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illustratus · 1 month
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Conversation in a Cloister by Charles-Caïus Renoux
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churchyardgrim · 9 months
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went to the Cloisters in nyc today and i am now frothing at the mouth about Arches
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yiddishlore · 24 days
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Black Magus, Germany, 15th century. Photo by me.
From the Met Cloisters.
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artschoolglasses · 5 months
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The Cloisters
New York City, United States
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doctorkinktraveller · 5 months
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[Cloisters] - Gallifrey
DOCTOR: A long time ago, there was a student at the Academy. He got in here, disappeared for four days. Showed up in a completely different part of the city. Said the Sliders talked to him, they showed him the secret passage out. And we just need the code.
(The Doctor gets out his notebook.)
CLARA: What, and the kid told you the secret?
DOCTOR: Ah, no, he didn't tell anyone anything. He went completely mad. Never right in the head again, so they say.
CLARA: Okay, that's encouraging.
DOCTOR: The last I heard, he stole the moon and the President's wife.
CLARA: Was she er... was she nice, the President's wife?
DOCTOR: Ah, well, that was a lie put about by the Shabogans. It was the President's daughter. I didn't steal the moon, I lost it.
CLARA: I'd know you anywhere.
DOCTOR: I was a completely different person in those days. Eccentric, a bit mad, rude to people.
CLARA: Look at me again.
DOCTOR: Sorry, what?
CLARA: In the eye. Look at me. Just do it.
DOCTOR: What? What is it?
CLARA: How long has it been for you since you last saw me?
DOCTOR: Oh, ffr, I'm not sure.
CLARA: How long?
DOCTOR: I was stuck on a place. They...
CLARA: They what? Who? Who are we talking about?
DOCTOR: They wanted something from me. Information. It really doesn't matter.
CLARA: What happened to your coat? The velvety coat. I liked that one, it was it was very Doctor-y.
DOCTOR: I changed it.
CLARA: Why?
DOCTOR: Well, I can't be the Doctor all the time.
(The grooves make clicking noises as he presses on parts of them.)
DOCTOR: I think I've almost got it. I think this is it.
CLARA: Tell me what they did to you. Tell me what happened to the Doctor?
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wandering-jana · 8 months
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Cloister of the Cathedral of Monreale, Sicily.
Check out my wanderings of Monreale:
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flower-biter · 1 year
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The Met Cloisters, NYC xx
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itsstreetlove · 1 year
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Cathedral Cloisters
November ~ 2022
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saltwaterandstars · 2 months
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We had a day out in Salisbury. A beautiful sunny day with lots of buildings to admire and cake to eat. We saw the Salisbury Magna Carta, delivered to the original cathedral in 1215 (the current, 'new' cathedral was started in 1220).
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thedepressedpelican · 27 days
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The Cloisters, Canterbury Cathedral
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surr0unds · 1 year
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the cloisters
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illustratus · 1 year
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The Ruins of Walkenried Abbey in Winter by Carl Hasenpflug
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churchyardgrim · 9 months
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wooden artifacts from the middle ages are tremendously rare, compared with stone or metal, and most of the pieces the Cloisters have are doors, but by god. what doors they are.
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richwall101 · 1 year
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Spiritual Light -in the Cloisters of Segovia Cathedral Spain...
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artschoolglasses · 9 months
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Drying plants at the Met Cloisters
New York City, United States
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doctorkinktraveller · 9 months
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[Cloisters]
DOCTOR: Twenty feet of pure diamond. Harder than diamond.
(The lift door opens.)
DOCTOR: But you break through anything, given time.
CLARA: How much time?
GENERAL: Miss Oswald.
CLARA: Stay back.
GENERAL: I'm sorry, but we have to find a way to extract you
CLARA: I said, stay back!
(The General and Ohila lower their eyes and take one step back.)
CLARA: The Hybrid, what is it? What's so important you would fight so long?
DOCTOR: It doesn't matter what the Hybrid is. It only matters that I convinced them that I knew. Otherwise they'd have kicked me out, I'd have had nothing left to bargain with.
CLARA: What were you bargaining for?
DOCTOR: What do you think? You. I had to find a way to save you. I knew it had to be the Time Lords. They cost you your life on Trap Street, Clara, and I was going to make them bring you back. I just had to hang on in there for a bit.
CLARA: How long?
DOCTOR: It was fine.
(Clara stands and turns around.)
CLARA: One question. And you will answer. How long was the Doctor trapped inside the confession dial?
OHILA: We think four and a half billion years.
GENERAL: He could have left any time he wanted. He just had to say what he knew. The dial would have released him.
(Clara turns back to the Doctor.)
CLARA: Four and a half billion years?
DOCTOR: If she says so.
(Clara drops to her knees.)
CLARA: No. Why would you even do that? I was dead! I was dead and gone. Why? Why would you even do that to yourself?
DOCTOR: I had a duty of care. Listen, I'm nearly through here. (burble, clang) If I'm right, there should be a service duct under here. We'll be able to get to the old workshops. They'll have Tardises there.
CLARA: Okay, listen. I have something I need to say.
DOCTOR: We do not have time.
CLARA: No, my time, my time is up. Doctor, between one heartbeat and the last is all the time I have. People like me and you, we should say things to one another. And I'm going to say them now.
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(A brief interlude of showing off the CGI Capitol so we don't get to hear what she says, then Clara stands and walks over to the General and Ohila.)
CLARA: You're monsters. Here you are, hiding away at the end of time. Do you even know why? Because you are hated. You are hated by everybody. But by nobody more than me.
OHILA: What did you say to him?
CLARA: Oh, nothing I'm going to tell you, or anybody else. Except maybe this one part. I said (metal moves in the background) Don't worry, Doctor. They'll all be looking at me.
(Light streams up from the open trap door.)
GENERAL: You need to tell us what the Doctor is going to do now.
CLARA: You really are thick, aren't you? The Doctor is back on Gallifrey. Took him four and half billion years to get here. What do you think he's going to do now?
(The sound of time engines wheezing.)
CLARA: Why, he's stealing a Tardis and running away. Bye!
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