#title: (dig it up)

[lorephobic]

literally nobody asked for it, but here's my list of saltburn essays that i've slowly been drafting over the course of the last week which WILL be required reading for anybody trying to engage with me about this movie. my very personal saltburn 101 syllabus just dropped

A Wolf in Deer's Clothing: Saltburn's Attempt at Innocence

an examination of party costumes and our character's last attempts to masquerade as something they're not: felix—an angel, all-forgiving and all-knowing, something to be worshiped; and oliver—a prey animal, prey to class-divide, prey to saltburn, prey to felix.

thoughts about oliver specifically are loosely organized in my #bambi tag

A Midsummer Night's Mare: Farleigh Start as the Ultimate Victim of Saltburn

a farleigh character study, about the ways he was mistreated and manipulated at saltburn, about fighting to stay alive and the scars left behind by knowing when to give in

alternatively titled "QuickStart", may be adapted into a conclusive essay specifically focusing on oliver and farleigh's relationship

The Eye of the Beholder: On Saltburn's Voyeurism & Violence [working title]

how wealth and class pushes the catton's toward the volatile reality of being able to look, but not touch. on desire and the lack thereof, and portraying yourself as an object to be desired

may end up as two separate essays on wealth and aestheticism but i'm pushing toward a conclusive essay about the intersection of the two, which i feel is at the heart of saltburn

alternatively titled "Poor Man's Pudding: A Melvillian Approach to Saltburn's Class", again, may be adapted into it's own essay

Gender-Fluid: A Study in Sexuality and Saltburn's Desire to be Dry

a deep dive into the bodily fluids of saltburn and how oliver upsets the standard of men who are just so lovely and dry. on the creative choice to lean into the messy wetness of sex and desire and the audience's instinct toward repulsion

a celebration of the grotesque and an examination of why we would label it as such

least developed of the four, heavily inspired by @charnelpit's lovely post about the fluids in saltburn

if anybody is actually interested in any of these, i can work toward something closer to a finished piece instead of just bullet points and quotes in a google doc, but mostly this is so i can share my very brief takes on a multitude of themes in saltburn that have been haunting me

edit for people seeing this in the future: all posts about my essays are being organized into my #saltburn 101 tag if you’re interested in following these through to development!

#saltburn #saltburn posting #really desperately need someone to pay me to write saltburn essays all day #or else these will never be more than a smattering of bullet points #and these are only the most developed of the millions of the thoughts that i've had rolling around in my brain this last week #idk if lengthy meta-essays are interesting to literally anyone other than me #but if any of these speak to u and u have thoughts abt them #of course u are welcome to send them my way #i think all of these were born out of either seeing bad fandom takes (ie. everything ive seen about farleigh and oliver) #or rly good fandom takes that haven't been talked about enough like the fluids thing #anyway #oh also if u want any interview clips that back up any of these ideas i have a list thats like a million miles long #and would be happy to dig for any specific things im talking about here #bambi #also also im sorry i kno the colon in academic essay titles is so overused i just love a subtitle sm #i love love love a clever little essay title. titling my essays was literally my favorite part of the essay process in college #saltburn 101

[commsroom]

doug eiffel is relatively offline, his choice of... constant, unyielding background noise so he never has to be left alone in the company of his own thoughts... is the radio and/or tv, but he is also always watching youtube videos like "Can We Drive 1,200 MILES in an ABANDONED Van With NO TITLE? - First Start in 17 Years" and "Monster Jam - INSANE AIR Compilation." zero doubt.

#wolf 359 #w359 #doug eiffel #will never let anyone forget he's a monster truck guy. i love it. #the other day i was trying to think of like. eiffel is definitely a youtube guy if he's any kind of social media guy. #but i was blanking on specific channels. anyway. no. this is the answer. he's watching like junkyard digs and high octane films #and monster truck compilations. #i see clearly now. #eiffel sees something like 'will it run?' or 'will it work?' in the title and clicks immediately that's his genre. #the rest of his youtube search history is various clips from movies and tv shows that he pulls up to show people on his busted phone #whenever someone makes the mistake of telling him they don't understand a reference he thinks is iconic. which is a lot of them. #he's so annoying i want him so bad. sorry #well anyway. that first one's a great video.

[tequiilasunriise]

Oh great bumbleby gods out there I need your help, I want to reread one of my FAVORITE bumbleby fanfics of all time that I haven’t read in over two years and can only remember that I THINK it was called smth like “the weight of memory” please if anyone has it I would be indebted to you forever it was like modern au bumblely exes who were together in college but broke up and eventually meet up again at like??? A wedding of mutual friends??? And its tenseeee with the flashbacks intersecting the present day scenes

#like ive been digging and nothing shows up and I rlly cant remember the title ouchie #i remember it changing past dani’s life it was SO GOOD #therr was a scene where yang’s like ‘love me love me love me’ and it permanently altered my brain chemistry #rwby #bumbleby #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #bumbleby bumblebabes #buzz buzz motherfuckers #guys PLEASE i need this fic in my life again sooooo badddd

[vethbrenatto]

i was just thinking yesterday about how in d&d actual play a lot of the times the heroes are simply going to win. like there’s no other option. obviously it’s a journey to get there and sometimes there can be losses along the way (ex: molly), but the heroes are kind of on a very pre-destined path of victory. the path to victory isn’t pre-determined, which is what makes it interesting to watch, but still. it’s just very, very unlikely in the kind of broadcasted actual plays that i watch/listen to that a DM would ever go through with a TPK. which i am very happy with because on the whole i don’t think i want to see a TPK play out in my actual plays. BUT. the idea of a calamity campaign has me so excited because of the sort of counterpart idea of all these characters being destined to fail and destined to perish. the calamity was a long, long time ago and it can’t be stopped. i really love the idea that we’re going back in time within the world as observers, happy to see a new story, but without much of a way to change the ending. i’m so hyped for this.

#exu: calamity #critical role #if it's like exu proper the 4-part miniseries might end on sort of an open note to revisit the characters. which like obviously id love #because id want to see those players back at the table for more than 4 parts but #the setting and title point more toward this being The Adventure for them and i kind of dig that. give me a tragic end i will eat it up

[thislovintime]

During the filming of Head: (photos 1-5) possibly April 11, 1968, photos by Michael Ochs Archives/Getty Images, and Henry Diltz; a costume fitting, March 26, 1968 (photo via the official Peter Tork Facebook page).

Peter Tork: “There was a bit of a contradiction between the plan and execution. I think if due consideration had been given to where we wanted The Monkees to go next, we would have not only had a better movie, but maybe even moved the career forward instead of stopping it dead in its tracks.”

Q: "When the idea for Head was bandied about, was it based on artistic expression, rebellion, or just an opportunity to cash in on the Monkees name?”


Peter Tork: “It was an expression of where we were at the time. When we first talked about making a movie, the four of us agreed that we really didn't want to do a 90-minute episode of The Monkees. We wanted to go beyond sitcom situations, because growing up, [Micky] and I had seen some of our favorite TV shows, like McHale's Navy and Dragnet, turn into awful movies.The fairest understanding of the movie was that it was [director and co-producer] Bob Rafelson's take on the Monkees phenomenon overall, without much of a comment or a conclusion. The gist of the movie is the Monkees remain trapped and it seems like they're never getting out of it, which was peculiar because the movie was an effort to get out of it. Other than that, it was a little surreal, some parts are extraordinarily funny, and a lot of that is Jack Nicholson's idea of what was funny.”

Q: “What was your history with Nicholson at that point?”

PT: “
He didn't have much of a history with us. He'd come around the set for a while. He was fun and funny. He had a style and gestures. Mike adopted him completely. And then one day Bob said, ‘Jack's going to help make the movie.’ We were delighted because there was no mistaking Jack's power and capacity, intellectually and artistically. It was clear that here was a man who managed to make himself socially acceptable by bottling all of his insanity and putting it into useful channels. A very rare quality and one that's made him the superstar that he is. You couldn't help but feel that.”

Q: “
There were plenty of psychedelic films being produced at that time to varying degrees of success, so why didn't Head stick?”

PT: “
The Monkees ran into a brick wall and [Head] was part of that. And the fact that it was marketed as a head movie to the suburban kids and as a suburban, bubblegum movie to all the heads didn't help much either. It was a disaster in the making from some points of view. Commercially, surely.” - EW dot com, November 12, 2008

* * *

Head, of course, features two Tork songs:

“‘Can You Dig It’ is about the Tao. The hook line I wrote in my dressing room on the set [of the television series in 1967]. The chords for the chorus I’d written in college, and [they] had just stuck with me. I hadn’t been able to do a thing with them until I was sittin’ there, just writin’ on a scrap of paper with ideas, and I wrote, 'Can you dig it?/Do you know/Would you care to let it show?’ Those three as a triplet — as opposed to a couplet. I just looked at them and [went], 'Wow!’ I grabbed a pencil and circled those three. They were part of a quatrain. I said, ‘Wait a minute. No, this works best as a little three-line chorus.’” - Peter Tork, Head box set liner notes (x)

“The funny thing is that the lyrics [to ‘Long Title: Do I Have To Do This All Over Again?’] came to me right out of the air. I was just playing those chord changes on the guitar, and I opened my mouth and that’s what popped out. The song was weirdly prophetic. I had no idea that was going to be my attitude about anything having to do with music when I wrote that song. I wrote the lyrics in London on that famous trip with Karen Harvey Hammer and Justin Hammer, who are Lady and Baby respectively of the song ‘Lady’s Baby.’” - Peter Tork, Listen To The Band liner notes (x)

“I think they’re [‘Can You Dig It?’ and ‘Long Title: Do I Have To Do This All Over Again?’] the best songs in the movie [Head]. I love both of them. I thought they were just terrific. He had plugged himself into that whole Stephen Stills connection and was working with those guys. I think they fit the movie better than anything did. When those two songs start up in the movie, it comes alive for me.” - Michael Nesmith, Head box set liner notes

#Peter Tork #The Monkees #Monkees #1960s #60s Tork #<3 #Tork quotes #Head (1968) #long read #been typing up a lot of interviews/articles so long reads will be frequent #Tork songs #Can You Dig It #Long Title: Do I Have To Do This All Over Again #1968 #can you queue it

[dailyfatefigures]

Saber - 1/7 Scale - Fantasy Maid Ver. by PLUM

#spent a shameful amount of time trying to translate this one babes. original word translated directly to delusion but that didn't sound #quite right tonally so i did some digging. most western sites just translated to 'maid ver.' and like. fair enough. but i always include th #full title and always translate it the best i can w/o actually speaking japanese (save for that one ichiban kuji line which my attempts to #translate ended in progressively worse word salad b4 i gave up) #so i ended up just using a less harsh synonym for delusion which got the point across. this has been a psa abt god knows what #anime figure #figure collecting #fate #fate series #fate grand order #fgo #fate go #fate stay night #fate hollow ataraxia #1/7 scale #saber #saber artoria #artoria pendragon #plum

[kideternity]

Most important thing in the world to me is that IMO in order to be ant man you gotta be fucked up in the head*

#marvel #antman #ant man #dinu yells into the void #dinu yells in the void #*H@nk not included because I hate him #anyways. i miss ant man. #i miss my wives tails. i miss them a lot #Literally id have to dig for it rly bad but its sooo important to me that like. in order to be ant man you gotta be some kind of asshole #eric is well. you know. it was in the title. zayn iirc literally almost destroyed like all of civilisation in his future because he let #hubris get the best of him during his scientific studies #a lot of ppl i think think scott is like the obligatory Nice One #and i do think scott is an kind person. but like . #scott is compassionate. but hes not nice. #scott in the old comics (aka the GOOD comics #had like an INSANE temper and would regularly threaten Ultra Violence #against people #like he was literally mister ‘i will torture you with the ants if you piss me off’ to criminals he fought #IM JUST…. its rly important to me that all of the antmen are people who inherently fucked up or did shitty things in some way #or like have a lot of flaws #and yet still choose to be heroes anyways. #id need to find it but i need to find my like ramble i sent to bracken abck in like 2021 2022 #about the point of antman as a mantle #and about how it’s inherently a superhero title thats about ppl taking from the predecessor and making it their own identity #instead of living up to a ‘legacy’ #the original ramble was in regards to scott and eric but i think it holds true to Zayn as well #sighh. i miss ant man. #i should do a digimon ant man crossover. for meeee :3

[lady-merian]

Re: the George Sherwood Hunter painting - I think it’s real because I haven’t seen AI capable of doing things like those railings next to the spindles of the chair without merging them in some nonsensical way. None of the architecture trails off either. But I hate that we have to be detectives for every image now 🤦🏻‍♀️

the railings don’t make sense to me though, and neither do the plants(?) on the altar(?) or the oddity of putting stained glass where it is on the window and not across the whole window (not a design choice that makes sense to me) and also the candles aren’t straight. I do think it’d be equally weird if it was faked though because it would mean someone got so far as to print this onto a canvas and sell it at an auction, but yeah it’s so weird.

#I guess something about it just rubs me wrong and the fact that I couldn’t find anything but that one auction site and something referencing #That auction site #Was unusual I guess. #In a way I found the detecting fun though I’m up against a wall with it #Edit: even after the digging you did the painting just still looks all wrong to me and since I only reblogged it to comment on my question #And not because I liked it for it’s own sake (I don’t) #I deleted it. The candles curving #the overflowing flowers blending together in a visual mush #the statues/icons/whatever don’t look right to me (where’s that sword coming from???) #And something about the stained glass itself and not just where it is (but that’s harder to get across without comparing it to another #picture of his with stained glass. That just looks better. Idk) #Had fun looking at his other paintings though. Love the weaver and also the woman at the spinning wheel and the guy with the pipe #(Not looking up actual titles again sorry)

[paladin-n-cleric]

biggest and easiest peice of evidence to prove is the piggyback metaphor i will die on this hill

#you can also prove that the title has a double meaning by bringing up the obvious case of dig dug #mall rats too. but that’s more of a play on words? idk #byler

[asterigos]

Sorry it's taken me so long to return. Health and non-health stuff has come up, working more (trying to keep up with capitalism and all that), and I hit a creative/writing wall while I keep trying to buckle down more on outside-of-work work stuff. I will do my best to return soon! Replies to DMs will be sporadic and slow, replies to RP threads still largely on hold, but the occasional one may crop up as I try to chip away at the very long list of ones I owe on here and 1x1.

#i also forgot the email to this account for a while and had to dig through emails to find it oops #i miss writing and in the free time i manage i just end up playing video games oops #trying to knock a few titles off my backlog but then it leaves less time for writing #you see my dilemma #but i miss writing stories and the characters #sorry i've been a poor partner to everyone #ooc: musings of a mortal

[akagamiko]

Learning that Shanks is known as the Killer of Observation Haki (being able to stop others from using their Observation Haki) only aids my headcanon of him being a massive snoop as a kid.

Shanks managing to, not just eavesdrop on Roger, Rayleigh, and other highly skilled Haki users, but to sneak up on them as a child because he was (unknowingly) keeping his presence hidden by shutting off / “killing” their Observation Haki, even in such a slight way.

He is constantly showing up (seemingly) out of nowhere and without detection, like when Luffy was being attacked on Foosha (all civilians, I know, but bear with me), during Marineford, and during Film Red when the Marines are attacking.

This has different ranges--from canceling a person’s ability to use it in order to hide himself and his crew’s presence (explaining why his entire ship was able to take everyone off guard at Marineford and how he suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield) to stopping their use of Future Sight and can use his ability to interrupt their breathing.

#things i've talked about on discord but not here despite them being important ??? <3 <3 #anyway i've always hc'ed shanks as a nosey person and someone who eavesdropped A LOT as a kid #and i'm like ?? how is he pulling this off #brought on by the scene where's he's listening to roger through the door #how did no one notice a whole ass ship + a buttload of powerful people approaching #once again shanks is oda's mary sue but honestly i really dig this and hope he goes into it more #because is this a part of conqueror's ?? #can roger do this too?? #or is this just a shanks thing?? #interesting that killer of observation haki is another title of his #since future sight is not super common like who gave him this title #was it the government?? #anyway take this bc it's been in my drafts since i learned this when film red was coming out last year #HEADCANON. #SKILLS. #look the point of this is that he's nosy and sneaks up on people sometimes <3

[waywardsalt]

Everyone on Mercay knows Linebeck

For some reason, playing Animal Crossing always inspires me to write, and today it inspired me to write this... poem? This ...thing vaguely about Linebeck. It’s exactly 1000 words and I haven’t edited it since writing it. 

So... if you’re interested in reading it, then please enjoy!

~

Everyone on Mercay knows Linebeck

He’s famous and brave and confident

And he looks the part

In his pristine coat and dashing scarf

With his flamboyant movements

And charismatic words

Most people on Mercay

And all others that know of him

Don’t think to look beyond that tailored mask

And allow their attention to be drawn

To his alluring tales

Instead of what is

Right in front of them

Those more enamored by him

Can describe his face perfectly

They always recall the curve of his smile

The glint in his sharp green eyes

The way his hair falls behind his shoulders

Too captivated by each of his calculated moves

To see the way his eyes are sunken and his cheeks are hollow

How though his hair is well-taken care of

It’s at the same time unkempt and uncombed

Every time he is seen in town

And his dexterous hands

With the prominently visible tendons

And the thin fingers that look just a bit too long

With jagged fingernails that look as though

They were bitten rather than trimmed

And whenever his coat sleeve slips back

You can see for a brief moment

His rail-thin wrists

And anyone who goes out of their way to see him

Will tell you

That is all you are able to see of him

Under those immaculate clothes

And little as it is

Hands tell detailed stories

But this captain’s hands

Tell no tales with such detail

As bandaged fingers suggest little more than

Slight mishaps in repairs

Or a slip of the hand when cooking

If he allows you close enough

Close enough to

Touch his hand for just a moment

Then every time

Without fail

Those skilled and slender hands

Are just a little too cold

Despite the way they move

And their proximity to machinery

The sailor smiles in such a way

That makes you forget the temperature of his skin

And turns your attention to his face again

His gaunt face

Hidden in plain sight

With dry and cracked lips

And circles under his eyes

Dark as the deepest depths of the sea

And the way his smile is never reflected in his eyes

He tells lavish stories and details to the listeners

Faraway islands with dangerous dungeons

That they will never see

But with enough detail and imagery

That they don’t feel that they need to

He tells about the ocean

About the endless horizon

And about himself

About his adventures

And his achievements

And everything he’s seen beyond that endless horizon

But he never talks about himself

People come from around the island to hear him talk

A few coming for the stories

A few coming out of admiration

A few coming out of desire

And they hear about an accomplished, adventurous sailor

And never about the person sitting in front of them

The ones most fascinated with him know nothing about him

They have to assume that he likes the color blue based on his coat

He never allows anyone to buy him a drink

And he never tells anyone what he likes to eat

No one knows what his hobbies are

What kinds of flowers he likes

If he likes any animals

What kinds of books he likes to read

No one knows how old he is

How long he’s been sailing

The ones most attentive when the stories are told

Make the uncomfortable realization

That he never mentions another person in his stories

No family

No friends

No companions

When he speaks to someone in the tavern

He never says their name

When someone goes to touch him

He flinches away before recomposing

He never asks favors

And never makes small-talk

Whenever he wins at cards

It can be heard that his lies

Have the same cadence as the truth

Though no one knows the truth

And no one wants to admit that

He is a different person

With everyone he speaks with

The only consistency

Seems to be the brief glimpses of anger

Flaring up so sincerely in his eyes

Or bright flashes of fear

In the way he reacts

When someone asks if he is being honest

Some nights he can be found

In the corner of the tavern

Sitting silently

With nothing to eat or drink

Laying out fifty-two cards

And then sorting them with a cold

Mechanical

Methodology

Some days

After a story he struggles to tell

He leaves very early

Blinking hard and resisting the urge to cover his ears

Shying away from touches and lights and smells

He is rarely seen in the streets of the town

And sometimes any semblance of cheer and confidence

Is gone

Replaced with listless stares and lethargic movements

And once you see past his charisma

Though the pristine grooming

The perfectly tailored responses

And the too-perfect movements

You find yourself looking at something

Something

Beneath a hollow mask

Made up of tireless imagination

Of exaggeration and mimicry

Something to hide behind

A mask that leaves you wondering

Why it was crafted in the first place

And what it is hiding

Beyond hints of an emaciated body

And shallow stories and replies

This mask

Propped up by fear

And endless charisma

And just-right movements

This mask hiding something

That almost no one on Mercay

Realizes even exists

And even those who do know what exists

Cannot search any further

As even with the mask identified

You cannot see underneath it

Unless the one wearing it removes it

And so those pretty words

Distract the people of Mercay

Away from what is hiding in plain sight

Keeping them from that deeply uncanny feeling

That something is deeply wrong

With the man that they idolize

The man they know nothing about

Except that he is a sailor

Who shares his name with his ship

But people still hear his stories

And find themselves captivated

By this hollow illusion of a man

Sitting in front of them

And still people will say

Everyone on Mercay knows Linebeck.

#you guys get a Tumblr Exclusive today #my writing #fanfiction #linebeck #phantom hourglass #loz #legend of zelda #i didnt really. plan this out i just started thinking about this. concept im trying to express while playing animal crossing #im so. enamored with this idea. that no one on mercay actually knows anything about him. that he never tells anyone about himself #that he so effectively distances himself from everyone and manages to make it so that no one actually wants to dig deeper #and that the only way to dig deeper is to get him to open up #like. we don't know a whole lot about him in ph even after he opens up to link #before i decided that the first and last lines would be the title i was thinking about the title 'hollow man' or something to that effect #the idea that there is something very visibly wrong with him both at first glance and if you pay more attention #but that he knows how to misdirect your attention to eventually fail to notice it #idk. something about this... poem? haunts me a little bit. i kind of hope that it comes off as creepy #this looks very different without word document page breaks #its like 7 pages #whatever. i wrote this in two hours and im very happy with it. hope you like it #going with the idea that this counts as a poem i am not good a poems i just wanted to be flowery and disjointed with my writing today

[bleachbleachbleach]

"the world of stool cabinet fabric bed chest sofa shelf light wagon"

So I saw this post, where it’s pointed out that Ichigo is reading a book that just seems to be complete nonsense. Like LOL is that a weird translation error or some kind of random lorem ipsum generated text? Someone really just wanted to practice their bubble lettering? Reading a book about random furniture doesn’t really seem like something a typical teenager would be into. But, I guess Ichigo isn’t really a typical guy…

Taking another close look at this picture though, I realized that the text on on page of the book isn’t just random scribbles. 

I can make out the words “first xxx … designed by Le Corbusier.” Ok well... that seems like it might be a real person, and not just some random letters strung together.

Turns out, Le Corbusier was a Swiss-French architect and designer, among other things, and he’s famous for being one of the pioneers of modern architecture.

Let’s zoom out on the photo and see what’s going on here, and why that detail might even be relevant.

When you search “Le Corbusier” the first search suggestion that comes up is “Le Corbusier chair.” I had never heard of this guy before, but I’ve definitely seen his designs. Probably the most famous is the Grand Confort armchair (aka the LC-1, LC-2, and LC-3), which I’m sure you’ve seen around. It has a very distinctive square shape with a metal structural frame. According to wikipedia, in the show Sherlock, Holmes sits in a Grand Confort. I’m sure you’ve seen chairs of this design in other places too.

So maybe the title of Ichigo’s book isn’t as random as we initially thought. But Renji, Rukia, and Ichigo clearly aren’t sitting in arm chairs. They’re sitting in some sort of reclined chaise. Not only that, they’re all sitting in the same type of chair… which seems deliberate.

This is another famous Le Corbusier chair, called the B306 chaise lounge. I looked up these bad boys, and holy shit, there was one that sold at a Sotheby’s auction for ~$10,000 USD. These are some expensive chairs our gang has parked their butts in. Given that this chair is not as immediately recognizably famous as the Grand Confort though, why are they sitting in them?

A little digging reveals that while this chair has Le Corbusier’s name attached to it, his most famous chair designs were actually created by an amazing woman named Charlotte Perriand. While working for Le Corbusier, some of the things she designed included the aforementioned armchair and chaise lounge, as well as the B301 slingback chair (just look up this last chair because I'm sure you'll also recognize it). Perriand was only 24 when she was hired by Le Corbusier, and because of the era and the fact that she was a woman, her accomplishments have largely been overshadowed by (and attributed to) her more famous boss. It was amazing reading about some of her designs because they are so inspired and almost ahead of their time, such as convertible/functional furniture (such as movable counters, sliding shelves, and extendable dining tables). 

This all seems well and good, but why is this relevant or important at all to this Bleach art? Well, it turns out that Perriand actually spent some time in Japan as an official advisor for industrial design to the Ministry for Trade and Industry. While in Japan she advised the government on raising the standards of design in Japanese industry to develop products for the West.

In 1940, with World War II underway, Perriand accepted an offer from the Japanese Ministry of Trade and Industry to serve as an adviser and consultant; the appointment was negotiated by her former studio mate Junzō Sakakura, who had recommended Perriand on the merits of her Corbusian credentials. Rather than proselytize the virtues of tubular steel, however, Perriand threw herself into the tradition of Japanese woodcraft. In a brilliant gesture of formal transposition, she worked with Japanese craftspeople to reengineer her steel-frame chaise lounge in bamboo, capitalizing on the material’s tensile properties while retaining the sinuous contour of her prototype. (x)

I love this redesigned lounge that forgoes the leather and steel (as seen in the classic version of the chair and depicted in the drawing) and instead uses bamboo. She was really a fascinating person and I highly encourage you to look her up.

I don’t really know where I was going with this, but I thought it was amazing to see the amount of thought that went into creating this single drawing. There’s so much to unpack! On the surface, it’s one where you just go “oh wow, cool fashion” (lol Renji’s fuck hat). A second glance reveals that there’s enough detail that it makes you question why it’s there. And a deeper examination unearths this whole world about furniture design and history that you’d never even imagined you’d learn about from a single Bleach art.

Read more about Charlotte Perriand and her designs: here, here, here 

#i spent way too long on this tangent this afternoon considering i have other Bleach rabbit holes i could be digging into #instead we get this post about chairs i guess #about ichigo's book though LOL still kind of a bland title for a teenager to be reading #i guess that's why he grows up to be a translator cause someone's gotta do these things #charlotte perriand #what do i even tag this #bleach art #bleach furniture #the world of stool #no brain just bleach

[lettalady]

Made up fic title: The Sandcastle of Sorrow

The year is 1896. Dr Laszlo Kreizler ventures to the shore because one old friend gets engaged, one turns his attention from the city's problem of crime and corruption to the plagues of a nation – leaving the third to do what can only logically follow after getting a taste of what can happen if curiosity and the proper investigative methods are put to use.

So, yes, he leaves the city behind, hoping those haunted corridors of his mind might be soothed by a change of residence and the sounds of the sea. To escape the ghosts that walk the hallways of his home, that taunt and hunt him at every turn, that torment him with a possibility lost….

#imagine dr laszlo kreizler #imagine laszlo kreizler #look I had to dig through a pile of notebooks to find these notes cause he's waiting in the pile of WIPs for his story to be told #daniel brühl #laszlo kreizler #dr laszlo kreizler #fic title challenge #made up fic title #but Letta there’s a hurricane that churns up the eastern seaboard that year #yes my darlings. I know 😈😘

[r3dblccd]

What I truly love about Welcome Home is the attention to detail.

#misc; ooc #//what's up with the horror genre and all the recent good works having home in their title?/jk #//but seriously I can see just how much love has been put into the project #//it's truly amazing discovering all the secrets hidden in the web pages and learning more about the world building #//and welcome home is proof that mascot horror can be done really well instead of simply being a cash grab due to the popularity it gained #//kudos to everyone working on the project really #//idk but i've really been drawn to the type of horror that all looks innocent on the surface but once you start digging it's all messed up #//like let's say the everything is fine webtoon #//i've heard good reviews on nina's magic chest too but I haven't gotten around to read it yet #//rose's ramble over

[navysealt4t]

will never stop thinking abt how on the closing night of wizard of oz, when my mom was backstage trying to find me and kept asking anyone if they knew where i was no one knew. bc she was asking for deadname and EVERYONE only knew me as blue. not a single person knew me as deadname and they never have. they didn’t even know my deadname. that shoulda been the fucking hint. that shoulda been what clued u in on the fact. just bc ur my mom doesn’t mean u get a pass to misgender me

#idc about the pronouns or titles or labels anymore #just please please please let deadname me die #i’ve already buried her. stop digging her up. ur bare hands in the dirt mean nothing to her. she’s gone