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uwmspeccoll · 1 year

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Spotlight: African Folktales

For Black History Month I found another book of folktales (shocker) to share with you all! The fun and exciting part of this job is being able to look into things that one would not normally take the time to explore, and I have been given the opportunity to do nothing but explore and dig into the expansive collection we have in Special Collections (if you aren’t getting interested to come in and take a peek, you should be).

The book I am keen on sharing is The Ox of the Wonderful Horns: And Other African Folktales, a children’s book from our Historical Curriculum Collection, published in New York by Atheneum in 1971. The stories were retold and illustrated by Ashley Frederick Bryan (1923-2022), an American writer and illustrator for children’s books, of which most of his subjects focus on the African-American experience. Bryan’s desire and challenge for the anthology was to “bring the stilted language of the linguists’ narration back to an oral tradition through rhythm and poetic verses.”

This anthology features five tales from Akan-Ashanti, Angolan, South African, and Kaffir myths with various illustrations accompanying us through each story. The illustrations switch between half-page black and white and full-page color that are meant to evoke African wood block motifs that suggest the ochres and reds of African clay dyes and African textile designs; very eye-catching and absorbing!

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-- Elizabeth, Special Collections Undergraduate Writing Intern

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the-shrimp-that-fried-rice · 5 months

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HEY

I just posted my first ever animated short on my art account and I would really appreciate it if you guys would check it out :)

Its a navajo folktale about how the milky-way was created by the coyote trickster, Ma'ii who got impatient and tossed the stars up all at once.

Ive been working on this project for about 2 and a half months with all the character designs and backgrounds and the actual animation (animating is hell) but now its done:)))

-Coyote & The Milky Way-

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#wizardposting #wizardblr #wizardblogging #shrimp posting #2d animator #2d animation #animation degree #animated short #made with krita #krita animation #2d digital animation #Folklore animation #Navajo folktale #Instagram

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foslo · 1 year

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Hare's heart 🌿

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#polish folklore #Polish folktales #folktale #illustration #animal art #my art #foslo #digital art #digital

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adarkrainbow · 1 month

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Fairytales in French cinema

Pictures from "Kirikou et la Sorcière" (Kirikou and the Witch/Sorceress) by Michel Ocelot.

The mid-20th century was marked by Cocteau's Beauty and the Beast... Jacques Demy's Donkeyskin left its print on the latter half of the 20th century... And Michel Ocelot's Kirikou burst out of the dawn of the 21st century. As I said before, this movie could be compared in term of scope, effect and popularity, to what The Lion King was in America... (except this movie's better :p)

Adapting a West African folktale while sharing modern messages about issues such as the power of tyrants or the nature of discrimination, using all sorts of traditional African artstyles for its design ranging from Ancient Egypt to the Benin, this movie enormous success (it even was adapted as a world-renowned live-action musical) completely redefined the animation industry in France in the early 21st century.

#kirikou #fairytale movie #kirikou and the sorceress #french movie #kirikou and the witch #animated movie #michel ocelot #african folktales #west african folktales

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snail-sir · 1 year

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I love it when i get a creative burst and make like 10 artworks, but don't want to spam so I have to space them out... I got this one done like, last week lmao

I saw this dude all over my fyp this one random day, decided to go check the series out, and now I'm here with fanart hahaahha. I'm gonna have the rest of the cast posted as well 👍👍

Who doesn't love a funky little guy

#anime style #anime #drawing #art #my art #digital art #fanart #digital #ibis paint x #ibis paint #donghua #yao chinese folktales #中国奇谭 #fox #fox scholar #chinese #china #hanfu #folktales

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chinesehanfu · 1 year

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【Chinese Animation “Yao Chinese Folktales” X Tang Dynasty Hanfu]

EP02-<Goose Goose Goose /鹅鹅鹅>Summry

The story of "Goose Goose Goose" is adapted from the tales of the miraculous " Yangxian Scholar/阳羡书生 " (also known as: Goose Cage Scholar/ 鹅笼书生 ) by Wu Jun, a writer of the China Southern Dynasty.

It tells the story of a young peddler who helped an injured fox scholar in the mountains. The scholar invited the peddler to drink and felt bored when drinking so he spit out his sweetheart rabbit monster from his mouth. Then, he also invited his sweetheart man out of his mouth.

After a while, the fox scholar was drunk and took a nap beside the peddler; the rabbit monster took advantage of the fox scholar to fall asleep and spits out her lover who are a boar monster.The boar monster also took advantage of the rabbit monster to take care of the fox scholar, and spit out his lover from his mouth：A felmale goose monster.

And the goose monster unexpectedly made the pedlar's heartbeat.Thay talk a lot and the goose monster longing for the world beyond the mountain, and asking pedlar to take her out of the mountain, she will turn into a goose and live in his goose cage.

But suddenly, the fox scholar woke up, the boar monster quickly put the goose girl monster back into her mouth, and the rabbit monster quickly put the boar monster into her mouth, finally the fox scholar put the rabbit monster back into her mouth.

From the point of view of the theme, this work belongs to the type of story that explores the psychological changes of the human heart.

Many of the costumes and makeup of the Monster in the animation refer to Tang Dynasty & Ming Dynasty,China. For Example:

“Blood Halo Makeup/血晕妆 from “安阳唐赵逸公墓壁画・仕女图/Anyang Tang Zhao Yigong's Tomb Murals”,Tang Dynasty,China.

・China Ming Dynasty Portrait： Portrait Zhang Qingzi(张卿子) by Zeng Jing

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#Chinese Hanfu #Tang Dynasty #Ming Dynasty #chinese animation #yao chinese folktales #Yangxian Scholar/阳羡书生 #Goose Goose Goose /鹅鹅鹅 #Blood Halo Makeup/血晕妆 #hanfu #Chinese Culture #chinese art #chinese #我是411 #fox scholar #cosplay

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avoyagetoarcturus · 5 months

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Friederike Hauffe, the Seeress of Prevorst and Dr. Justinus Kerner for Folktale Week on Instagram: Day Four: Sleep. ☄️ Mrs. Hauffe (1801-1829) was a German mystic and "sleep-waker" who could see the future, communicate with ghosts and spirits, see the time of people's deaths, and sense magnetic fields. She lived in the house of Dr. Justinus Kerner as a patient for an unknown chronic illness for three years while he wrote a book about her visions and attempted to scientifically study ghosts, clairvoyance, and the afterlife.

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redsamuraiii · 7 months

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Case Closed : Detective Conan (Ep 167)

Interesting case involving a legend of a Yokai, Jorogumo. A person was found murdered in a warehouse surrounded by spider web.

#case closed #detective conan #heiji hattori #anime #japan #japanese folklore #japanese folktale #japanese yokai #jorogumo #yokai

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arthistoryanimalia · 1 year

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For #Woodensday:

Octopus and Rat by Kuki Sii, Tongan artist wood carving w/ shell Sydney, Australia c.1970 + The Rat and the Octopus book by Temukisa Lelemia, illustrated by Murray Grimsdale Wellington, New Zealand 1998

“This carving and children's storybook depict the legend of an ungrateful rat and the octopus' revenge, as told for generations in Tonga, Samoa, the Tuamotus and other islands. Storytelling links islands and shares ways of thinkitig about animals over time and space.”

On display at American Museum of Natural History in NYC.

#octopus #rat #cephalopods #rodents #The Rat and the Octopus #Australian art #New Zealand art #Australasian art #Oceanic art #Oceania #wood carving #book #folktale #American Museum of Natural History #museum visit #Woodensday #animals in art

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nickysfacts · 1 year

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Korean legends come from a time before a intervention was held for the tigers involving their smoking addiction!😂

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ariel-seagull-wings · 5 months

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THE FEATHERED STAG

@adarkrainbow @princesssarisa @themousefromfantasyland @thealmightyemprex @professorlehnsherr-almashy @makingboneboy @shelleythesapphic @amalthea9 @softlytowardthesun @grimoireoffolkloreandfairytales @amalthea9 @faintingheroine

(Brazilian Folktale)

Once upon a time there was a queen who would be completely happy if she had children. She was, on one occasion, so excited that, not noticing that it was high noon, the time when the angels in Heaven are singing, she shouted:

"My God! For what time it is! Give me a son, even if it's with the face of an animal..."

A son was born to her, strong, well-built, rosy, but with a deer's snout instead of a face. He grew up quickly, very intelligent and pleasant, possessing unusual wisdom and magical virtues. The King and Queen carried him hidden so that no one would know that the heir to the throne had the face of a deer. When he became a young man, the prince asked to be allowed to go out into the world, looking for adventures to forget his physique.

The parents gave permission and the prince traveled on a dark night, so that his father's subjects would not see him. He walked and walked and walked for days and days, until finally he came to a very great and beautiful kingdom.

Right at the entrance to the city there was a sign inviting any man to build a bridge connecting the two parts of the kingdom that were divided by a bottomless abyss, forcing residents to travel almost a hundred leagues. Whoever built the bridge would be paid its weight in gold and would marry one of the king's three daughters.

Otherwise he would suffer the death penalty. Many people had died trying to raise the bridge. When the work was about to end, a windstorm would come up and destroy everything. The deer-faced prince volunteered and was fired. He stood on the edge of the cliff, lay down and slept as if he were at home. He spent almost the entire next day walking around and looking everywhere as if he had no business doing anything. From the highest window of the palace, the princess followed Deer Face's steps.

At dusk, the prince walked back and forth, as if he were praying. He stopped, opened his arms and a cloud and workers appeared on both sides of the ravine, immediately beginning the work. All night there was a rumor of an anthill and at daybreak a stone bridge connected the two banks of the abyss, haunting everyone. The King was very pleased. Deer Face refused the gold and waited for his bride. The King's two daughters would not even admit the idea of someone dreaming of marrying them to an ugly creature like Deer Face. The youngest declared herself ready to be the mysterious prince's wife. It was a marriage made quickly because it was no fun seeing a pretty girl married to a half-man, half-animal guy. After the ceremony, the King asked his son-in-law where he wanted to live.

"In my house, Yeal Sir!"

And he showed a palace that was a Babylon, magically appeared near the King's mansion. The married princess lived happily but Deerface didn't want to accompany his wife anywhere, fearing to embarrass her. The two other princesses married two elegant princes and were proud of their husbands.

It happened that, every few years, the King ordered very popular rides to take place. People came from the end of the world to watch. All the nobles ran to the jousts, with spears, taking the gold rings that were given to the ladies, with much applause from the crowd.

Then followed a dance that lasted all night. The two princesses spent their days examining dresses and dreaming about balls.

The youngest sister looked happy, but she was sad because her husband wouldn't run to the rings with that face. On the morning of the day of the cavalcades, Deer Face called the woman and said to her:

"Here is the dress you shall wear to the party. Give me a bath, catch my lice, perfume my body and I will be locked in a room until you return. I don't want anyone to notice you're missing."

The princess did everything her husband asked and, much against her will, locked him in a room, got dressed, took the carriage and followed. When she appeared on the stage, everyone clapped because she was the prettiest of them all. The race started. In the midst of the knights an unknown man appeared, handsome, strong, well armed and on a horse that was a corisco.

He ran all the jousts and took all the rings. Nobody knew him and when the gentlemen paraded next to the King to greet him, the stranger lowered the silver spear and left all the gold rings in the lap of Deer Face's wife. The people clapped so much that the city roared. Deer Face's wife wanted to shake off the little rings and didn't do so in order not to offend the nobleman, but she took the carriage and returned home.

She found her husband where she left him, asking if she enjoyed the races.

She told what had happened.

"Wouldn't you rather have married a gentleman like the one who gave you the rings than me?"

"I wouldn't exchange my husband for all the gentlemen in this world!"

Replied the little princess.

"Minus two."

Said Deer Face.

The woman didn't understand and the husband didn't explain.

The next day there was the same case. The unknown gentleman reappeared better dressed, better mounted and armed, and won the rings. He went to greet the King and laid them all in the lap of Deer Face's wife. Then he bit his horse on the spurs and disappeared.

The woman came back and told what happened. Deerface asked if she wouldn't be happier with the stranger than with him.

"I wouldn't exchange my husband for all the gentlemen in the world!"

Was the answer.

"Minus two..."

Muttered Deer Face.

In the third, the same feat. Deer Face heard the story and his wife's response and just said:

"Minus two..."

And he ordered the woman to dress for the ball. The woman didn't want to go but he forced her.

The little princess decided not to dance because she only wanted to dance with her husband.

In the middle of the party the mysterious gentleman appeared, so well dressed that it caused astonishment. All the ladies and maidens wanted to dance with him but the gentleman went to where Deer Face's wife was and asked her for the honor of a dance. So as not to be insulted, the girl accepted and they danced with great grace several times.

At midnight the little princess left the ball and returned home. She found Deer Face in the same position and there was the same exchange of questions and answers.

"Minus two..."

He repeated.

In the morning the woman gave food to her husband and went to manage her household. In an old room at the end of the palace, she saw a large, dusty closet. She dusted it off and opened it. What was her surprise when she came across all the clothes that the mysterious gentleman had worn during the three days of the tournament and at the ball the day before. She had her mouth open, looking at those wonders when she heard a moan. She turned and saw Deer Face.

"Didn't you hear me say, four times, minus two? Because every time I had proof of his fidelity, I took two years off the time of my enchantment. This closed room could not be opened because it is outside the government of the house. Your curiosity changed my destiny and I can no longer stay here."

The little princess started to cry. Cara de Veado opened a huge window there and asked the woman to look towards the east and say what she saw. The woman obeyed.

"I see a dark cloud!"

"It's not that one..."

"I see a gray cloud!"

"That's not it..."

"I see a white cloud!"

"This is it! Goodbye!"

The white cloud grew, grew, filled the room and in the middle of it Deer Face jumped.

The cloud rose and rose, and the woman saw a large deer covered in feathers, looking down at her.

And he disappeared. Immediately the palace collapsed as if it were made of smoke.

The little princess returned to her kingly father's palace, crying a lot like an orphan. The King received her very well but the two sisters laughed a lot at her situation.

"Who forced you to marry an animal instead of marrying a human? Go look for your husband in the woods! ..."

The little princess decided to look for her husband around the world. She equipped herself with a rope and walked, walked, walked... One nightfall she arrived at a very clean and pleasant little house, where she saw a clean and smiling old woman who welcomed her with charity. She gave him something to eat and drink. The little princess told her life. The old woman said:

"My daughter, this is dangerous, but as you are protected by God, I will try. Hide behind that stove because when my daughter arrives everything will be cold."

"Who is your daughter?"

"The Moon!"

When the Moon arrived, the little house was bathed in a light that looked like milk. The Moon was in a bad mood, sniffing loudly:

"I smell royal blood here! I smell royal blood here!"

"It's nothing, my daughter. Have dinner and let's talk."

The Moon had dinner and calmed down.

The mother asked:

"My daughter, if a pilgrim arrived here, tired and sad, what would you do?"

"Me, my mother? I would treat her welll ..."

The girl came out from behind the stove and the Moon welcomed her, listening to her tell her story. Then she said:

"I wish to help but I don't know where the Feathered Stag's kingdom is. The one who should know is my godmother, the Night."

The same thing happened in the house of the Night as had happened in the house of the Moon. The Night ignored the reign of the Feathered Stag and indicated the house of the sun. The young princess went on her way. The Sun, calmed by his mother, talked to the girl but warned her about the itinerary.

"I don't know. Those who should know are the Winds."

There went the little princess to the House of Winds. The mother of the Winds fed her, hid her and appeased the fury of her children who arrived howling like desperate people. After dinner, they settled down and started chatting. The North Wind didn't even know the South Wind. The West Wind had already heard about it. The East Wind became important:

"I know where it is. Is far away. It is a beautiful reign, ruled by a deer dressed in very white and shiny plumes. I'll take you tomorrow."

At dawn the mother of the Winds woke up the little princess and said to her:

"My daughter, when you get there, hide in the woods by the Lagoon of the Middle. There are two silver stones on a bank and there all the enchanted animals come to drink water, daily. Make sure that, as soon as the Feathered Deer lowers its head into the water, jump on top of it, hold on to it and don't let go, no matter what. God guide you..."

The wind from the east took the girl and she flew almost all day. At nightfall she left it on a path, near the forest. The girl saw the lagoon. She ran there and hid, next to the two silver stones.

All the animals came to drink, little by little in groups.

At dusk, there was a noise of square sticks and broken branches and the animals all ran away in fear. Then a huge feathered deer appeared, as majestic as a monarch, and it came, came slowly, its nose in the air, suspicious.

He would get closer and suddenly, he would take a jog and be far away. Then he came back, breathing hard, restless. He got so close, so close that he turned his back to the girl's side and put his nose in the water of the lagoon. The girl quickly jumped on top of her, clinging to her neck as if it were a padlock.

The Feathered Stag made more than a thousand jumps, leaps, turns, bellowing, throwing kicks that darkened, rubbing against the trees, running, but the little princess didn't let go and more and more held on in that whirlwind of prances and pirouettes.

The Stag jumped and leaned against the thorns so much that the feathers flew away, one by one. When the Deer got tired and stopped, he was transformed into a handsome and strong prince, with the young princess hanging around his neck. They went together to the palace that stood in the center of the forest.

They entered and were welcomed by the nobles who were the disenchanted animals. A magnificent dinner appeared and they celebrated the end of the penance all night.

In the morning the King, Deer Face's father-in-law, went to look out the window of his palace and saw a castle much more important than his, next door. He sent to ask who lived there and when he found out that his daughter and her husband had returned, he ran to hug them, crying with joy.

There were public celebrations for three days. The two princesses were so furious with their sister's victory that they rushed from the tower, crashing onto the paving stones.

The queen mother of Deer Face, who had been mute all this time, recovered her speech, a sign that God had forgiven her.

#brazil #folklore #folktales #fantasy #fairy tales #literature #animal bridegroom #the search for the lost husband

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yoel-o-fellow · 1 year

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New project

#Animation #forest #fairytale #folktale

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adarkrainbow · 29 days

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Fairytales in anime and manga

Yonimo Osoroshii Grimm Douwa / Otona no Douwa / Otona no Dowa series: Yonimo Oroshii Grimm Dowa. (The truly horrible Grimm fairytales) A series of OVA reimagining three European fairytales in different styles - but all as horror stories. (This mini-series is completed by another set of OVA reimagining three Japanese folktales in a similar manner, Yonimo Osoroshii Nihon Mukashibanashi, The truly horrible Japanese folktales. Together they form the Otona no Douwa series - not to be confused with the various hentai mangas of the same name since "Otona no Dowa" means "Fairytales for adults")