#hannah weill

[utterlyinevitable]

the very first night (let’s go back in time)

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x F!OC (Hannah Weill) Rating: Explicit  Warning: it’s sensual?? little bit of nipple play Tropes: Pining; NSFW; Friends with Benefits; Drunk; Meet Again; 

Summary: Following An Evening in December, Bryce & Hannah are alone in his hotel room making up for the insecurities of their past. 

a/n: another smutty lil snippet from this fic i’ve been trying to write a la rebranded for my oph babes 💖 i like this one so much better than the last e&b piece. i hope you do too xx

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There’s something meaningful swirling between them neither cares to acknowledge but can’t help but feel. Han elongates her body up towards him at the same time Bryce moves closer. 

It’s glorious. 

To feel him. To have his hands trailing her body, tracing more defined curves that were only shadows before. To trace the slope of his shoulders with her fingertips and feel the taut muscle there. To be pulled closer and closer, and twirled to a dance he’s leading. 

Fireworks exploded in her gut, every nerve ending on fire. It was too slow and moved too fast at the same time. One of his hands holding her head in place as he slipped his tongue between her awaiting lips. Hannah moaned softly as his tongue moved with hers. As he kissed her slow and purposefully. As she let herself get lost in the way he tasted like hops and home - earthy and reassuring, like the the gentle folds of waves as they sat on the sand in a dream she’s always coveted. She’s lost to the feeling, putty in his hands as she lets him take control. 

She’s pulled forward, tugged by the lips as Bryce backs himself up to sit on the bed. Hands fisting in her waist as he draws her towards him once more, missing the press of their bodies. Han’s helpless but to do anything but lift her legs to straddle him - precariously kneeling at the edge of the mattress trying to keep her full weight off him. But he pulls her down harder. Kisses her into delirium until she can’t keep herself up. Wanting every bit of their bodies touching.  Leaning in, her arms wrapped around his neck and fingers fisted in his sun-kissed locks, heads tilting together deepening the kiss. His fingers running delicately across her body, careful and purposeful and feather-light that made her skin tingle, arching asking for more of everything. 

And he’s handling her with care. God, she doesn’t want to think. Doesn’t want her brain to ruin this and compare it to her fantasies, or worse - think about how she compares to all his past others. So she kisses him, harder. Gives a guttural beg of ‘please’ as her hips roll into his. Bryce is all too eager to oblige - to obliterate everything else but here and now. 

Hands move to places unseen. Places friends don’t explore with friends. 

There’s never been anything friendly between them. 

It’s more. More gasps and moans as lips find hidden treasure. More please. More off. More hands everywhere. More clothes on the floor. Hearts beating erratically. 

“You’re beautiful,” he all but whispered in earnest. Soft amber eyes on hers, boring and imploring her to believe him. 

The look of reverence on his face as he uncovered more bits of her body she always kept covered up... - it was so much. 

For the first time Hannah Weill felt herself bloom under the attention. 

Instead of closing her eyes and letting it happen, she took control. Her hands trailed down his chest to the hem of his top. 

“I want to see you,” she muttered against his lips and her fingers worked to expose the hot skin underneath.  

He raised his arms and she slid off his top. 

A second passed. Then another with only shallow breaths passing between them. Her silver stare stuck on the dips of his chest, the curves of this man’s body.    

“Touch me.” 

So she does. Her filed nails trailing, exploring his pecs and down to the outline of abs that surely weren’t there when they’d known one another. He’s muscular and manly, not soft and boyish. Far from the fantasy she used to have of him - of them together over years and years. And he has tufts of chest hair now too. Her finger cards through the wiry strands that curl around her fingertip. 

He watches her, hands on her hips still rooting her there. 

He wants to say something, so does she. But what can you really say at a moment like this. Idle conversation couldn’t withstand the moment. 

When words fail mouths move.

Bryce took one of her breasts in his mouth. Shifted her higher up his body to eagerly plop his lips around her. Her hand found the back of his head and she held him in place while he flicked his tongue across her nipple before grazing his teeth and nipping her just enough to elicit a whimper. 

Without complaint he moved to the other, lavishing her body in the only way he’d know how. It’s too much. The circles he was swirling against her sensitive skin mimicked the patterns she was grinding against him, driving them both wild - seeking pressure that wasn’t close enough. His hand slid between them to thumb at her center through her jeans, trying to match her place and give her some release. But it wasn’t enough. 

An annoyed whine passed her lips, a huff as she pushed his shoulders away. “Off,” she declares as soon as his concerned gaze met hers, and Bryce drops his hold completely. Lets her get off him, disappointment beginning to creep into his brow. 

She steps back, just enough to fully use all her limbs without any impediments. His eyes are still on her and she watches him, too. Stares with a sinister smirk as her thumbs work the buttons of her jeans. Bryce catches her eye, as much as the sight of watching her strip could be his undoing, he quirks a brow in askance. 

She nods and no sooner does he rid himself of his trousers. The speed and fumbling by which he obliges endearing as ever. This isn’t weird, or awkward as most first times would go. No, this is a long time coming. They’ve played this scene out many times in the back of her mind. 

Hannah moves towards him, but Bryce keeps her at arms length. His eyes rove her body - curvy and alabaster and every flaw on display with the din of the foyer light spilling in on her like a spotlight. And for a brief moment she recedes into herself - steels herself from the rejection that’s about to come. This was nice, but it’s over now. This isn’t supposed to happen for them. Unrequited love is meant to be just that - fruitless and never real. 

Bryce breathes, wanton and wanting. “You’re beautiful.” 

“Thank you,” what else is she meant to say. 

His hands caress her sides, up and down the swell of her hips, her waist, the sides of her chest. Pads of fingers ghosting her breasts, circling her areolas as he considers her attentively. She waits. And waits for the rejection she knows is coming. 

“B-” there it is, on the tip of his tongue, the but we should stop. 

She knows it’s coming and the strings of her chest are dangling by a frayed thread, waiting to drop. Her lips part, ready to finish the sentence for him, her eyes darting to the side to find the quickest path to her clothes. But

“Before we continue…” he strides over to his rucksack, riddles around for two heartbeats too long, and finds what he’s looking for. The look on his face as he saunters over holding the ream of two condoms is contagious enough to have her smiling back. “Safety first.”

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a/n: i’m getting better at this??? 

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Tagged by @zillastar13 , took me a while to respond bc the world is a shitshow

Last song I listened to: Crucify by Tori Amos

Last TV show: uhhhhnnn DS9, in terms of fully complete binge?

Currently watching: TNG, the Owl House

Music I’ve been listening too lately: I am pretty eclectic most of the time, but I guess I’ve had a kick of cabaret songs (especially Kurt Weill, Jacques Brel) and 90s rrriot grrrrl, plus a lil David Bowie. Make of that what you will.

Currently reading: Hannah Gadsby’s 10 Steps to Nanette, and Mission Gamma: Cathedral (DS9 Novel)

Current obsession: ehhh…. My cat? Psychoneuroimmunology? Trying to navigate my stupid fucking health ailments? Star Trek? Who knows man

I tag @notyouraveragejulie and anyone who wants it

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OHFFs Advent Calendar: Day 7

An Evening in December

Submitted by: @utterlyinevitable​

Pairing: Bryce x F!OC (Hannah Weill)  Rating: 17+ Word Count: 1.4k   Summary: They run into one another at a bar a few years later. This takes place some time after What If.   Tropes: Meet Again; Pining; FWB; mini series mayhaps?

a/n: this exists in Moments From Another Life, where Bryce and Hannah were high school something-or-others and they’re just two people that can never get the timing right.

The bar is dim, dark. As deep at the late December sky. Old sconces and dated neon signs hang unintelligibly on the mid-century red brick wall casting hues of white and red throughout the cramped space. It seems every twentysomething had the same idea: a Friday night warming themselves among likeminded bodies and the cheapest drinks in town.

Hannah Weill is bobbing and weaving, sidestepping around groups in makeshift bubbles all their own, making her way back to the group with her third drink of the evening. Carefully balancing her cocktail close to her chest whilst twirling around warm bodies. She’s tipsy, not drunk. Definitely not drunk enough to conjure things or bump into a stranger. Unless… that stranger wanted her attention.

Maybe she was seconds from knocking square into him. Maybe he purposefully made his way into her path. Maybe she saw him out the corner of her eye and stopped short, caught in the headlights of an old daydream.

It didn’t matter who did what. For he was standing before her, a crooked and signature boyish smile gleaming on his thin lips.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

Maybe they said more (formalities on how they are, what he’s doing here, why he’s in her city). Maybe they kept it short (too tongue tied for what to say in the face of an almost-lover, one more time). Maybe they read the room (the electric laced hope radiating off every corner of this dinghy little place neither of them would find themselves in way back when and surrounding them). Maybe there was really only one question to ask.

He asks it out of humble curiosity, a flippant formality for taking up her time. The words come out lighter than candy floss in his cadence.

“You here with anybody?”

Hannah should be studying (but when has she ever done what she is supposed to). Instead, she’s out with her close friend Shelley, and a couple guys (plus one fifth wheel) who think they’re taking the girls home, planning on having a good time.

She shook her head at his question, nodding in the direction of her friends trying not to stare and wishing they could eavesdrop. One pair of blue eyes trying to keep a noncommittal façade as his brother speaks into his ear,

“Isn’t that your girl?”

Hannah sees none of that. Doesn’t even feel the way that guy’s sharp gaze is shortening the strings between them, willingly reeling her in and away from that stranger. The only thing in focus is Bryce Lahela. Everything is a blur of light stream stripes drowning the rest of the world out. It’s Hannah and Bryce, and the nostalgic tunes softly scoring it all.

“Just some friends,” she responds. “You?”

Bryce responds quickly, a half nod that should help explain why he is here (in her bar, her city);

“Healey.” He motions to an opposite corner - Hannah can just about make out the back of Danny’s head above the crowd. She’s hit with a recollection that Danny Healey plays football at the college down the hill. That Bryce and Danny were teammates in high school - good friends to this day, still.

Memories come in short bursts, playing like Hogwarts portraits as her mind races the moving stairs. Making her way back to something comfortable. Calling back on who she used to be. A glimmer of the Cool Girl he once had feelings for.

A raise of a thick brow accompanied by a teasing smirk paves the way for her sassy remark;

“How’s that working out for you?”

Bryce chuckles. He can’t help it; it’s a Pavlovian response to her good-natured digs. He moves to take a sip of his beer, then thinks better of it. Should probably say something.

Maybe he does. Maybe they’ve side-stepped out of the carved pathway for prolonged moments so no one asks them to move or shoves them out the way. Innate movements to keep what they’ve found.

Maybe they’re standing in the midst of a packed bar for minutes upon minutes, reconnecting. Inching closer and closer. Building the foundations of a chapter they never got to finish. Minutes passing and her friends are chancing glances, taking bets.

Maybe the conversation fizzles out and their eyes are still stuck on the other. The rush of emotions from all that time ago rises, bubbles through like the start of an eruption. Eyes roaming features (how they’ve changed, matured in the lost time, yet still look as good as they did back then). He’s more defined, she’s lost weight. His presence still engulfs her, and hers does the same to him. Maybe they haven’t really changed at all if they’re willing to forego their night for a minute of each others time. For an opportunity to be fifteen again.

Maybe she moved first. Maybe he did. Maybe they both took the leap with liquid courage hanging amber and hazel stars in their eyes.

Before either knows it his lips are ghosting hers, his free hand cradling her neck with deftly delicate fingers. For a fraction of a second he’s there waiting and ready, doing what he should have countless times before.

And with the eyes of no one from their past, the anonymity of this place (this city, this bar), Hannah curls her toes to close the distance.

Light and warm. The weight of the moment overpowering the alcohol coating their lips and drowning the bar out. White flashes behind her eyelids and she has never felt more alive.

A step closer, and closer still.

Until their bodies are flush and her fingers are burrowed in the fabric of his sweater, her drink precariously kept upright between their bodies. The sweating bottle of his beer pressed into her back. Lips parting, mouths opening, tongues exploring. They stand tied up in the middle of the crowded bar until their lungs beg for breath. Even then they barely part. That if they do they’ll wake up from this dream and be nothing to one another once again.

Hannah’s chest is all but heaving. Her eyes hooded and dazed, stuck on the lips she finally got to kiss. Her fists frozen around his sweater. They have barely had time to fill their lungs when he speaks. Bryce’s breaths caressing her flushed features as he says,

“Wanna get out of here?” Asks with pure, raw hope and sheer optimism to rewrite the past.

He sees her eyes widen, dart to the side, the shape of her lips rounding on an excuse. So he’s quick to rectify -

“I have a room.”

Her grey eyes get impossibly bigger, her mouth shuts and then just as his fingers itch to keep her in this moment a sly smirk finds him and she’s saying, “Yes.”

His megawatt smile shines. Bryce is quick to break free of their embrace just enough to deposit his half drunk bottle on the nearest surface whilst Hannah downs the rest of hers. He grabs her hand, leading her through the crowded maze and out the door.

Stepping out into the real world the pair are met with a gust of evening chill as the dive door slams behind them. They stop in their tracks, glance at the other like it was part of some script. And just like a prewritten scene they’re merely replicating, they drop their adjoined hands.

The icy upstate air brings fresh views. Bryce and Hannah don’t need to talk, they simply know what comes next.

In synch they reach into their respective pockets and pull out their phones to text their friends they left - well, Bryce does. Hannah doesn’t even bother to look at the four unread messages from Shelley, all she texts back is: Bryce. That name says more than she could put in words. Conveys more than she could type in the short few seconds that she has left them and Him behind for one night with her biggest what if.

“Hey.”

Bryce’s voice is low, hoarse and weighted with all the promise of tonight. He reaches out, wraps his hand around the one not holding her phone like a vice, tugs her by the tips of her fingertips towards him - into him. Bryce Lahela kisses Hannah Weill with every reckless thing he’s harbored the last few years.

Hand-in-hand, the cold dampened by the electric courage flowing freely, Bryce and Hannah briskly made their way down the road to the local hotel.

All the while three pairs of eyes watch them through a frosty window.

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a/n: i listened to blue lips by tove lo and this happened.

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[rocklandhistoryblog]

Our award-winning exhibition “Influencers: Art and History on South Mountain Road” will close Sunday.

Please join us at the History Center today, tomorrow Friday and Sunday, from noon to 4pm if you would like to see this informative and interesting show.

Named for its geographical location at the southern base of the ridge that ends at the High Tor peak overlooking Haverstraw Bay, South Mountain Road is a winding four-mile stretch of road with a rich and varied history. Originally inhabited by Munsee Lenape Indians, the valley became home in the early 1700s to Dutch and English settlers who farmed and quarried local sandstone deposits. The landscape remained relatively unchanged until the early 20th century, when South Mountain Road was discovered by a group of artists and intellectuals seeking respite from New York City. From 1908 through the present, South Mountain Road has provided shelter to an enclave of creative people who have left lasting marks not only locally but also on the wider world of art and letters.

"Influencers" uses objects, archival material, images, and works of art from the artists' family and from the collections of the Historical Society of Rockland County and Rockland Center for the Arts to explore how the landscape of South Mountain Road influenced its many residents over the course of the twentieth century and how, in turn, the artists and intellectuals who found inspiration here influenced one another. Among the notable residents of "The Road" featured in the exhibition are John and Mary Mowbray-Clarke, co-founders with the painter (and fellow Rockland resident) Arthur B. Davies of the 1913 Armory Show that introduced Modernism to America; the sculptor Hugo Robus; the ceramicist and painter Henry Varnum Poor; the poet Amy Murray; the playwright Maxwell Anderson; the textile artist Ruth Reeves; the painters Morris Kantor and Martha Ryther; the composer Kurt Weill and his wife, the actress Lotte Lenya; the cartoonist Milton Caniff; and the actor and director John Houseman.

Despite intensified surburban encroachment since the 1980s, South Mountain Road has managed to retain much of the rural character with modern convenience that attracted artists to it more than a century ago. From early efforts to reclaim rustic farmhouses to today's work to protect the West Branch watershed and save Henry Varnum Poor's Crow House, South Mountain Road also reveals a legacy of environmental conservation and historic preservation that go to the core of the unique culture of Rockland County.

We are also pleased to announce that our semi-permanent exhibition "Rockland Voices" will feature a special mini-exhibition for 2019: Crow House: Handmade by Henry Varnum Poor. Henry Varnum Poor seemed to turn everything he touched into art. Perhaps nowhere is this more evident than in the house and studio he designed and built as a place of comfort for his family on South Mountain Road in New City. How it was conceived, constructed, and enjoyed are illustrated through archival images and documents. Contemporary photographic images from the past decade help shed light on the present condition of this important artist's home and studio and beg the question: What does the future hold for Crow House?

Thanks to the Smithsonian Archives of American Art, Elizabeth Felicella, Caroline Hannah, Julie Scholz, Chuck Stead, and Karen Zukowski.

The exhibition runs through October 27 and is open to the public, free of charge, on Wednesdays-Fridays and Sundays, 1-4 pm, and by appointment. Please note that the HSRC will be closed, however, on Easter Sunday, April 21, 2019.

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"Influencers: Art and History on South Mountain Road" was made possible by a grant from the Office of the Rockland County Executive, Department of Economic Development and Tourism. We are grateful for the support. We also thank the Hon. Harriet Cornell, Rockland County Legislator, for her personal support of this exhibition, as well as of the Rockland Center for the Arts and the Historical Society of Rockland County.

Special thanks to Peter Poor and Daly Flanagan, executive director, Rockland Center for the Arts, for paintings on loan; Caroline Hannah, Elizabeth Felicella, James Kaval, Julie Scholz, Susan Stava, Chuck Stead, Karen Zukowski; the Smithsonian Archives of American Art; the New-York Historical Society; HSRC staff and volunteers Richard Anderson, Meredith Campbell, Bob Carroll, Susan Deeks, Christine Kowalski, Marianne Leese, Jennifer Plick, Clare Sheridan, Caroline Tapley; and the Trustees of the HSRC.

For information about arranging a group tour of "Influencers," contact Christine Kowalski, Museum Services Assistant, [phone] or [email protected].

More information here: https://www.rocklandhistory.org/program.cfm?page=669

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Recordando a Simone Weill

Recordando a Simone Weill

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#Notas con historia

[annoyingthemesong]

35 favorite films. The ones that really moved me to my core or I have watched obsessively over the years. Also because - fuck top ten. And I like lists. (And this list might expand)

Barry Lyndon - Stanley Kubrick

L’Avventura - Michelangelo Antonioni 

The Music Room - Satyajit Ray

Babe 2: Pig in the City - George Miller

Lost in Translation - Sophia Coppola

Solaris - Andrei Tarkovsky

Vertigo - Alfred Hitchcock

Naked - Mike Leigh

Spirited Away - Miyazaki

Gates of Heaven - Errol Morris

McCabe & Mrs Miller - Robert Altman

Girlfriends - Claudia Weill

Being There - Hal Ashby

Sunset Boulevard - Billy Wilder

No Country for Old Men - Coen Bros

Who Framed Roger Rabbit - Robert Zemeckis

Withnail & I - Bruce Robinson

Blade Runner - Ridley Scott

Come and See - Elem Klimov

Grizzly Man - Werner Herzog

Pixote - Hector Babenco

Dark City - Alex Proyas

JFK - Oliver Stone

Hannah and her Sisters - Woody Allen

Under the Skin - Jonathan Glazer

Le Fils - Dardenne Brothers

The Fugitive - Andrew Davis

Avatar - James Cameron

The Man with the Movie Camera - Vertov (Cinematic Orchestra version)

La Collectioneuse - Eric Rohmer

Quiz Show - Robert Redford

Angels with Dirty Faces - Michael Curtiz

The Red Shoes - Michael Powell / Emeric Pressburger

Ran - Akira Kurosawa

LA Confidential - Curtis Hanson

[astrawrion]

one time i ate some macroni and my ukulele started acting strange it said 'okay man that shampoo is not ok' so i picked up that son of a bitch and threw it out but i still wasnt decent so i had to shave my beard and my bird. it flew away with my facial hair and never came back and the facts about blue were true even though i never thought i would say that. i guess you could say that my laptop died. anyways, i lov u hannah and have a great drunk day

Weill I love you too, I'm way too drunk to comprehend so I'll try again tomorrow lol

[thelozzaview]

Monday/Tuesday I had a good day both days

So I got up out of bed and and sis a exercise on my phone NTC phone app then had breakfast and then I did some errands with mum went to a meeting with mum, I thought we were going to do the main important errand of them all grocery shopping we didnt get to do that but I did tell her some things for when she was going shopping so thats something.

You know how me and Lisa always hang out every month we were talking about how busy we are later on in the week so i thought we could do it that day so we did i had my lunch superbowl and she picked me up at 3:20 and got our snacks and our tockets and enjoyed the movie she cried as she does and then made our way home.

Like any other Monday all i did was watch Hannah Montana and had afternoon tea then watched Glee had some Loz M time then watched Glee and had dinner while watching Glee. Tuesday was a good too first off I had fitness/bootcamp then home for morning tea and then lunch and Mel had to go back to Rockingham 

So i had fun by Anne Marie, dad took me to Edge class then Anne Marie fun and sleep weill i tired to anyway then I had my afternoon tea while watching Hannah Montana then I went to dance and as usuak i had fun doing what i love to do and then Alice took me home a long Anne Marie way which was fun then as I do listened to her again then had dinner and Green Tea and then went to bed so i had fun both days nd now today is Wednesday.

[utterlyinevitable]

The first and probably last poll I’ll ever post…

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Originally from Bethesda, Maryland, Daniel Stern has been acting professionally considering that the age of seventeen. Following his substantial school graduation, he auditioned for the Washington Shakespeare Festival seeking a job as a lighting engineer but ended up as “a strolling player with a lute” in their production of “As You Like It.” Shortly thereafter, he made his way to New York where he “took a couple of acting lessons” and began to assemble an impressive portfolio of such off-Broadway credits as “Split,” “Frankie and Annie,” “The Mandrake,” and “The Old Glory.” In addition, director Peter Yates cast him as one of the four Indiana teenagers in the highly acclaimed film “Breaking Away.” Variety in acting roles appeals to Stern. Following “Breaking Away,” he searched in Woody Allen’s “Stardust Memories,” Claudia Weill’s “It really is My Turn” and John Schlesinger’s “Honky Tonk Freeway” before returning to New York to appear off-Broadway in the two character play “How I Got That Story,” which led to critical acclaim and a starring role in Barry Levinson’s “Diner.” Other film credits incorporate “I’m Dancing As Fast As I Can,” “Blue Thunder,” “Hannah and Her Sisters,” “The Boss’s Wife,” “The Milagro Beanfield War,” “Born in East L.A.” and “D.O.A.” In addition to his voice-previously mentioned operate on the series, Stern directed a lot of episodes of the popular and critically acclaimed television comedy, “The Wonder Years.”

Name Daniel Stern Height 6' four" Naionality American Day of Birth 28 August 1957 Place of Birth Bethesda, Maryland, USA Famous for

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featuring: Tsibele: http://www.tsibelemusic.com/ Hannah Temple, accordion Eva Boodman, trumpet Zoe Nicole Guigueno, bass Eleonore Weill, flute/vocals Zoe Auqua, violin

[rocklandhistoryblog]

The Historical Society of Rockland County Invites You To:

Influencers: Art and History on South Mountain Road

A Joint Exhibition by the HSRC and Rockland Center for the Arts

When: Thursday, April 18, 2019, through October 27, 2019. Wednesdays-Fridays and Sundays, 1-4 pm, and by appointment. Please note that the HSRC will be closed, however, on Easter Sunday, April 21, 2019.

Where: HSRC History Center, 20 Zukor Road, New City

Price: $FREE

Named for its geographical location at the southern base of the ridge that ends at the High Tor peak overlooking Haverstraw Bay, South Mountain Road is a winding four-mile stretch of road with a rich and varied history. Originally inhabited by Munsee Lenape Indians, the valley became home in the early 1700s to Dutch and English settlers who farmed and quarried local sandstone deposits. The landscape remained relatively unchanged until the early 20th century, when South Mountain Road was discovered by a group of artists and intellectuals seeking respite from New York City. From 1908 through the present, South Mountain Road has provided shelter to an enclave of creative people who have left lasting marks not only locally but also on the wider world of art and letters.

"Influencers" uses objects, archival material, images, and works of art from the artists' family and from the collections of the Historical Society of Rockland County and Rockland Center for the Arts to explore how the landscape of South Mountain Road influenced its many residents over the course of the twentieth century and how, in turn, the artists and intellectuals who found inspiration here influenced one another. Among the notable residents of "The Road" featured in the exhibition are John and Mary Mowbray-Clarke, co-founders with the painter (and fellow Rockland resident) Arthur B. Davies of the 1913 Armory Show that introduced Modernism to America; the sculptor Hugo Robus; the ceramicist and painter Henry Varnum Poor; the poet Amy Murray; the playwright Maxwell Anderson; the textile artist Ruth Reeves; the painters Morris Kantor and Martha Ryther; the composer Kurt Weill and his wife, the actress Lotte Lenya; the cartoonist Milton Caniff; and the actor and director John Houseman.

Despite intensified surburban encroachment since the 1980s, South Mountain Road has managed to retain much of the rural character with modern convenience that attracted artists to it more than a century ago. From early efforts to reclaim rustic farmhouses to today's work to protect the West Branch watershed and save Henry Varnum Poor's Crow House, South Mountain Road also reveals a legacy of environmental conservation and historic preservation that go to the core of the unique culture of Rockland County.

We are also pleased to announce that our semi-permanent exhibition "Rockland Voices" will feature a special mini-exhibition for 2019: Crow House: Handmade by Henry Varnum Poor. Henry Varnum Poor seemed to turn everything he touched into art. Perhaps nowhere is this more evident than in the house and studio he designed and built as a place of comfort for his family on South Mountain Road in New City. How it was conceived, constructed, and enjoyed are illustrated through archival images and documents. Contemporary photographic images from the past decade help shed light on the present condition of this important artist's home and studio and beg the question: What does the future hold for Crow House?

Thanks to the Smithsonian Archives of American Art, Elizabeth Felicella, Caroline Hannah, Julie Scholz, Chuck Stead, and Karen Zukowski.

The exhibition runs through October 27 and is open to the public, free of charge, on Wednesdays-Fridays and Sundays, 1-4 pm, and by appointment. Please note that the HSRC will be closed, however, on Easter Sunday, April 21, 2019.

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"Influencers: Art and History on South Mountain Road" was made possible by a grant from the Office of the Rockland County Executive, Department of Economic Development and Tourism. We are grateful for the support. We also thank the Hon. Harriet Cornell, Rockland County Legislator, for her personal support of this exhibition, as well as of the Rockland Center for the Arts and the Historical Society of Rockland County.

Special thanks to Peter Poor and Daly Flanagan, executive director, Rockland Center for the Arts, for paintings on loan; Caroline Hannah, Elizabeth Felicella, James Kaval, Julie Scholz, Susan Stava, Chuck Stead, Karen Zukowski; the Smithsonian Archives of American Art; the New-York Historical Society; HSRC staff and volunteers Richard Anderson, Meredith Campbell, Bob Carroll, Susan Deeks, Christine Kowalski, Marianne Leese, Jennifer Plick, Clare Sheridan, Caroline Tapley; and the Trustees of the HSRC.

For information about arranging a group tour of "Influencers," contact Christine Kowalski, Museum Services Assistant, [phone] or [email protected].

[davidisen]

NYC Music I Like June 14-20

...trad jazz, Gypsy, swing, bluegrass, choro etc. w/ folk roots & virtuoso ensemble playing... Explanation/disclaimer.

[Caution! Please verify with musician, venue, etc., before going. Send updata here.]

Allied music listings with overlapping tastes: Jim's Roots and Blues Calendar.  Eileen's Lindy Blog - This Week in Swing.

This Week

Wednesday, June 14, 5:30 PM: David Ostwald's Louis Armstrong Eternity Band. Birdland (Most Wednesdays.) 7 PM: Bob Dylan & His Band. Capitol Theatre, Port Chester NY. Info/tix. 7 PM: Gordon's Grand Street Stompers. Delilah.

Thursday, June 15, 7 PM: Bob Dylan & His Band. Capitol Theatre, Port Chester NY. Info/tix. 8 PM: Dr. John (piano), Henry Butler (piano). The Town Hall. Tix. 9 PM: Gypsy jazz jam, Fada. (Most Thursdays.)

Friday, June 16, 7:30 PM: Margi Gianquinto (vocals), Vinny Raniolo (guitar), Mike Karn (bass). J House, Riverside CT. 7:30 & 9:30 PM: Barry Harris Trio. Dizzy's. 9 PM: Madison McFerrin. Rockwood One. 10 PM: Svetlana w/ Seth Weaver Big Band. Zinc Bar.    10:30 PM: Fridays at Mona's. Mona’s, 14th & Avenue B.

Saturday, June 17, 4:30 AM: Paul Winter's 22nd Annual Sunrise Concert for the Summer Solstice w/ Paul (soprano sax), Eugene Friesen (cello), Paul McCandless (oboe, English horn, bass clarinet), Jeff Holmes (piano), Tim Brumfield (on the Cathedral's majestic Aeolian-Skinner pipe organ). Cathedral of St. John The Divine, 112th St. Info/tix. 1 PM: Garden Party Quartet frequently with Emily Asher (trombone). (Most Saturdays.) Fraunces Tavern. 6 PM: Sean Cronin (bass, vocals) & Very Good. June residency, Barbes. 7:30 & 9:30 PM: Barry Harris Trio. Dizzy's. 8 PM: Mamie Minch (guitar, vocals) and Her Business. Barbes. 8 PM: Eddie Barbash (sax) w/ Joe Saylor (drums), Ibanda Ruhumbika (tuba). The Roxy. 10:30 PM: Svetlana (vocals). Summer Swing. The Django.

Sunday, June 18, 4 PM: No Stride Piano Jam This Sunday. 7:30 & 9:30 PM: Barry Harris Trio. Dizzy's. 8 PM: The EarRegulars usually w/ Jon-Erik Kellso (cornet), others. The Ear. (Most Sundays.) 8 PM: Glenn Crytzer Trio w/ Hannah Gill.  Blacktail. (Most Sundays.) 9 PM: Stephane Wrembel & his band. Barbes.  10 PM: Baby Soda Jazz Band w/ Jared Engel (banjo), others. St. Mazie. (Most Sundays.) 10 PM: Irish (and more) session hosted by Tony DeMarco (fiddle). 11th Street Bar. (Most Sundays.)

Monday, June 19, 7 PM: Raphael McGregor (lap steel guitar) and, probably, friends, takes the Brain Cloud slot. Barbes. (Most Mondays.)  7 PM: Evan Christopher's Clarinet Road w/ Evan (clarinet), Ehud Asherie (piano), others. The Falcon, Marlboro NY. 7 PM: The Glenn Crytzer Orchestra w/ Glenn (guitar, tenor banjo, & vocals) w/ regulars such as Sam Hoyt (cornet), Mike Davis (cornet), Jason Prover (cornet), Joe McDonough (trombone), Matt Musselman (trombone), Jay Rattman (reeds), Matt Koza (reeds), Dan Block (reeds), Ricky Alexander (reeds), Jesse Gelber (piano), Ian Hutchison (bass), Andrew Millar (drums), Hannah Gill and Dandy Wellington (vocals, alternating weeks). Kola House, Chelsea. (Most Mondays.) 8 PM: Vince Giordano & his Nighthawks, with an array of the best traditional jazz musicians in New York, Iguana. (Most Mondays). 8 & 10:30 PM: Hot Sardines, June residency. The Blue Note. (Every Monday in June.) 9 PM: Svetlana & The Delancey 5 - Svetlana (vocals), Jon Weber (piano), Mike Hashim (reeds), Charlie Caranicas (cornet), Rob Garcia (drums), Endea Owens (bass). Back Room Speakeasy - 102 Norfolk Street. (Most Mondays.) 10 PM: Mona’s Bluegrass Jam, Mona’s, 14th & Avenue B (Most Mondays.) 10 PM: Terry Waldo & The Rum House Jass Band often w/ Terry (piano), Jon-Erik Kellso (cornet), Jim Fryer (trombone), Eddy Davis (tenor banjo) and frequently Dan Levinson (clarinet) & Molly Ryan (vocals). The Rum House. (Most Mondays.) 10 PM: Jim Campilongo Trio w/ Jim (electric guitar), Chris Morrissey (bass) & Josh Dion (drums). Rockwood Two.

Tuesday, June 20, 7:30 PM: That’s Entertainment: Dietz and Schwartz and Friends, hosted by KT Sullivan, w/ Margi Gianquinto, Jon Weber, many others. Weill Recital Hall. Info/tix. 8 PM: Vince Giordano & his Nighthawks, with an array of the very best traditional jazz musicians in New York, Iguana. (Most Tuesdays). 8 PM: Mona's Trad Jazz Jam 10th Anniversary Bash. Hosted by Mona's Hot Four with loads of special guests. DROM. 9:30 PM: Ryan Slatko Trio w/ Ryan (piano), Alex Claffy (bass), Ari Hoenig (drums) & special guest Gabe Terraccino (violin). Pete's Candy Store. 10:00 PM: Michael Daves (guitar). Rockwood One. (Most Tuesdays.) 10 PM: Svetlana & The Delancy Band. Brooklyn Speakeasy at Bedford Hall, 1177 Bedford Avenue, Brooklyn. (Most Tuesdays.)  11 PM: Trad Jazz Jam (10th Anniversary After-Party) hosted by Mona’s Hot Four. The Hot Four is Dennis Lichtman (clarinet, etc.), Gordon Webster (piano), Nick Russo (guitar, banjo) & Jared Engel (bass), plus many special guests. Mona’s, 14th & Avenue B. (Most Tuesdays.)

Future

June 23, 7:30 PM: Margi Gianquinto (vocals), Sam Kulok (guitar), Mike Karn (bass). J House, Riverside CT.

June 24, 11 PM: Jon Davis (piano). Mezzrow.

June 25, 5:45 PM: Terry Waldo's Gotham City Band. Fat Cat.

June 29, 8:30 PM: Henry Butler (piano). Bar LunAtico.

June 30, 6 PM: Midsummer Night Swing Dance w/ Margi & the Dapper Dots w/ Margi Gianquinto (vocals), Jon Weber (piano), John Merrill (guitar), Tal Ronen (bass), Chris Byars (clarinet, sax, flute), Gordon Au (cornet), Chris Gelb (drums), Fernando Garcia (percussion). Damrosch Park. Info/tix. 8:30 PM: Sam Reider & Future Folk Musik w/ Sam (accordion), Eddie Barbash (sax), Alex Hargreaves (violin), Jeff Picker (bass), Gabe Schnider (guitar). Bar LunAtico.

July 1, 5 PM: Vince Giordano & The Nighthawks, Catherine Russell & her most excellent band, Stephane Wrembel & band, The Avalon Jazz Band w/ Tatiana Eva-Marie (vocals), Adrien Chevalier (violin), Aurora Nealand & The Royal Roses, and more. And even more. Central Park Summer Stage. Info. 7:30 PM: Hilary Gardner (vocals) w/ Luca Santaniello & friends. The Django at The Roxy.

July 4, 8:30 & 11 PM: Django Reinhardt All Stars w/ Samson Schmitt (guitar), Ludovic Beeier (accordion), Pierre Blanchard (violin), Doudou Cuillerier (rhythm & scat vocals), Antolio Licusati (bass). Special Guest, Veronica Swift (vocals). Birdland.

July 5, 8:30 & 11 PM: Django Reinhardt All Stars w/ Samson Schmitt (guitar), Ludovic Beeier (accordion), Pierre Blanchard (violin), Doudou Cuillerier (rhythm & scat vocals), Antolio Licusati (bass). Special Guest, Veronica Swift (vocals). Birdland.

July 6, 8 PM: Julien Labro (accordion), Olli Soikkeli (guitar), Jorge Roeder (bass), Colin Stranahan (drums). Cornelia Street Cafe.8:30 & 11 PM: Django Reinhardt All Stars w/ Samson Schmitt (guitar), Ludovic Beeier (accordion), Pierre Blanchard (violin), Doudou Cuillerier (rhythm & scat vocals), Antolio Licusati (bass). Special Guest, Grace Kelly (sax). Birdland.

July 7, 7 PM: 8 PM: Julien Labro (accordion), Olli Soikkeli (guitar), Jorge Roeder (bass), Colin Stranahan (drums). Shanghai Jazz, Madison CT. 8:30 & 11 PM: Django Reinhardt All Stars w/ Samson Schmitt (guitar), Ludovic Beeier (accordion), Pierre Blanchard (violin), Doudou Cuillerier (rhythm & scat vocals), Antolio Licusati (bass). Special Guest, Grace Kelly (sax). Birdland.

July 8, 8:30 & 11 PM: Django Reinhardt All Stars w/ Samson Schmitt (guitar), Ludovic Beeier (accordion), Pierre Blanchard (violin), Doudou Cuillerier (rhythm & scat vocals), Antolio Licusati (bass). Special Guest, Jazzmeia Horn (vocals). Birdland.

July 9, 9 PM: Julien Labro (accordion), Olli Soikkeli (guitar), Edward Perez (bass), Colin Stranahan (drums). Barbes.  8:30 & 11 PM: Django Reinhardt All Stars w/ Samson Schmitt (guitar), Ludovic Beeier (accordion), Pierre Blanchard (violin), Doudou Cuillerier (rhythm & scat vocals), Antolio Licusati (bass). Special Guest, Jazzmeia Horn (vocals). Birdland.

July 12, 9 PM: Pokey LaFarge. Bowery Ballroom. Info/tix.

July 15, 6 PM: Veronica Swift (vocals). Birdland.

July 22, 6 PM: Veronica Swift (vocals). Birdland.

July 23, 7 PM: Early Roman Kings: The Music of Bob Dylan w/ Tony Trischka (banjo, pedal steel), Stash Wyslouch (guitar, vocals), Sean Trischka (drums, vocals), Jared Engel (bass). Joe’s Pub.

July 27, 8 PM: The Preservation Hall Jazz Band. Ridgefield Playhouse, Ridgefield CT.

July 28, 8 PM: The Preservation Hall Jazz Band. The Space at Westbury Theater, Westbury, NY. Tix.

July 29, 6 PM: Veronica Swift (vocals). Birdland.

August 3, Punch Brothers. Beacon Theatre. Tix.

August 19, Noon until 10 PM: Morristown Jazz & Blues Festival featuring Vince Giordano & The Nighthawks, Bucky Pizzarelli & more. Morristown NJ village green. Details.

September 13, Chris Thile & Brad Meldhau. Town Hall. Tix on sale Friday, Apr 7.

September 27, 7:30 PM: Seu Jorge performs The Life Aquatic, a tribute to David Bowie. The Beacon Theatre. Tix.

October 13-15, Jeff & Joel's House Party, Branford CT. Info.

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[utterlyinevitable]

b&h, back again.

Bryce went about his day like normal. Compartmentalizing, mostly. Work work work, burying thoughts of Hannah. Whenever she was in the same postcode all he could think about was her - what he could do to her, what he did to her, and how soon he could do it again. Bryce didn’t even know if he liked her anymore - hell, they’ve been in each other lives for fifteen years and he’s not sure if he actually knows her. He knows what she likes in bed, how she takes her drink, the setting of her airconditioner, and that she uses soap and body wash in the shower. He knows she’ll never be awake before 9am and never to attempt small talk.

They’ve known each other so long.

She was friends with his sister, always around on the weekends. A permanent fixture in his life. There wasn’t an evening that there wasn’t Hannah - at his house or in his phone. Even back then Hannah was a bitch, jaded and sarcastic beyond belief. Every word she said had a hidden intention, never conveying what she truly means. One hoop after another with this one. Over time, Bryce got used to it, even found her off-putting devil-may-care demeanor endearing. Who Hannah was in the confines of their bubble certainly was not who she presents to the outer world. He knew she was never intending to be rude, deep down she always had to protect herself.

She was never off-putting when they were alone, together. It’s like she blossoms just for him. Bryce had never been shy about his affection for her, he’d put himself out there in actions rather than words. In hindsight, he probably should have told her how he felt instead of playing this flirting game with her. Maybe things could have been different, because he certainly knew that Hannah was either oblivious to his intentions or just.. He doesn’t know what else could have been going through her mind.

Hannah Weill was Bryce Lahela’s first everything. In relative secrecy. Until one of them started seeing someone else, and then when it ended they’d fall back into they’re fucked up situation once again. They never really hung out; she was artsy and he was into sports, she read books and he played video games. Their paths only ever crossed weekend nights, when she’d come over to hang out with his sister and the little gang they’ve seemed to create. His favorite were the nights they would sit at the beach, be outside of his house, hopping fences, skinny dipping, or drinking. Sometimes all at once.

They had a history of flirting. Heavy petting and flirting and clandestine teenage moments. Never dating, though. They’ve never been on a proper, traditional date. A meal or a drink here or there, never anything romantic. He’s wanted to ask her out hundreds of times, but she’s Hannah. She doesn’t date. Doesn’t get attached. Refuses to fall in love, From what he could gather from all the shit his sister would spew about the way Hannah lives her life. Years later, he’ll come to learn she wouldn’t date him because of Keiki, amongst a myriad of other reasons. The biggest of which being she didn’t want to get stuck in their hometown. At the time it both stroked his ego and sped up his heart that she thought she could like him so much she wouldn’t pursue her dreams.

Oh, fuck. He’s thinking about her again.

Five o’clock can’t come soon enough.

#bits of b&h #b&h #i don’t know what I’m doing with them!!!!!!

[utterlyinevitable]

2 11 15 xx

aaa thank you 💓 i’ll do these for my oph mc/ocs 

2. What do strangers notice about them first?

People are always first drawn to how attractive Odette is and impeccably dressed. The bright eyes and extra-long platinum blond ponytail of her signature look really does turn heads. 

If a stranger was looking across the street and saw Becca, they’d be drawn in by her charisma. She would also probably be talking animatedly with her arms and hands flailing everywhere. They’d want to know what the conversation is about. 

People notice how closed off Hannah is. The permanent bitch face and ‘don’t bother me’ vibes that radiate off her. 

11. What color do they look strikingly good in?

Odette: any shade of blue or muted pink

Becca: forest green

Hannah: rosewood/wine red

15. Are their greatest flaw and their greatest strength related and in what way? (ie very caring and helpful but a doormat, or very observant and shrewd but often paranoid)

uhhhh hm. this is a hard one! idk if i’ve answered the question properly...

Hannah’s greatest flaw is that she is guarded and keeps herself from getting emotionally invested in pretty much anything. Her greatest strength is that she is helpful and often the person people call when they’re going through shit (granted, if Hannah is in the same timezone/city at the time and hasn’t burned that bridge down). 

Becca’s greatest flaw is that she cannot handle her own emotions and often doesn’t acknowledge/talk about them. Her greatest strength is that she cares so much about everything and wants the best for everyone. 

Odette’s greatest flaw is that she lets people off the hook too often, very dormat-esque because she hates confrontation and avoids it at all costs. Her strength is that she’s observant and always there to help those in need. 

> from the oc asks list

#oc asks #hannah weill #becca lao #odette hall #why did it take 10 mins to try to pinpoint ode's biggest strength? #she's emotional and creative and non-judgmental #let me love queue

[utterlyinevitable]

OC asks numero uno (I can't be bothered to look further down the list yet) for at least Odette... But feel free to go through as many characters as you'd like 😆

bahaha thanks ren 🥰

1. How does your OC feel about their full name?

ohhh this is a good one! 

Odette Pandora Hall was made fun of for her odd name (Odette Pandora. Really, where did they come up with this name? Has Violette written all over it tbh, David was just happy to have a baby.) in early grade school. Her mother Violette told her that they’re probably just jealous of how smart and pretty she is, whilst her dad David taught her that there’s strength in being unique. She owned who she is and her unusual name provided the perfect inspiration for her stage name. 

Becca Carolina Lao has a weird relationship with her name - she doesn’t feel all that attached to it, but she also doesn’t know what other name she’d choose if she could. She was always called Rebecca by everyone in her family, ‘Becca’ was only adopted by her group of friends when she was 15/16. Her full name - Rebecca Carolina - was just a name Donda chose the day she was born, no deep connection or meaning behind it. And for that, Becca always kinda felt a little lost in the identity department. Now, as an adult, she’s found herself and feels confident in being Rebecca Ramsey Lao.

Hannah Amelia Weill recreates herself constantly. So many nicknames that bring out facets of her personality. She’s the type of person that changes who she is dependent on who she’s with and where. She’s not attached to one name or one identity. Honestly the girl doesn’t know who she is. That’s why she makes so many mistakes. And why Theo fucks her up in the best way.  

> from the oc asks list

#oc asks #askboxed #becca lao #odette hall #hannah weill