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emilia-chopin · 3 days
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A little gift for my beloved brother @chopinski-official that I have been preparing for a long time.
Since in some anime they presented me as, um... an artificial intelligence (which I really don't like), I decided to change it a bit and add a living me next to my dear Frycek.
Hope you like it, Brother!
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zsorosebudphoto · 2 days
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Chopin's piano, Cartoixa de Valldemosa, Valldemosa, Mallorca, 11-12-23
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greekabooo · 1 year
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Alright let's settle this.
I have no regrets.
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fairmaidnelly · 26 days
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Les Sylphides - "Romantic Reverie" 🩰🌙
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scherzokinn · 8 months
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Things To Never Say To Someone Who Just Came Out - Composers Edition!
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slaviclore · 9 months
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there's this one historical power couple whose dynamic i'm just obsessed with, both born in the mid 1800s. michał wojnicz (anglicized wilfrid voynich) was a polish book dealer who discovered what's today called the voynich manuscript, a mysterious book made of parchment carbon-dated to the early 1400s, full of fantastical illustrations and written in a (possibly coded) language that to this day with all the tech we have is still unintelligible to us.
michał was married to ethel boole, an irish novelist and pianist who was the first person to translate fryderyk chopin's correspondence from polish to english (published under e.l. voynich). since i study chopin documents as a hobby, i can only imagine being the first person to try to put those into english with little historical research to go on, and polish wasn't her native language... it must've been super difficult, and she couldn't even say shit because there was poor michał sitting in the other corner pulling his hair out over a LITERALLY indecipherable manuscript.
ethel: gosh this passage is so odd, i don't know if --
michał: WHAT DID U SAY
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honey-flwrs · 15 days
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chopin sketch ^_^ (with a cut off liszt in the corner)
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iheardyoulooking · 6 months
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Not gonna pretend I totally get this. But I thought it was interesting.
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everyone shut up this is ACTUALLY what fans of different composers are like
Mahlerians are PROUD TO BE ABSOLUTELY INSUFFERABLE DRAMA QUEENS, THE LIKES OF WHICH EVEN THE WAGNER CULT COULD NEVER SO MUCH AS ASPIRE TO BE. WE ARE ONE WITH THE UNYIELDING EBB AND FLOW OF THE BOUNDLESS UNIVERSE, DAMN IT ALL!
Shostakovich fans are like Mahler fans except they actually understand what sarcasm is. We also all really like the Muppets for some reason. Most of us own cats and likely have at least one mental illness.
Liszt fans are either tweenagers who love anime or salty old pianists who know a disturbing amount about music theory. These two factions are constantly at war.
Copland fans are either very, very far right or very, very far left. Either way, neither side actually listens to all of Copland's repertoire.
Tchaikovsky fans are either Russian grandmas or LGBT orchestra kids on Tiktok. Either those or the one noob who heard there were cannons once.
Wagner fans. Yes, there are the cringey neo-Nazi Wagnerians, but anti-Nazi Wagnerians are a whole new level of chaotic good. They spend their time dreaming up the most disastrous, chaotic Ring productions possible, with the sole purpose of making Richard Wagner's entire family simultaneously spin in their graves. They take "death of the author" to a whole new level and constantly run on nothing but 100% pure spite. You want a Wagnerian who would beat up Wagner in a Denny's parking lot on your side.
Prokofiev fans will unironically say "ackshually...". That's it.
Dvorak fans are homeschool kids. They're either soul-crushingly innocent or devastatingly horny.
Sousa fans are just high school band directors who try to convince themselves they like Sousa to get through the semester.
Joplin fans constantly argue over whether Joplin's music should be played twice as quickly or twice as slowly than it's actually written. Also sick of hearing about Janis.
Chopin fans are exactly like Liszt fans, except there are 20% more "uwu softboi flowercrown" edits of Chopin than Liszt floating around on Instagram and Tumblr.
Holst fans will drag you into an alleyway and beat you up with their bare hands if you so much as mention The Planets.
Bernstein fans are either horny theatre kids or communists, but it's more likely they're both at once. They are very opinionated about recordings, and express their approval of the ones they like by gyrating excessively to them. If you put a Bernstein fan, a Mahler fan, and a Shostakovich fan in one room, they will either topple a national government or have a threesome.
Ravel fans are inherently Wes Anderson fans. You can be friends with one for years without knowing a single thing about their personality.
Schoenberg fans are like Mahlerians but with worse memes.
Brahms fans are... I have never met a Brahms fan. I'm sure they exist, but I'm pretty sure my own taste in music scares them off.
Paganini fans are almost always TwoSet kids, particularly the ones who try to convince people that "classical music isn't boring because it's basically metal." If you tell them Paganini played viola, they will spontaneously combust.
Rachmaninov fans are ultimately really chill, but are often socially awkward. If you ask a Rachmaninov fan "how are you?", they will most likely respond with "you too."
Schumann fans are Mahlerians on medication.
Stravinsky fans think they're chaotic and unhinged and listen to the most obscure underground shit, but in all actuality they just decided to enter their edgy phase after a lifetime of being sheltered and forced to listen to nothing but Handel by their parents. Possibly homeschooled.
Ysaye fans are like Paganini fans, except they're depressed graduate music students with permanent calluses on their fingers.
Debussy fans go to art school, decide they don't like art school, but have been doing art school too long to turn back, so they can't get out of art school. They may be high on weed at any given moment.
Satie fans are just possessed vessels of Erik Satie. Death cannot hinder Erik Satie. Erik Satie will return to this mortal plane. Search your feelings. You are already Erik Satie.
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gojisaurus · 9 months
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classical composers in style of Clone High i did from 2020
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zsorosebudphoto · 2 days
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Chopin's piano and manuscripts, Cartoixa de Valldemosa, Valldemosa, Mallorca, 11-12-23
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emilia-chopin · 2 months
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together even on a postage stamp
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musikcore · 1 month
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Real life composers and their ClassicaLoid version.
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shiii-is-tired · 19 days
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pianist vs his gf’s puppy
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ariaovon · 8 months
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🎶
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slaviclore · 4 months
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I tell my piano the things I would have once told you.
Fryderyk Chopin, in a letter to Tytus Woyciechowski on October 3, 1829
secret context:
This is probably the most famous Chopin quote of them all, to the point that it's on the verge of cliche. The notion that this teenager (he's 19 here) with his extraordinary musical destiny would be confiding in his piano as if to a friend is super compelling. BUT there's another reason why I find it satisfying, and for that I give you the extended passage, Polish and all:
Nie uwierzysz, jak dla mnie teraz Warszawa smutna; gdyby nie to, że familia mi uprzyjemnia, to bym nie wysiedział. – A jak to przykro nie mieć pójść do kogo rano, podzielić z nim smutku, radości; jak to niegodziwie, kiedy coś cięży, a nie ma gdzie złożyć. Wiesz, do czego ta aluzja. Fortepianowi gadam to, co bym tobie był nieraz powiedział.
You wouldn't believe how depressing Warsaw is to me now; if it weren't for my family cheering me up, I wouldn't be able to stand it. -- How miserable it is not to have someone to go to in the morning, to share with him the sadness, the joy; how wicked it is when something weighs on you, and you have nowhere to lay it down. You know to what I allude. I tell my piano the things I would have once told you.
Yes go ahead and enjoy, it's lovely.
the thing is, historians have interpreted this as: poor Chopin is feeling stifled in Warsaw after his big trip abroad (he'd been to Vienna recently) :'( now he can't wait to leave again and go to a proper european city like Paris or Vienna where he'll finally be able to make real art for real :'( :'(
but the thing is, the only thing Chopin finds "depressing" about Warsaw is specifically that his bff/maybe secret boyfriend, to whom he is writing this letter, is not in it anymore. so while a 100 years worth of historians are trying hard to west-ify him, our boy is over here just telling a man he misses him. hero.
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