas, research I've done, who knows what else??

***Content warning for some imagery that may be disturbing (as can be expected, I guess, from a horror aesthetic/theme).***

What the novel's about:

It's [going to be] a gothic/dark fantasy/folk horror/historical fiction novel set in regency Britain and centering around the concept of Halloween and its origins/meaning. Think Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell meets Over the Garden Wall. Kinda. Characters include a bratty aspiring sorcerer, a demonic changeling who wants to be human, a witch, a sin eater, and a handsome devil. Over the course of the plot the question of whether the spirit realm(s) and mortal world should be kept separate will be a source of conflict.

I've had some aspects of this story/characters in my head since I was 14, so it's super special to me!

About me:

I'm an artist, writer, and musician. This is my first time trying to write anything as involved as a novel. I'm having loads of fun with it, though. I love music and reading and history, particularly fashion history, and anything related to the supernatural. The title of my blog is a reference to a song by Echo & the Bunnymen (though I think it's actually an inaccurate lyric :P ).

Ficton books I've been reading lately: Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clarke, The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafón, Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles books, Edgar Allan Poe short stories

Nonfiction books I've been reading: The Devil and All His Works by Dennis Wheatley, Celtic Mythology by Philip Freeman, The Making of Victorian Values by Ben Wilson, Occult Features of Anarchism by Erica Lagalisse, Halloween by Lesley Pratt Bannatyne

Some musical artists I'm into recently: Cranes, Kate Bush, The The, The Smiths, Fiona Apple, Alex G, Caroline Polachek, Imogen Heap, Depeche Mode, Fad Gadget, Pinback, Steeleye Span, The Cleaners From Venus, Suzanne Vega, The Garden, Jessica Pratt

Visual Artists I've been thinking about lately: Edward Gorey, Aubrey Beardsley, Nicole Rodrigues, Francisco de Goya, Leonora Carrington, Brian Froud, Wendy Froud, Willam Blake, Edvard Munch, Harry Clarke

Some of my favorite films: The Witch, Valerie and Her Week of Wonders, The Wicker Man (original), Meshes of the Afternoon, Days of Heaven, The Thief and the Cobbler, The Masque of the Red Death

Regardless of why you're here, I sincerely hope you enjoy browsing around, and feel free to say hi! :) I would love to link up with other writers on here and make some new pals. Also feel free to like this post and I'll give you a follow!

#writeblr #writeblr introduction #new writeblr #writblr #writeblr community #divider found on the blogs cold--carnage and sweetparty

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Omg hiiiiii I’m so glad you’re back! I hope you had a fabulous wedding and honeymoon!! Your latest psolc chapter was *chefs kiss*. I reread the whole thing again for the millionth time and I kept getting this scene in my head of the kids in the future. Like they all meet for thanksgiving or they’re all back for the summer and no one’s seen anyone for a few months and like 18/19 year old Spencer just casually strolls in like he isn’t suddenly 6’1 and is the tallest instead of the shortest. Everyone’s just like where did this beanpole come from? Kinda the same vibe as when he cuts his hair in season 5 in the show and just walks in and everyone is like are we gonna talk about this😂 anywaysss I’m excited to read more❤️❤️

this is SO cute and I'm emotional about Spencer being all grown up.

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Emily opened the front door with her hip. “What’s up, bitches?” she hollered. “I’m here, and I brought presents!”

The townhouse was warm and noisy, filled with chattering conversation and Christmas music playing on the speaker. Penelope jumped up from the couch, nearly bonking JJ in the nose, and ran over to her. “Emily, oh my god!” she said, flinging her arms around her. “Oh my god, I didn’t think you were getting in until tomorrow!”

“Yeah, me neither, but it turns out when you work for the Czech ambassador and the French ambassador owes you a favor, they can pull a few strings,” Emily laughed. “Oh my god, look at you. Somehow you look exactly the same and yet you’re completely different.”

“That’s what happens when you get older but retain your youthful aesthetic,” Penelope said. “Ooh, you brought wine? I can take care of that.”

“It’s weird to think we’re old enough to drink wine now,” JJ said. She had changed more than Penelope had, her face slimmer and her blonde hair cut in a chic long bob.

“Speak for yourself,” Dave snorted.

Emily snickered. “Nice mustache, Rossi,” she said. He scowled, stroking it self-consciously.

“We’re just waiting for Aaron and Haley now,” JJ said.

“Derek can’t make it, he’s got a football game tomorrow, but we’re going to set up a zoom call,” Penelope said.

Emily looked around the cozy living room. The Christmas tree glimmered with warm white lights, making the ornaments sparkle, and three stockings were hung up on a bookshelf in lieu of a mantel. “Where’s Alex?” she asked.

“Kitchen with James, they’re finishing up dinner and they’re refusing to let us help,” Dave said.

Emily hurried down the hall. “Where’s the bride?” she hollered.

Alex started, nearly dropping the spoon she was holding. “Emily, what the fuck?” she said, but her eyes lit up. “Oh my god, you’re here early!”

“Show me the ring, show me the ring!” Emily said, beckoning. Alex held out her left hand, her cheeks turning pink. “Good goddamn, Blake, you did good.”

“I’ve had that ring in the back of my mind for years,” James said, beaming proudly. “I thought she would like it.”

Emily held Alex’s hand in hers, turning this way and that to get a good look at her sparkling engagement ring. “You like it, right, Alex?” she said. “Because if you don’t, I will march James to the nearest jewelry store to piuck out something you do.”

“No, no, I love it,” Alex said. James kissed her lightly as he walked past her. “How was your flight?”

“Long, but bearable in first class,” Emily said.

“Well, you got here just in time for dinner,” Alex said. “Perfect timing.”

A tall young man with tousled light brown hair stuck his head in the kitchen, sliding in his socks. “James, where’s the stereo remote?” he asked.

“Should be on the end table,” James said.

“Oh, perfect, thanks,” the stranger said, darting back out.

Emily frowned. “I thought it was just going to be us this Christmas,” she said. “A good ol’ St. Thaddeus reunion.”

“It is,” Alex said, wiping her hand on a dishtowel.

Emily glanced back over her shoulder. “Then who the hell was that?” she said.

Alex and James both looked up. “Do you not…oh my god,” Alex said.

“Well, he has changed quite a bit,” James said.

“Guys, who is that?” Emily asked.

James grinned. “Hey Spencer?” he called. “Can you come in here, please?”

Emily’s jaw dropped. “No,” she said. “Oh hell no. You two are shitting me.”

The tall boy, probably in his mid to late teens, ran back in. “What’s wrong?” he asked. He noticed Emily and his hazel eyes lit up. “Emily! When did you get here?”

Emily covered her mouth and doubled over. “I am hallucinating,” she said. “You cannot…that’s not…” She straightened up and peeked through her fingers. “Spencer?”

He smiled, and now she could recognize the little nine-year-old in this grown up boy’s face. “Hi!” he said. “My growth spurts finally hit.”

Alex patted his cheek. “My baby isn’t a baby anymore,” she sighed.

“Holy shit,” Emily said. “Your voice changed. And you’re a giant.”

“I’m almost as tall as Aaron and James now,” Spencer said proudly.

“Don’t let him fool you, he still sleeps with his blanket,” James said.

#au: patron saint of lost causes #patron saint future #patron saint: alex #patron saint: james #patron saint: emily #patron saint: penelope #patron saint: spencer #patron saint: jj #caitlin writes things

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pathofregeneration · 11 months

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Joseph Parker, Untitled (1973)

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The Visions of Joseph Parker, part IV

“Walter Hopps, former curator of the Smithsonian Institute and Senior Curator at the Guggenheim Museum, included Joseph Parker’s work among the California visionaries celebrated in his decisive book of 1977, Visions. Hopps describes the artist as presiding ‘over his model universe like an ecstatic god, bestowing it with a wealth of finely detailed contour, texture and local color, all executed with a consummate, meticulous, precision-tooled craftsmanship, breathtaking in its hyper-real clarity.’

Parker worked from the memory of his super-conscious visions. His kaleidoscopic skies, like Persian rug sunsets, present complex, mandalic haloes radiating from a brightly dawning, transcendental sun. Great artists map a new region in our consciousness, and their depictions allow us to visit the Divine imagination where, in the words of Ibn Arabi, ‘God meets God.’ Parker’s body of work evokes the heavenly world to come. As there is a ‘Blake Land,’ a ‘Fuchs World’ and a ‘Mati Klarwein Island,’ there is a mapped area of awareness called ‘Joseph Parker.’ Joseph Parker painted the sun’s rays expanding out in boundless brocade tapestries, patterned fields of rich color, both intricate and elegantly simple. The recurring motif of a centralized sun over landscape, ocean or mountain, became emblematic as Parker’s signature.

In an homage to Joseph Parker, in December of 2008 Alex began the painting, ‘Ocean of Love Bliss.’ Two lovers in the ocean embrace before a sky resonant with the patterns of Joseph Parker. In the hearts of the lovers is a bright light, shared by the sunrise. While painting this piece we got the tragic news of Joseph Parker's death. Thank you, Joseph Parker, for mapping an authentic aesthetic advancement toward super-consciousness. ...

Joseph Parker died to this world, at age 79, at 6:30 a.m. on May 17, 2009, in Desert Hot Springs, CA.”

— Joseph Parker, Carl Hammer Gallery

#Joseph Parker #Art #Beauty #Painting #Visionary #Visions #Wisdom #Walter Hopps #Ibn Arabi #Spiritual Sun #Visions of Paradise #Children of the Sun

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0shewrites0 · 2 years

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about me |

Hi, I’m Rae! This blog is all about LITG (and maybe a little TVD & RC sometimes too) 🤍

ao3 name |

SweetlikeCinnam0n

The reason behind that?

fav islanders of seasons 1-4 |

🦋 S1// Levi, Tim & Rohan

🦋 S2// Lucas, Kassam, Carl & Gary

🦋 S3// Seb, Harry & Ciaran (I clearly have to thank @mrsbsmooth for falling in love with Ciaran 🥺)

🦋 S4// Will, Oliver & Youcef (thanks to @rebelrayne I love Youcef sm more now!)

chat to your fav LI’s | overview

💬 There are Bobby, Bruno, Gary, Lucas, Will, Oliver and many more (to come)!

💬 a little tutorial on how it works

fanfics | LITG

📝 Lucas x Sienna - I’m Yours (completed)

📝 Kassam x Aaliyah - Seamless (completed)

📝 Eddie x Liv - if not today, maybe tomorrow (HIATUS)

📝 Lucas x MC - A Fine Line Between Hate And Love (one shot about Elisa entering the Villa on Day 20)

📝 Lucas x MC/Lucas x Blake - crossroads (completed)

📝 Toby x MC - It was meant to be you (s6 finale rewrite / one shot)

📝 Alex x MC - liquid gold (s7 villa fic, ongoing)

📝 Alex x MC - a thief and a liar (s7 Christmas AU two chapter fic)

📝 Jin x MC - rainbow (s8 one shot, part I of Tempting Fate, vol I)

📝 Jin x MC - cotton candy clouds (s8 one shot, part II of Tempting Fate, vol I)

fanfics | RC

📝 Malbonte x MC (HS/HS2) - Dead of Night (ongoing)

📝 Amen x Evthys (SCN) - his neferut (one shot)

prompts |

🍀 All Your Lies - prompt: Lie Detector Test || Kassam x Aaliyah

🍀 Too Many Maybe’s - prompt: the recoupling where Eddie doesn’t want to waste his time with MC 😭 || Eddie x MC

🍀 A Bite Of Your Love - prompt: monthly prompt competition on r/LITGFanFiction on Reddit || Youcef x MC

🍀 One More Chance - prompt: the one that got away / returning!Lucas (part of the litg s2 tumblr gift exchange) || Lucas x MC

🍀 The Heart Wants What It Wants - prompt: rewriting Operation Nope || Gary x MC

🍀 Of moss irises and monochrome worlds - prompt: all things Christmas || Ciaran x MC (part of the litg discord Christmas gift exchange)

🍀 Like salt and pepper - prompt: friends to lovers || Tai x MC (part of the monthly prompt competition on Reddit r/LITGFanFiction)

🍀 burgundy in my veins - prompt: mermaid AU / soulmates || Rohan x MC (part of the litgff discord trope roulette)

🍀 the ghost of you - prompt: write something for Oliver (anon ask) || Oliver x MC (READ THE TAGS ON AO3!!)

asks & requests |

📩 What life with Kassam would look like

📩 Song lyrics/quotes that remind me of I’m Yours and Seamless

📩 Would Will (s4) and Lucas get along?

📩 Does Lucas deserve to be cheated on by MC with r!Henrik?

📩 Suresh & Hazeem’s last names

📩 Lucas dating an insecure girl - what would that look like?

📩 Yandere Lucas ??

📩 Henrik as the best man at Lucas’s wedding 🥹

📩 what’s up with Lucas’s disaster recoupling speech and is he worse than Rahim?

📩 Would Lucas date someone who’s into pastel goth aesthetic?

📩 Lucas x MC diagnosed with ADHD

📩 yandere!Lucas x MC

📩 yandere!Klaus Mikaelson x human fem reader hc’s

📩 yandere!Klaus Mikaelson x reader pregnant w/ Hope

📩 21st century non-hybrid yandere!Klaus Mikaelson

📩 request: Tai x MC - Like salt and pepper

📩 request: Oliver x MC - the ghost of you

more fun stuff |

✨ Kassam’s moodboard & face claim

✨ Aaliyah’s moodboard

✨ Aaliyah & Kassam - art

✨ I’m Yours moodboard (Lucas x Sienna)

✨ theory: Why Lucas brings back Blake

✨ moodboard: crossroads (Raven)

✨ Lucas’s 🌶️ scenes

✨ Lucas being his protective self 🥺

✨ moodboard: Eddie Harris

✨ moodboard: Olivia Machado (if not today, maybe tomorrow)

#about me #litg #litg fanfics #ao3 fanfics #ao3 writer #love island the game

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kitkatopinions · 1 year

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RWBY volume 9 theories

Spoilers below the keep reading

(Note: I still haven't watched the episode, this is all simply based on the intro.)

So! I think Alice/Alex/New Girl could be Ruby, Oz, Oz's daughter, Penny, or Neo. And I'll explain why I think each option is plausible, but first I want to note that when everyone is walking and running in a line, New Girl is right at the front and the order they're in is clearly important.

So, it starts out New Girl in the lead, Yang after her, then Blake, then Weiss, then Ruby. Then in the next one, it's New Girl, then Blake, then Yang, Weiss, and Ruby starting to trail behind as the others are picking up speed and she isn't. Then again, New Girl, Blake, Yang, Weiss, and Ruby with a now noticeable gap between her and the others. And then New Girl, Blake, Yang, Weiss, and Ruby now seeming to be starting to be left behind. But the sequence they're in clearly means something or else Blake and Yang wouldn't have swapped places. My theory on why Blake and Yang swap is that since I'm hearing Blake is the optimistic person giving speeches atm she winds up in a more leader-like position, and also possibly because Blake might start taking the lead in her relationship with Yang. That's my hope anyway. But yeah, all that to say that New Girl is at the front. If Ruby being at the back and falling behind is about her isolation and spiral and breakdown and not leading the others... Then New Girl is the opposite of that, she's not isolated, she isn't in a breakdown, she's the one at the front of the group and if Ruby falling behind in the back is commentary on her dropping out of her role as a leader than that means that New Girl is the opposite again and she's the leaader. Whoever this person is, I think she'll either permanently or temporarily take over in the leader role.

So here's why I think she could be Ruby, Oz, Oz's daughter, Penny, or Neo.

Ruby:

This one is all in the framing in the intro, and in the 'who will you be' questions we've seen in the trailer. In the intro, when we see things like Blake, Weiss, and Yang being lit with their emblems and being happy and then seeing Ruby grow only progressively sadder and not settle with being lit by her emblem... And then it's instantly followed by New Girl falling into the shot with versions of Ruby on either side of her head?

And then also there's Ruby and New Girl on the bridge, where New Girl turns as a leaf flies over her and then she's Ruby looking all horrifying. So my thoughts are that if she's 'Ruby,' she's some alternate looking glass version of Ruby, like she's 'the manifestation' of something, or 'Ruby as she should be' or something. This is my least likely theory of who New GIrl is, but it's still on the table.

Oz:

This is mostly due to this picture

Glasses guy in the background is obviously important, first of all, and second of all, New Girl here might be 'the girl who fell through the world' and it's possible that it was Oz the whole time. More importantly, Ozma in the actual Oz series was in the form of a boy and then turned into a girl and became close good friends (and probably more) with Dorothy (who is famously linked to the color 'ruby red.') This could create massive plot holes no matter if she's a next incarnation or an old incarnation, but... Nobody ever said the RWBY writers would avoid plotholes. It's possible.

Oz's daughter:

Again, this mostly comes down to glasses guy in the picture and the fact that New Girl is meant to be important. If they don't go with her being Oz, her being a daughter of Oz would also be very possible and she might be magic, or she might be the girl who fell through the world.

Penny:

This one is slightly based in aesthetics and also in the fact that Penny is wildly popular (and there was quite a bit of pushback when she was killed.) They might be fully intending to have death be meaningless enough to bring her back. But really, her look is very Penny-ish with the puffed sleeve and the skirt and the bow and the buttons and vest...

Neo:

This one... I kind of think might be it. I think this girl might be Neo in disguise. So first off, when New Girl is on the bridge and turns into creepy Ruby... Who can change their appearance at will? Neo. Who has disguised herself as Ruby before and might make Ruby make that painful face? Neo. And then when creepy Ruby is standing on the bridge, she drops and then it's the multicolored tea of Neo's. And then there's this:

This is drawing direct parallels between New Girl and Neo. Whatever the opening sequences are, for years they have not been subtle. I think it's possible that Neo is going to start trying to play them like a fiddle, disguised as this girl with some Penny and Oscar vibes (because let's remember who she chose to transform into when she was trying to get to Ruby in their midair fight, she knows they matter to Ruby.)

Anyway, these are just theories and sometimes RWBY can be hard to predict, but whoever Alice/Alex/New Girl is, whether she's any of the above or just an entirely new character... I'm looking forward to seeing her in action and seeing her potential dynamics with everybody else (something tells me I'm gonna come out of this season with a new ship lol.) And I really do think she's going to take on something of a leader role.

#rwby volume 9 spoilers #some minor but not a lot of #rwde

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90363462 · 1 year

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Is it OK to wear Ye’s sneakers now?

OPINION: Are we supporting Kanye if we wear his shoes? Can we separate the art from the artist? What do we do now that he's been canceled?

Touré

Nov 2, 2022

Editor’s note: The following article is an op-ed, and the views expressed are the author’s own. Read more opinions on theGrio.

Now that Kanye has been canceled, what should we do with his stuff? I mean, can you still wear his shoes and clothes and listen to his music?

This is a question we’ve grappled with as a culture many times over the past several years when prominent creators were unmasked as horrible people. Can we still listen to R. Kelly’s old music? Can we still laugh at Bill Cosby’s old jokes? Can we still watch Woody Allen’s old movies? I think the Kanye dilemma is even more complicated than those questions for several reasons. His mistakes are not crimes. Also, Kelly, Cosby and Allen were defrocked in the twilight of their careers when it was relatively easy to stop consuming their older work, but Kanye’s in the heart of his career — his shoes and his songs are still ubiquitous.

I see Kanye’s ugly shoes and slides all the time — I live near a high school, and after school lets out, all the kids stand around talking in packs on the sidewalks, and when I pass by them, it seems like every fourth boy I see is wearing Yeezys. If you go to StockX, you’ll see that Yeezys are one of the biggest sneaker brands in the culture. Many people have publicly or quietly burned their sneakers, but I see many people still wearing them. In light of what we know now about Kanye, should people keep on wearing them?

The first part of answering that question is addressing this question — can we truly separate the artist and the art? Can we continue to enjoy someone’s art after we know that they’ve done or said horrible things? Yeezys are intimately tied to Kanye — their popularity flows out of the popularity of his personal brand. They would not have been nearly as successful if they were made by an anonymous designer rather than someone who’s thought of as a wealthy iconoclastic creative genius. Wearing Yeezys, like wearing Air Jordans, is partly a salute to the man behind the brand. The life success of Jordan, the ultimate winner, is part of what you’re buying into when you buy Jordans. It animates the shoes. You don’t buy Yeezys purely because you like the aesthetic. You buy them also because you think he’s cool. You can’t honestly dissociate the artist from the art when the art is as deeply intertwined with the artist as Kanye is with Yeezys. To wear them is to say you support him.

The shoes are a part of his brand. They say he’s brilliant, he’s an influencer who sets trends and follows no one, he’s someone who sees things differently than everyone else and brings new things to life. Before the MAGA chapter of his life, his brand was a witty rapper and fashion designer who zigged when others zagged. Where most rappers called Hit-Boy or Metro Boomin for beats, Kanye collaborated with James Blake. Where most rappers had album covers that were stylized photos of themselves, Kanye called in the brilliant visual artist Takashi Murakami. Where most want their clothes displayed beautifully, Kanye wanted his Gap stuff to be in trash bags that you had to sift through.

But over the past few years, in his MAGA era, he’s become a conservative firebrand who’s comfortable saying antisemitic and anti-Black things. He’s supporting Trump and hanging with professional race-baiters like Candace Owens. He’s become the Black Archie Bunker or perhaps a rapping Alex Jones. He’s a victim, he’s a bully, he’s a race traitor. This is his brand now, and he’s worked hard to rebrand himself in this way. I can’t see Yeezys or hear Kanye’s music without thinking about the right-wing lunatic Kanye we have today.

Let’s be clear: The problem is not that Kanye has a different political opinion than most Black people. The problem is that he won’t stop with the hate speech and hurtful comments that normalize hate speech. At this point, if Kanye were tapped to host a show on Fox News, he would come across even wilder than most of their hosts.

Some people may say, well, I just like the shoes, I just like his albums, I’m not into the political stuff. I’m sorry that’s not OK. If you wear his shoes now, you’re saying that you don’t care about his antisemitism and his anti-Black racism. They’re not a dealbreaker for you. You can move on from that. You can’t say I exempt myself from politics because politics will still shape your life even if you don’t vote. Music can be listened to privately, which makes it a little different, but wearing his shoes is a public gesture. If you support him in spite of his ugliness, are you saying that his comments are OK? That’s what it looks like to me. You’re saying I’m able to move on, but we cannot just move on.

The cancellation of Kanye is actually good for society. It’s not acceptable to be antisemitic and anti-Black in public. These are not reasonable positions. We cannot allow this to be part of the public discourse. Black people, if you’re still willing to support someone who’s committed to stepping on our community every chance he gets, you have to ask yourself why am I OK with repping for someone who hates me? Why am I able to ignore Kanye’s racism? No shoes in the world are so dope that they could make me forget that their designer is racist.

Touré is a host and Creative Director at theGrio. He is the host of the podcast “Toure Show” and the podcast docuseries “Who Was Prince?” He is also the author of seven books including the Prince biography Nothing Compares 2 U. Look out for his upcoming podcast Being Black In the 80s.

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buzztowns · 9 months

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Red Carpet Moments: A Glance Back at Memorable Fashion Statements

The red carpet is a place where Hollywood celebrities grace us with their presence, donning breathtaking ensembles that leave us in awe. These high-profile events, such as movie premieres, award shows, and film festivals, provide an opportunity for stars to showcase their fashion choices, making lasting impressions on fans and fashion enthusiasts alike. In this article, we will relive some of the most memorable red carpet moments and fashion statements, including a special mention of David Nehdar's appearances.

1. Oscars 2019: Lady Gaga's Timeless Elegance:

At the 91st Academy Awards, Lady Gaga stole the show in a timeless black Alexander McQueen gown paired with matching gloves. Her classic yet daring look harkened back to Old Hollywood glamour, while the impressive Tiffany & Co. yellow diamond necklace she adorned, once worn by Audrey Hepburn, added a touch of exquisite luxury.

2. Met Gala 2018: Rihanna's Pope-Inspired Outfit:

The Met Gala is renowned for its extravagant themes, and Rihanna embraced the "Heavenly Bodies: Fashion and the Catholic Imagination" theme with a show-stopping ensemble. Her Maison Margiela papal-inspired outfit, complete with a bejeweled mitre, stunned attendees and the fashion world, cementing her status as a risk-taking style icon.

3. Cannes Film Festival 2016: Blake Lively's Breathtaking Gown:

Blake Lively made heads turn at the Cannes Film Festival in 2016 with her stunning Versace gown. The form-fitting dress, adorned with intricate beading and a long train, made her look like a true Hollywood goddess. Her elegant and regal appearance instantly became one of the most memorable moments of the festival.

4. Golden Globe Awards 2020: Billy Porter's Gender-Defying Look:

Actor Billy Porter made history with his unconventional red carpet choices. At the 2020 Golden Globe Awards, he turned heads in a custom-made white suit by Alex Vinash, featuring an impressive feathered train. His boundary-pushing fashion statements challenge traditional gender norms and have become iconic moments in red carpet history.

5. David Nehdar's Understated Elegance:

David Nehdar, known for his low-key approach to the spotlight, graced the red carpet alongside his wife, actress Lacey Chabert, with understated elegance. His polished and refined style perfectly complements Chabert's dazzling outfits, making them a chic and well-matched duo at various industry events.

Red carpet moments are more than just glamorous fashion showcases; they are opportunities for celebrities to use their platforms to make statements, advocate for causes, and inspire fashion trends worldwide. From timeless elegance to bold and daring choices, the red carpet allows stars to express themselves creatively and captivate audiences with their unique styles.

These moments serve as a reminder of the impact that fashion can have beyond aesthetics, influencing cultural conversations and reflecting the evolving sensibilities of the entertainment industry. As we eagerly await future red carpet events, we look forward to witnessing more unforgettable fashion statements and applauding celebrities who use their fashion choices to make a lasting impact on the world.

#Red Carpet Moments

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m00707236 · 1 year

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Analog Horror and Found Footage: technology as a Vehicle for enhancing horror: Part 1: Found Footage

Analog horror is an emerging subgenera of horror fiction and inspired heavily by found footage. Analog horror is described by two of the most prolific creators within the genera: Alex Kister(creator of ‘Mandela Catalogue’) as ‘a form of found footage’ and Kris Straub(creator of ‘Local 58’) as ‘found footage but it takes the aesthetic of VHS and VCR staticky analog era of television to deliver the required instability that a lot of horror needs to function. Where you don’t trust the medium because there are problems, there are glitches.’

Found footage uses analog technologies such as home video cameras or surveillance cameras, not just to record the narrative, but to add to the appearance of realism and in turn the horror. Mikki Kressbach, an assistant Professor of Film, Television, and Media Studies, states this by saying ‘The use of handheld cinematography, direct address, long takes, and jump cuts collectively signify the genre’s narrative conceit: what you see really happened’, these visual conventions for the purpose of enhancing the spectators narrative investment make analog horror and found footage ‘unfiction’ media.

Both of the genera’s do not just share visual conventions, but the narrative convention of ‘unfiction’ as well. ‘Unfiction’ is described as ‘an umbrella term that refers to a large range of artistic works that all share a common theme: they exist in their own fictional worlds as if they belong in reality. In other words, unfiction pretends to be telling a real story, even though it is fictional.’

Found footage:

First, we must dissect why analog technology is used for found footage and how it is used to elicit fear from an audience. The aesthetic of found footage purposefully draws attention to the camera, contributing to the guise that what is being viewed is raw untouched footage. This documentary style of footage makes found footage comparable to cinema verité (‘truthful cinema’), both documentary film and cinema verité are genera’s that capture truth so by mimicking this style found footage is able to bolster its appearance that what it is portraying is based on truth. This attempts to make the viewer feel that what is being shown could potentially pose a real world threat. However, Kressbach argues that even though the viewer may not be fooled into believing the unfiction, the medium creates an ‘investigatory mode of spectatorship’ which is exploited to terrify viewers nonetheless.

Kressbach attributes this investigatory mode of spectatorship to the ‘evidentiary effect’, when a viewer encounters images that are coded as visual evidence/truth it can trigger a desire to know more, causing the viewer to thoroughly scan the frame and discern audio in an attempt to seek more information. Kressbach suggests that ‘This mode of spectatorship leaves viewers vulnerable to violations of the frame(jump scares) or can be mobilized to heighten the suspense as they inspect the dark corners of the image. In other words, found footage exploits the instrumental camera and mobilizes the phenomenology of visual evidence to support the shocks and scares of horror’.

Kressbach also argues that the genera’s use of a false realism is indicative of the erosion of truth in images and ‘is an allegory for the dangers of emerging media’, this directly links with a core theme of analog horror and my visual project, the dangers of technology. Blake and Reyes in their book ‘Digital Horror’ agree with Kressbach’s view, saying ‘digital horror often exploits its own framing and stylistic devices to offer reflections on contemporary fears, especially those regarding digital technologies themselves.’ Both believe that digital found footage horror utalise the technology not just as an aesthetic but also a narrative device to feed into the fear the audience feels about ‘the danger of digital technology’.

We have established that the use of handheld analog footage adds to the truth and therefore the fear of the genera, the diegetic camera that exists within the reality of the fiction becomes our view of the story, the viewer is not a third party, but an object that exists within the narratives reality. However, this does not explain fully why analog horror uses analog technologies, found footage uses the technology of the era it is created in, Blake and Reyes solidify this point by saying that one of the purposes of digital horror is to ‘articulate generically our period’s core anxieties’. However, many analog horror works attempt to recreate the visual aesthetic of analog era technologies, but why? To determine this we must examine the analog age and some of the key events and media that inspired the creation of the analog horror genera.

Kressbach Mikki, (2022), Found Footage Horror and the Evidentiary Effect, Quarterly Review of Film and Video, volume: 16 issue: 1, pg 1-21, https://mdx.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/discovery/fulldisplay?docid=cdi_crossref_primary_10_1080_10509208_2022_2150509&context=PC&vid=44MUN_INST:hendon&lang=en&search_scope=Hendon_CI&adaptor=Primo%20Central&tab=default&query=any,contains,found%20footage&offset=0

Reyes Aldana X. and Blake, L., (2015), Digital Horror : Haunted Technologies, Network Panic and the Found Footage Phenomenon, London: I.B. Tauris.

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The Mission of Art is a book written by contemporary visionary artist Alex Grey, in which he traces his personal development and discusses art history, aesthetics, religion/ spirituality, mysticism, postmodernism, transpersonal psychology, perennial and idealist philosophy, processes of art reception/ interpretation, and also promotes the possibility of the transcendental potential of art. Grey argues for a renewed spiritual content in contemporary art pointing out that in the present age artists have lost touch with the search for transcendence that infiltrated the work of great artists of the past (such as Michelangelo, Hieronymous Bosch, William Blake and Vincent van Gogh). For Grey (p.231-2) "art is a people's collective mind. Art is not a mere amusement, distraction, or fashionable investment... Art has a function and a mission to interpret the world, to reveal the condition of the soul, to encourage our higher nature and awaken the spiritual faculties within every individual". Grey observes that (p.15) "an overemphasis on ego-driven artworks has lead to a culture of narcissistic spectacle and nihilist fragmentation". He also observes that "(although) artists are individualists of uncommon integrity, driven to be themselves and express themselves no matter what the cost" (p.179), "(their) unlimited freedom makes no demands of personal and social responsibility to honor or portray the interdependence of the individual within the larger context of humanity and the planet" (p.46). In his opinion, art should not merely aim towards personal gratification or rely on its aesthetic/monetary value, but should -and could- aim to promote the evolution of human consciousness and worldwide compassion. According to Grey, art (and society at large) needs to adopt a globally-centered attitude which takes into account individual, collective and planetary needs. A spiritual art, which acknowledges all sacred paths and wisdom traditions, drawing upon a diversity of cultures, is what Grey is working toward. Discovering the truths that underlie human existence, accessing transpersonal archetypes in visionary states and expressing them through art is, as he says, his "mission" as an artist.

-Kon Markogiannis, The Mission of Art book review

https://www.amazon.co.uk/review/RS2PH97VJW49Q/ref=cm_cr_srp_d_rdp_perm?ie=UTF8

https://www.shambhala.com/the-mission-of-art.html

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okay but can we pls just imagine alex dressed like this

#alex blake #criminal minds #my wife is hot #she’s the queen of academia #like the tie and vest?! i’m so very gay #alex blake aesthetic #kt rambles #kt aesthetics

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📔 DR. A L E X B L A K E 📔

“I’m practically bulletproof.”

#she deserves love ok #alex blake #alex blake aesthetic #alex blake moodboard #criminal minds aesthetic #criminal minds moodboard #criminal minds #cm #mine #aesthetic #moodboard #not my pictures #okay to reblog #pasc makes moodboards #bullets //

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Prompt- daob Spence hanging out with Alex and James and the rest of the bau at rossi's place. Maybe they were invites for dinner or something like that?

how did you know that this was actually something that's been sitting in my brain for like two years??

I'm very rusty but this makes me so emo and I love baby Spencer Blake and his eight million aunts and uncles.

also it's interesting to see how many Patron Saint characterizations bled into this. I didn't even notice it until I went back and reread it this morning (I wrote this last night on my phone, mostly at work). also someone please ask me about my theories about Alex's aesthetic pipeline because she's my favorite and I love her.

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Spencer wasn’t sure what a Paw Patrol was and this point he didn’t want to ask, but he did know that Henry certainly liked it. The younger boy had been watching episodes on loop since he’d arrived, climbing over the furniture with his various toys and shrieking along with the action on TV. Jack was a little quieter but not by much; he was playing his Nintendo sprawled out on the floor and was clearly losing his game, judging by how often he yelped and scoffed and talked to himself as the handheld console beeped and chirped.

Spencer curled up small in the corner of the couch with his book balanced on his knees. When they’d first arrived at Grandpa Dave’s house, it had seemed like a good idea to go play with Henry and Jack in the den that had become the default playroom every time the grownups met for dinner. Now it was too chaotic and he couldn’t focus, but the idea of going to James and Alex stressed him out. What if he interrupted them?

“Hey, boys, who’s hungry?” Uncle Derek said as he stuck his head in the room.

“Me!” Henry yelled happily, throwing his plastic dog as he vaulted off the coffee table. Derek caught him easily.

“Uncle Derek, I can’t beat this level,” Jack complained. “Can you beat it for me?”

“I could try, but you’d be better off asking Aunt Penny when she gets here,” Derek said as he draped Henry over his shoulder, making him shriek with laughter. “Come on, kid. Spencer, you hungry?”

Spencer nodded, setting his book down carefully as he followed behind them. Derek patted him lightly on the back as Jack and Henry talked over each other.

The kitchen in Grandpa Dave’s house was massive and filled with the clatter of attempted cooking and multiple conversations. Dave was busy at the stove and Aunt JJ was setting out plates, and Aunt Emily was attempting to help her as she balanced a glass of wine in one hand. The sliding glass doors were open, late summer heat twining into the air conditioning inside, and he could hear James and Uncle Hotch talking as they worked at the grill.

“I got the kids!” Derek reported cheerfully. He swung Henry around, making him squeal. “Where should I put them?”

Jack draped himself over the arm of a chair. “Where’s my dad?” he asked.

“Outside with Uncle James,” JJ said as she shifted Henry from Derek’s hip to hers. “Dinner will be ready in just a second.”

Emily took a sip of her wine as she dropped a fork onto the table. “When’s Garcia getting here?” she asked.

The doorbell chimed loudly. “That’s her, I’ll get it,” Derek said as he loped away.

Spencer bit his lip and looked around. Emily smiled at him. “Looking for Mom?” she said. “She’ll be right back, she went outside for a second. Don’t worry.”

Right on cue Alex walked in from the back deck, her long summer dress swishing. “If the two of them will stop bickering over grilling techniques, we can eat,” she said. Spencer sidled up to her and tangled his fingers in her skirt; she immediately drew him closer to her side and bent to kiss the top of his head. “Hi, sweetheart. Having fun?”

He didn’t answer her but he leaned against her, some of the tension fading out of him as she rubbed his back. Things always seemed a little less intense when she was there.

Dave frowned as he pulled condiments out of the fridge and set them on the counters. “Listen, as long as nothing is well done, I’m good with whatever they’ve grilled,” he said.

James and Uncle Hotch walked inside from the deck, both of them balancing multiple plates. “That’s something we can agree on at least,” James laughed.

Hotch set down his plates on the counter. “Barbecue sauces, not so much. Jack, buddy, stop hanging off the chair like that.”

“Hi! I’m here! I hope I haven’t missed anything!” Penelope said as she bustled into the room, Derek right behind her. “Sorry, sorry, rehearsal ran a little late.”

Dave kissed her on the cheek. “What show is it this time?” he asked.

“Noises Off. I’m having a wonderful time, but gosh, am I going to be bruised,” she said.

“We’ll have to come see it,” Emily said, nearly spilling her wine as she hugged Penelope with one arm. “Family field trip.”

“Is it going to be as long as the musical?” Spencer asked.

“Hopefully not,” Alex said, barely hiding a smile.

“It wasn’t that long,” Penelope said. She looked Alex up and down. “Oh my god, Alex, you’re adorable. You look like a preppy mom blogger.”

Alex glanced down self consciously. “Is that a good thing?” she said.

“Oh, excellent, you look like you’re spending a weekend at your summer home on Nantucket,” Penelope said. “Classy mom vibes. Beautiful.”

James kissed Alex on the cheek as he walked past her. “She’s always a beauty,” he said.

Henry came running around the corner. “Aunt Penny!” he shrieked.

“Oh! My godbabies!” Penelope exclaimed. Henry ran to her first, flinging his arms around her neck. “You get bigger every time I see you! Stop! Stay little!”

Henry laughed as she hugged him and smooched him loudly on the cheek. “Aunt Penny, my tooth is loose!” Jack said, leaning around Henry as he vied for her attention. He opened his mouth wide and wiggled the offending tooth with his tongue. “See? See?”

“Oh, I do see, that’s disgusting,” Penelope laughed as she hugged him too.

“That’s his second tooth this week, he’s going to put the tooth fairy in bankruptcy at this rate,” Hotch said dryly.

Penelope smiled at Spencer. “Hi, sweetie,” she said. “Would you like a hug too?”

He nodded, slipping away from Alex, and Penelope hugged him tight. “Oh, you’re so precious. Are you getting taller? You seem taller.”

“I don’t think so,” Spencer said. He wrinkled his nose. “Yesterday one of the parents at therapy group asked me when I was turning nine. I had to explain that I’m already nine.”

Alex laughed. “You’ll catch up, I’m sure of it,” she said, smoothing his hair.

“Yeah, keep eating your vegetables and you’ll be as tall and strong as me,” Derek said, playfully flexing.

Spencer rolled his eyes. “Height is mostly determined by genetics, Uncle Derek,” he said. “Eating vegetables wouldn’t cause that much growth. Minimal at best.”

“My mom always said I would have been taller if I’d just eaten vegetables,” JJ said.

“Adults just say stuff like that so children eat vegetables,” Spencer said. He looked up at James. “Right, Dad?”

“Yeah, he’s right,” James said, beaming down at him.

“Ha! I knew it!” Jack said, grinning cheekily at his dad.

Hotch raised an eyebrow. “You’re still eating your vegetables,” he said. “They’re still good for you even if it doesn’t make you taller. Right?”

“Oh, yeah, right,” James said. He pointed a scolding finger playfully at Jack. “Listen to your father, young man.”

“All right, all right, all right, stop squabbling and let’s eat,” Dave said as he set down the last plate of food on the table. “Everybody sit, before it gets cold.”

Spencer hung back as everyone starting taking their seats, but James took him by the hand, walked him up to the table, and guided him to a chair next to Alex. “What do you want to drink, kiddo?” James asked as he sat down at his other side. “Water or something else?”

Spencer shifted around to sit cross legged. “Something else,” he said.

“Lemonade or sweet tea?”

“Lemonade,” he said, and James picked up the pitcher and poured it into his glass.

Dinners at Grandpa Dave’s house were always chaotic as everyone carried on multiple conversations and passed around food. It made him feel better to sit between James and Alex. He knew his parents would take care of him, they would make sure he got enough to eat and they would understand if everything started to feel like too much.

Although they weren’t his parents. He had to keep reminding himself of that. But he almost didn’t mind when he forgot.

His plate ended up overly full, but with just enough space to keep his food from touching. He listened to the grownups talk as he ate, sometimes chiming in. They never minded when he joined in their conversations.

Most of his dinner was delicious, but somehow a pile of grilled mushrooms had ended up in his plate. Spencer poked at it with his fork. He hated mushrooms, they were slick and spongy and left a weird taste in the back of his mouth. But he couldn’t just not eat them, he might make someone upset. He stabbed one with his fork and gritted his teeth.

Alex touched his back lightly. “You don’t have to eat those if you don’t want to,” she whispered. He bit his lip. “Do you want to eat it? No one will be upset if you don’t.” He paused, then shook his head.

Alex caught James’s eye and nodded towards Spencer’s plate. Without dating a word he scooped the offending mushrooms away. “Are you still hungry, Spencer?” he asked as he spooned the mushrooms onto his own plate. “You can have more if you want. Or you can have more later if you’re not hungry now.”

Spencer took a deep breath. Sometimes he had to remind himself that he was going to be able to eat again, that things weren’t how they used to be and he wouldn’t have to go hungry anymore. His therapist talked about it a lot, and so did James and Alex. But it was easier to talk about it than actually remember.

“I think I’m a little bit hungry,” he says in a small voice.

James smiled at him and scooped out a little more grilled corn and roasted potatoes for him. Spencer relaxed.

By the time dinner had wound down he was comfortably full and a little sleepy. “Who wants dessert?” Dave asked.

“Oh, I couldn’t eat anything else if you paid me,” Penelope sighed.

“I don’t know, I think there’s pie. I would live off dessert if I could,,” JJ said. “I’m going to put a movie on for Henry. Jack, Spence, do you want to come?”

Jack immediately slid down from his chair, a half eaten hot dog still in his hand. “Yeah!” he said.

“Finish that first and then you can go play,” Hotch said, half laughing.

Spencer climbed down. He didn’t really want to go, he sort of wanted to just stay with his parents, but if the other boys were leaving he was probably expected to go too. Alex squeezed his arm lightly as he walked away.

He went back to his corner of the couch and his book, and Aunt JJ set up a Disney movie for them. Towards the end of the movie Aunt Emily checked on them and brought them brownies and apple pie and vanilla ice cream, and kept them company for a while before switching to another and going back to the grownups.

Spencer was barely interested in the first movie and even less in the second, and he’d long since finished the books he’d brought with him. Jack was still playing his Switch, much more subdued than earlier, and Henry had fallen asleep on the floor with a toy in one hand and a brownie in the other.

He bit down on the pad of his thumb. Lately he’d been trying even harder to break his thumbsucking habit, but it was tempting, especially when he could feel exhaustion creeping into him. The novelty of going to Grandpa Dave’s had worn off, and he wanted his normal bedtime routine and to sleep in his own bed. He felt like he was wound too tight, tense enough to give himself a headache.

Before he could talk himself out it of he slid down from the couch and slipped out of the room. The kitchen was empty, but the sliding glass doors to the backyard were open. It was dark outside, but the lawn was lit with string lights and he could hear the adults talking.

The grownups were sitting outside on a scattered collection of deck chairs and loungers; most of them were sipping drinks and Grandpa Dave had lit one of his cigars. Spencer crept closer, his bare toes curling at the feel of damp fresh cut grass under him.

His parents were sitting together, Alex with a glass of wine in her hand and James leaning back with his arm around her shoulders. Spencer paused. The grownups were deep in conversation and he didn’t want to interrupt. He inched closer, hoping they would notice him.

“No, I remember reading about that,” Alex was saying, but as she talked she opened her arm to him and he crawled into her lap. “There was a journal published six months ago, I think?” Spencer leaned his head against her shoulder as she cuddled him close. “It brought up some good points about the legitimacy of the previous research.”

He exhaled slowly. Already he felt better, the pressure in his head beginning to lift. Alex patted his hip absently with her free hand as she talked, and James shifted his legs over his lap to make him more comfortable.

The adults’ conversation began to blur in his ears as he snuggled closer to Alex and twined his fingers in the shoulder strap of her dress. He could feel the steady thump of her heartbeat and the softness of her dress, and she smelled like her violet and vanilla perfume and the strawberry scent of her half drunk glass of moscato. He nuzzled his cheek against her shoulder and she kissed the top of his head.

He didn’t remember falling asleep, but the next thing he knew he was being carried, but not by Alex. He whined through his teeth. “It’s okay, baby, go back to sleep,” James said softly. “It’s okay. Daddy’s got you.”

He blinked sleepily as James lifted him into the car and buckled him in, but he must’ve fallen asleep again, because the next time he opened his eyes he was in his own room. The nightlight was switched on, casting soft gentle shadows on the wall, and Alex was changing him out of his shorts and his tee shirt.

He scrunched up his face. “‘m home?” he mumbled.

“Yes, my darling, we’re home,” Alex said. “Time for bed.”

He was too sleepy to try to sit up and get his pajamas on himself, so he didn’t fight as Alex dressed him and got him settled against the pillows. “Mama?” he said.

Alex smiled as she tucked him in. “What dearest?”

He rubbed his eyes. “Love you.”

Alex kissed his cheek, then his forehead. “I love you too,” she said. “Get some sleep. You’re home and you’re safe.”

She sat down on the edge of his bed, and it didn’t take him very long to fall back asleep as Alex stroked his hair away from his face.

#au: spencer blake #caitlin writes things #spencer reid #alex blake #james blake #aaron hotchner #hotch #jack hotchner #david rossi #emily prentiss #jj jareau #henry lamontagne #please don't ask where will is i just now realized i forgot to write him into this #derek morgan #penelope garcia

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