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eagle-longing-for-siwa · 4 months

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Everything is here. The story of myself. The story of my race. Here is where I was burned. The flames consumed me. Took away my skin, then remade me. In this image. In this form. But my heart is as old as your hearts, my friends. My heart is as old as wood. As old...as a tall tree...in this forest.

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father-of-the-void · 3 years

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I have called myself Grim, I have called myself Wanderer, Warrior and Helmet-Wearer, Famed One and Third One, Thunder and Wave, Hel-Blind and One-Eye, Truth, and Swift, and True Father, Battle-Merry, Battle-Stirrer, Curse-Eye and Fire-Eye, Evildoer, Spellcaster, Masked and Shadowed-Face, Fool and Wise Man, Long-Hat and Long-Beard, Victory-Father and War-Ready, Allfather, War-Father, Rope-Rider and Hanged-God. I have never been known by just one name since I first walked among men.

Grimnismal 46-48

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jeffreystewart · 4 years

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Hi everyone,

When I was doing my write-up for today’s weekly ‘Norse Character Sketches from A to Z’ for Odin as Dorrudr, I wanted to link to the other drawings I’d done of him. I realized I had more than a couple versions, disguises and aspects of him. That I thought it might be fun to pull them all together in one place to chronicle my progress so far.

So here we go 23 versions of Odin on 22 sketches that I’ve done over the last couple years. With the links to the sketches and stories below. You’ll notice the text get a little more in depth as you go down the alphabet. I’ve got a bookshelf both physical and virtual of books full of translations and stories now that I go through to pull the little bit of story I add to each sketch. It’s been a lot of fun and I’m nowhere near done now.

In no particular order...

Odin disguised as Bilygr: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/181477859824/norsery-rhymes-northern-mythology-from-a-to-z

Odin disguised as Baleygar: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/176060733374/norsery-rhymes-from-a-to-z

Odin disguised as Bruni: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/187027515194/norsery-rhymes-northern-mythology-from-a-to-z

Odin as wanderer: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/186702480489/norsery-rhymes-northern-mythology-from-a-to-z

Odin disguised as Buri: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/186862826589/norsery-rhymes-northern-mythology-from-a-to-z

Odin Disguised as Bolverkr: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/184761479569/norsery-rhymes-northern-mythology-from-a-to-z

Odin as Alfodr: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/158192562554/happy-thorsday-alfodir-odin-well-here-we-are

Odin as Wanderer: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/122423514019/wodensday-on-a-thorsday-well-its-another

Odin vising Mimir: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/150797302474/wodensday-on-a-thorsday-ive-missed-a-few

Odin disguised as Blindi: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/184434604329/norsery-rhymes-northern-mythology-from-a-to-z

Odin as Bjorn: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/181899406419/norsery-rhymes-northern-mythology-from-a-to-z

Odin as Biflindi: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/180622118704/norsery-rhymes-northern-mythology-from-a-to-z

Odin as Atridr: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/169315517049/happy-thorsday-atridr-odin-well-here-we-are

Odin as Alfadir: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/157613994989/happy-thorsday-alfadir-odin-well-here-we-are

Odin as Aldafadir: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/157022779854/happy-thorsday-alda-fadir-well-here-we-are

Odin as Arnholfdi: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/search/Arnhofdi

Odin as Aldagauter: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/157331843019/happy-thorsday-aldagauter-odin-well-here-we

Odin as disguised wanderer: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/132150291050/happy-thorsday-odin-disguised-wanderer-2-well

Odin as soldier: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/130292291124/happy-thorsday-odin-time-i-missed-last-weeks

Odin in armor: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/129306765079/happy-thorsday-odin-armored-1-again-i-try-to

Odin as Dorrudr: https://jeffreystewart.tumblr.com/post/621273172618199040/norsery-rhymes-northern-mythology-from-a-to-z

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droolworthysims · 6 years

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#sims 2 #ts2 #Alfadir #bathroom #details #Idun Way 43 #Audhumbla

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matcraftstuff · 6 years

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Viking hiking in the snow, in the valley of Chaudefour.

With the viking reenactment group of the Alfadir Bears.

#vikings #vikings reenactment #hiking #viking hiking #adventure #skyrim landscape #reenactment #alfadir bears #viking troupe #chadefour valley #handmande stuff #snow

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tiendaparadoja · 6 years

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Theme: Ankomst

Music Theme: Danheim - Alfadir.

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duxvonzazer · 6 years

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La Rune d’Odal est la huitième Rune de l'Oett de Tyr et la vingt-quatrième Rune du Futhark concluant à la fois cet Oett et l'Alphabet Runique tout entier.

Chez les Germains c'est le symbole premier du "Culte des Ancêtres", le plus important, celui peuplé de l'esprit des anciens héros de leur lignée et des illustres glorieux. C'est à la fois la terre qui est abreuvée du sang des tombés, l'Histoire de leur identité, les signes où les Frères se reconnaissent entre-eux et l'Héritage de leur Culture.

Dans le Hof, Odal est liée à celui que l'on nomme Alfadir, le Père des Dieux, plus connu sous le nom d'Odin qui a inspiré jusqu'au nom de cette Rune. Odin est le Dieu ayant eu le plus grand nombre de cultes et il représente (parfois à tort) le symbole du Panthéon de la civilisation Germanique, le chef du Hof tout entier. En fait il illustre plus encore la longue quête des Runes (qu'il découvrit mais n'en fit toutefois pas don aux Hommes) car il fut assez malin pour apprendre tout des autres Dieux jusqu'à connaître leur pouvoir et secret pour les supplanter tous !

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father-of-the-void · 4 years

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And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.

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droolworthysims · 6 years

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#sims 2 #ts2 #Alfadir #dining room #dinging area #Seaspray Apartments #Audhumbla

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tatteredsmiles · 5 years

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Going home || Drabble

Wind whips through matted hair as he stands on roughened deck. Naglfar rocked in the waters as he gazed out into the vast abysmal darkness of the night. The trek had been long and hard but he had arrived at the gates of Helheimr in tatters and with vengeance in his heart. Vengeance and a lock of hair braided and coiled around his wrist to keep such vengeance at bay. Even then at such great loss she still kept him contained, grounded.

His face ached still yet the scarred skin upon it was healing, slowly but healing. His heart though was gaping wound, now infected, puss filled with hatred and anger. Anger for what had been done, for how they had taken everything from him. His hand clenched into a fist as he stood there body tensed with fury that he could not wait to unleash.

Soft steps, like the whisper of a death shroud, barely audible behind him a slender pale hand on his shoulder giving a soft squeeze. There needn't be words spoken between them to know both mourned. The child knew her father's pain, knew what had transpired. There had been vengeance in her own heart at word of what had happened. When he had appeared at the gates of her realm they had been opened and he had been welcomed. Her subjects would be at his disposal just as those of Jotunheim and Muspelheim, it was time now the Aesir had grown to big, to arrogant and the realms needed cleansing.

The shores of Vígríðr drew close now, the air was alight with the buzz of war. It was electric and suffocating. Those aboard the great ship of nails now seemed brought to life with the anticipation. In the distance there was a great howl that seemed to rattle the bones and strike fear deep with in. A tattered smirk, faint and brief, was all that flowed over his features as he kept his eyes upon the horizon. The ocean itself churned and bubbled beneath as if answering the call. His blood was alight now with the fire of his rage and anger. He wanted blood, he wanted vengeance, justice for what had been done.

The fight itself had not come until they were all assembled. The great Wolf, the Serpent, all assembled upon the fields of Vígríðr. The army of the dead out numbering the Einherjar, the Vanr, the Ljósálf. There was a great roar of either side before the fighting began. It was as all wars are, bloody and brutal. The sounds of dying all around him. Sword in hand he cut his way through the mayhem. He had always been one to flee from fighting. He had always been one to avoid the sword and rather talk his way out but there was no more talking, no more use of his words.

Golden grin had flashed as the gatekeeper found him upon the battle field. The wolf had devoured the Alfadir, the Serpent had fallen but taken the Thunderer with him with those nine steps, and now there was only the two of them upon the battle field. The fight had been tiresome and with each block and attack the trickster felt his strength fading.

"You're beat", the gatekeeper goaded. A swing of his great sword meeting a clang of the shield splintering the wood as the trickster fell back. A snarl from his lips as he returned the attack both hands now wrapped around the hilt of the sword. Blow by blow he rained down upon the gatekeeper, each one for the ones taken from him. He was alight with rage and fury as he swung his sword like mad man.

Anger had fueled him, anger at the words falling from the gatekeepers mouth. Taunts and foul things that made his blood burn. Anger leads to mistakes though and the sting of the blade sliding into him for but a moment drew clarity. With wild grin he swung out separating that golden toothed grin from armored body. The grip upon the broadsword falling as the trickster stumbled back loosing footing as he collapsed upon the ground. His eyes fixed upon the bodiless head its mouth agape as if it were gasping for air or wanting to spew forth one last insult.

The trickster laughed a wet choking laugh as the ground rumbled beneath them. Surtr had finally come to cleanse the realms. Loki looked over at the head. "I won", triumph in his voice, the blood sliding down the corners of his mouth as the heat and flame cleansed all.

He lay there not knowing how long. Flames dying down the stench of Surtr's work hanging in the air. As a child of the fire he was untouched, eyes fixed upon the ashen sky. Sleep called to him and yet there was a weightlessness to this sleep. For a second he thought he'd heard her. Thought he'd smelt her. There were no tears to well in his blank eyes.

The sound of soft footsteps, brightness, as if the sun itself had risen and broken through the smoke of the cleansing fires. Yet this wasn't the sun, the sun did not smile, the sun did not call to him. Dead eyes gazed upon a smile so familiar that if his heart had been beating it would have ached. Dead eyes fixed upon a hand held out.

"It's time to come home Loki. It's time to come home".

Taking her hand he did just that.

#d: going home #v: lost days of youth and innocence [ m y t h ]#fleeting moments and broken dreams [ d r a b b l e ]

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nofomoartworld · 7 years

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Hyperallergic: The Ways and Means of Activist Art, from Latin America to LA

Alfadir Luna, “El Señor del Maíz” (2012), Chromogenic print, from the exhibition Talking to Action: Art Pedagogy, and Activism in the Americas at Otis College of Art and Design, Ben Maltz Gallery (photo by Anayatzin Ortiz. Colección Museo de Arte Contemporáneo de Monterrey)

The development of many Latin American nations has been characterized by periods of colonialism followed by independence, utopian idealism, and in many cases, oppression, corruption, and inequality. Alongside these tumultuous histories are strong traditions of resistance and activism. The exhibition Talking to Action: Art, Pedagogy, and Activism in the Americas, part of Pacific Standard Time: LA/LA, looks at the work of artists and collectives who bridge the worlds of art, performance, activism, and organizing in Argentina, Brazil, Chile, Colombia, Ecuador, Mexico, and Los Angeles. These include SEFT-1, a quirky, futuristic vehicle that travels along Mexico’s system of dilapidated railways, exploring the nation and its ideas about progress along the way; Frente 3 de Fevereiro, a São Paulo-based collective that investigates the military oppression of Afro communities in Medellín, Rio de Janeiro, and Haiti; and a collaboration between artists Eduardo Molinari in Buenos Aires and Sandra de la Loza in Los Angeles based around their archival research on land use in their respective cities.

This Tuesday, USC’s Roski School of Art & Design will be hosting a discussion with exhibition curators and other scholars in the field. Panelists include consulting curator Karen Moss, lead researcher and curator Bill Kelley Jr., Jennifer Ponce de León, assistant professor of Latino/a/x Literature and Culture at the University of Pennsylvania, and Paulina Varas, an independent curator and academic at the Universidad Andrés Bello outside Santiago, Chile. Although the free talk is taking place at USC, the exhibition is at the Ben Maltz Gallery, Otis College of Art & Design.

When: Tuesday, September 19, 6–8pm Where: Wong Conference Center, Harris Hall (USC University Park Campus, 825 Bloom Walk, University Park, Los Angeles)

More info here.

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everythingdolls · 7 years

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Odin as Alfadir the All Father by Freyhawk

#odin #allfather #gungnir #warrior #magician #shaman #trickster

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1972-neighborgapbridge · 7 years

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Artists in the exhibition include Liliana Angulo Cortés, Efraín Astorga Garay, BijaRi, Giacomo Castagnola, Cog•nate Collective, Colectivo FUGA, Sandra de la Loza and Eduardo Molinari, Dignicraft, Etcétera..., Frente 3 de Fevereiro, Grupo Contrafilé, Clara Ianni and Débora Maria da Silva, Iconoclasistas, Kolectivo de Restauración Territorial, Suzanne Lacy, Alfadir Luna, Taniel Morales, Andrés Padilla Domene and Iván Puig Domene, Polen Audiovisual, Gala Porras-Kim, and Ultra-red.

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father-of-the-void · 4 years

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I know where Heimdall hid his ear under the heaven-bright holy branches of Yggdrasil. I see a river that feeds the muddy waterfall where Odin's eye hides. Have you learned enough yet, Allfather? I sat alone when that ancient one came to me, Odin of the Aesir, and he looked into my eye. What do you seek from me, Odin? Why do you seek me, Odin? Odin, I know where you hid your eye in the famous waters of the well of Mimir. But Mimir can drink every morning from those waters where your own eye drowns. Have you learned enough yet, Allfather?

Voluspa 27-28

#voluspa #voluspa 27-28 #norse #old norse #poetic edda #edda #poetic eddas #eddas #prohecy of the seeress #prophecy #odin #aesir #mimir #heimdall #allfather #all-father #alfadir

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droolworthysims · 6 years

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#sims 2 #ts2 #Alfadir #bedroom #Idun Way 43 #Audhumbla

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