#Jane Reece

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Adagio, Photo by Jane Reece, c. 1928

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Frank Mannheimer | Jane Reece

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Jane Reece

The Mask

Posed by Josephine Schwarz, 1926

[abwwia]

Jane Reece (June 18, 1868 – June 10, 1961) was a highly acclaimed American pictorial photographer of the early 20th century.

She lived most of her life in Dayton, Ohio and was active in the local, national and international photography scenes. During her 40-year career she exhibited in more than 100 photography salons and shows around the world, receiving many awards, prizes and honors.

Reece is now recognized as one of Dayton's most prominent artists. Via Wikipedia

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Sorted caps from Forever.

Joann Reece - Lorraine Toussaint ~9,000

Lucas Wahl - Joel David Moore ~15,000

Jo Martinez - Alana De La Garza ~40,000

Henry Morgan - Ioan Gruffudd ~60,000+

Abraham Morgan - Judd Hirsch ~20,000

Abigail - Mackenzie Mauzy ~3,000

Maureen Delacroix - Jane Seymour ~1,000

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Threads

directed by Mick Jackson, 1984

[allkindsofadvocacy]

Tuesday's Children Adoption Spotlight: Sibling Pairs! Pt V

PD: RR’s logo states ‘Reece’s Rainbow’ across center, w/ signature 3 diagonal brush strokes in blue, pink, & green. Above & below in a circle are the words ‘Special needs adoption support’. Back in July 2018, I began a short series of posts called Tuesday’s Children Adoption Spotlight. Since then, I’ve updated the post featuring listings of sibling groups of 3, as well as the post listing groups…

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ೀ ﹒﹒  favorite   names   compilation    !

ur   fav   musings   girly   again   here   with   the   first   of   my   christmas   goodies   .   my   favorite   thing   to   do   is   these   name   compilations   so   i   decided   to   create   another   masterlist   of   my   absolute   favorite   ones   (   some   old   ,   mostly   new   )   anyways   all   i   ask   is   that   if   u   found   this   useful   ,   u   like   or   reblog   to   show   ur   support   .   i   hope   everyone   is   enjoying   the   holiday   season   ♡

- a : abella, ardella, ares, aire, arden, ayla, arie, alder, august, aymes, atlas, alina, alora, aryn.

- b : beau, babette, belle, blake, briar, bronte, banks, boston, bishop.

- c : cassiel, clara, celeste, camden, chandler, collins, clay, cartier, chanel, cosima.

- d : dove, dream, danica, delaney, drue, denver, dacey, delcy, darcy, dahlia.

- e : elodie, emory, emrys, elio, elowynne, emerson, evie, edie, estoria, esme, effy, evans.

- f : flora, faye, fallon, ford, forbes, finnick.

- g : gaia, geles, greer, gensen.

- h : hera, hudson, hampton, heath, harlowe.

- i : isla, inara, ilia.

- j : juniper, josefine, jane, jovie, joey.

- k : kiersten, kairo, kaia, kian, kouvr, keanu.

- l : lysander, lanie, lorena, lawson, lux, ludo, lourdes.

- m : marla, marigold, maren, maeve, marlowe, miller, monet.

- n : neah, north, nola, nell, noel, nariah, niamh, nami.

- o : ozzy, orion.

- p : presley, posy, pearl, porter, pacey, paxon.

- r : reed, ruelle, raya, romey, ryker, rhode, reign, rafe, rohan, raiden, remi, rion, rhiannon, reece, river, raine, rumer, reem, rhys.

- s : selah, soraya, sarifya, savion, sloane, sol, soren, scout, saint, striker, serafina, sabina, sutter.

- t : teal, twila, tristan, tobie, tripp, teague, tate.

- v : vienna, vega, vera, vincenzo.

- w : wren, winter, winona, winnie, wilder, weston.

- x : xaverie, xylah, xiomara, xander.

- y : yves, yara.

- z : zephyr.

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Thoughts and reasons why I put songs in my Splendorman playlist. Take a listen and read below if you want lol. There's a text description of my thoughts on each song if you can't read my horrendous hand writing.

Read below to see text version of image

Fine by Lemon Demon - Splendorman creator! Also a song about finding joy in darkness.

they're hiding in plain sight. can't you see? by Crossing Bridges - Vibe

feels nice, even if it is all a lie by Crossing Bridges - Vibe

The Lobotomy by Maebi - Headcanon vibe of what being under Splendors control feels like. Weird and strange.

PP1 by Frakkur - Vibe

Placid Waltz by Reece Moseley - Vibe

さむくてあったかい、ふゆ〜雪の世界〜 by Kikiyama - Vibe

Remaining Souls by Avith Ortega - Title reference towards Splendors proxy's

Grouped these songs together into one -> the water is quite beautiful by Crossing Bridges, Nostalgia by Reece Moseley, take your time, you'll be here a while, Fairy Tale Woods: Apple House by Urotsuki, wish you were here by Crossing Bridges - Title references. Hae a headcanon that Splendors "house" is a sort of like the house in House of Leaves but with a nostalgic twist. Grandma feel. Homey. Yet, not quite home.

Szorn by Wiktor Stribog - Vibe

empty meaningless patterns by Unworn - Splendors ability causes people to lose track of time

Livin' in the Sunlight, Lovin' in the Moon Light by Tiny Tim - Very Splendorman coded, lol

They're Coming to Take Me Away--Ha Ha! by Sloppy Jane - See this as a proxy of his going nuts - either because of Splendor or itself.

Drown me! by Junie & TheHutFriends - Goofy [|:)

Bag of Static by Akuma Kira - Hint of Splendors relation and similarity to Slender

tadpoles lullaby by galen tipton - comfortable and whimsical

song of the unhealing by death palace - Headcanon that he and BEN would have a sweet friendship. IDK

michael has been fired from his job, michael has been burned to death by No Love In The House Of Gold - Vibe

Refuge by Maebi - Vibe

feel by Squeak - Vibe

A4 - Childishly fresh eyes by The Caretaker - Everywhere at the End of Time is my fav project. Also, hint towards what Splendors ability does to peeps

Under the mask by Infinity Frequencies - Title reference and nostalgic vibe. Splendorman "masking" his more unsettling aspects of himself to appeal to humanity.

A Jester's Cry by Maebi - A somber vibe and has a vibe of desperately being wanted

One's Cyclical Soliloquy by Maebi - Vibe

Everything is going to be Okay by Zephaniah - Vibe

homesick by Squeak - Vibe

Crestfallen Nomad by Maebi - Splendor being a wanderer

Toybox by Maebi - Splendor appealing to children more

Dreaming by Akuma Kira - Vibe

The room with no door by Infinity Frequencies - Vibe

The Silhouette by Maebi - Vibe of what it feels like to be watched by him

[family portrait] by Crossing Bridges - Splendors complicated feelings about his kin and relationships ( mostly Slenderman )

Decay and Disarray by Maebi - Vibe

jump in, the atmosphere is fine by Crossing Bridges - Vibe

We often forget to live in the moment we have by Zephaniah - Vibe

welcome to the end by Crossing Bridges - Vibe

it's taking you somewhere by Crossing Bridges - Title reference

In the blink of an eye by Zephaniah - Life can change in a single instance. Being taken is one of them

permafrost by No Love In The House Of Gold - Vibe

B1 - All that follows is true by The Caretaker - Proxy's memories slowly slipping away. [|:)

doom has caught up to you and it's bound to strike at any moment and place by Crossing Bridges - Vibe

Alternate Realities by Infinity Frequencies - Vibe

A Mask of My Own Face by Lemon Demon - Creator of Splendorman - also references how Splendor 'wears' two masks in his life.

Beware the Friendly Stranger by Boards of Canada - What I think of when I think of Splendorman, honestly. Title, vibe, the effects - everything

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Well this is one of the most adorable interviews I’ve ever read:

Some of my personal highlights:

The love for Steve Pemberton

How wholesome and family-orientated he seems to be

The fact that he cites his wedding day as the best day of his life

His cosy vibes! Board games, books and bundling up ☺️

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📷 Francis Bacon dans son atelier de 7 Reece Mews à Londres en 1980 — photo : Jane Bown © Estate Jane Bown

« (…) comme des nénuphars à la surface de la mémoire… »

Francis Bacon parle là de son atelier, qui est un fatras indescriptible, où il conserve tout ! Des bouts de papier, de la peinture séchée, des vieilles photos, des pinceaux, etc. C’est son pense-bête !

Pour en savoir plus, lire l’excellent « Avec Bacon » de Franck Maubert 📚

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so I'm still finishing Reece and I'm running into

how do I words this

I find it hard to get through his cause he's basically the doctor (namely david's doctor) and a pinch of newt and I

I'm a p big doctor who fan, and my biggest controversial take is AroAce doctor is the best and I hate it when the doctor has love interests??

my fav companions are the ones he's 100000000000000000000000000% not romantically involved in and I think the recent return of Donna and the Doctor in the specials proves my point (Donna is best, second is Sarah Jane but her actress is dead so DONNA IS THE ULTIMATE BESTIE NOW)

so it's just weird having basically the doctor low key flirting with me????

I am Donna

You ain't matin with me buddy boy >BU

[guy60660]

Lorado Taft | Jane Reece

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Jane Reece

Jo and Hermene Schwartz

1926

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Jane Reece - The Soul in Bondage (1911)

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May I request an Evan peters imagine of him giving the reader a massage, up to you to keep it fluffy or make it smut!

Love ya xoxo thank you!❤️‍🔥

Hi lovely! Thank you so much for your request. I had so much fun writing it. I also want to thank you for being so patient with me while I write other imagines. I hope that this imagine makes you smile.

I tried to make it a balance of fluffy and sexy.

Enjoy!

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Being a hospice nurse was something that y/n had always wanted to do. She felt called to the occupation at a young age when her grandmother had fallen ill and had to be placed in that specific ward. During that time, y/n had seen so much that it made her heart ache for the family members she saw in the hallways as they cried, talked to people on the phone and when they would embrace one another after a loved one had finally passed. She had a heart to help people and she vowed that she would do all that she could to provide the most comfort to all those involved.

It was an occupation that most people would think you were insane for pursuing but that wasn’t the case when y/n met her boyfriend.

It was a warm and somewhat cloudless day and y/n sat on her picnic blanket reading a book she’d been meaning to read when something hit her in the head. She was taken back to say the least. She rubbed her head and looked down to see a blue half chewed Frisbee. She groaned before a small frizzy dog yipped at her as if to say, ‘Hey lady, that’s mine.’ She was a cute little thing, but y/n could see a big personality behind her cute brown eyes.

Soon enough, a man came sprinting her way and calling out apologies as he approached her.

The man was cute. He looked like he was taller than her. His brown locks bounced as he ran, and his skin seemed to glisten in the sun. She couldn’t see his eyes because of the sunglasses that sat perched on his nose. He seemed like a good person. Very genuine which is why she told him that all was good and insisted that he and his companion, Audrey Hepburn, join her for coffee. The dog’s name was odd to her but very much suited her.

That was two years ago and now she and Evan were happy in love; living together in chaotic bliss. She with her nursing hours and him with his acting hours, which leads us to now.

Y/n sat in the break room scrolling through her phone and nursing a cup of tea. She would have had coffee, but she didn’t much feel like it today. It went better with the cake she had made last week for Evan’s birthday. Of course he wasn’t home for it, but she made the cake anyway and had called Evan so that they could talk and celebrate that way. It was alright but it was nothing compared to being in his arms at the end of the day. Especially when work had been super busy since the new resident, Mr. Reece had been admitted.

His wife was beside herself with worry, but y/n was there for her through everything that had to happen. Margret was thankful and to pass the time, she and y/n swapped stories, becoming quite close. Unfortunately, today Mr. Reece had not been doing well and it looked like he may not be there for much longer.

Y/n sighed and turned her phone off before placing it on the table and taking a bite of her mediocre sandwich. Another thing she missed about Evan. He liked making lunches for her and he always made them fun but since he was currently away working, it was unimaginative lunches for her.

Just as she swallowed, her phone rang making her jump. She placed her hand over her heart and grunted in annoyance. So much for silence.

“You scared the shit out of me Evan.” She spoke as she answered. Evan chuckled.

“Didn’t mean to. Just wanted to check in and see how you were.” He replied. Y/n shook her head.

“You’re so lucky I love you.” Y/n said.

“I love you too.” He responded.

“To be honest, things aren’t so great. Jane is taking over for me so that I can sit for a bit, but it looks like Mr. Reece is definitely on his way out.” Y/n explained.

“I’m sorry to hear that. How’s his wife doing?” Evan asked as he sat and drank a well needed coffee.

“Hmmm, I don’t know. I mean she seems alright now, but I know she’s fearful of loosing him. I mean, the stories she’s told me Evan, they are so in love, and I know it’s going to break her. It hurts my heart just thinking about it.” Y/n told him.

“I can see where she’s coming from. If that was you in there and I had to watch you decline, I’d be a wreck.” Evan replied, making y/n smile. She had definitely found her ‘one’.

Y/n was about to reply when a bunch of alarms went off.

“Gotta go, love you.” Y/n said before quickly hanging up and running to assist with whatever was happening.

=

Hours later, y/n drove home with tears in her eyes. As predicted, Mr. Reece had finally passed away and nothing could’ve prepared her or Jane for the pain and anguish that left Margret’s lips as her knees buckled and she collapsed into y/n’s arms. It was the most heartbreaking thing y/n had witnessed since her own grandmother passed away all those years ago.

After it happened, there was so much paperwork to do and lots of things to get organized. It was overwhelming almost, and all y/n wanted to do was go home, curl up with Audrey and cry her eyes out.

She loved her job, but this was the hardest part of all.

Y/n had tried to get a hold of her boyfriend, but she figured that he was busy shooting his scenes, so she decided to leave it and talk to him later.

The woman pulled into the drive and sat there for a while so that she could let out what she had been holding in for so long.

=

Meanwhile, Evan was in the house putting the last touches on the pamper night he’d planned for y/n. During their call earlier in the day, he could hear how tired she sounded and because something happened with production, which sent him home for the foreseeable future, he decided that he’d keep it from y/n and surprise her with a pamper night.

He had prepared the bathroom for a bath when she got home, he had even lit candles in the bedroom so that it was calming and relaxing. One thing he didn’t account for was the crying he’d hear when she walked through the door.

=

Y/n had sat in the car for a few minutes and looked at the house she sat in front of. She debated about going for a drive but with how blurred her vision was, she knew that going inside was the safest thing for her.

She slowly made her way to the front door, sniffling and wiping at her eyes. She pulled out her keys and unlocked the front door and as she stepped into the entryway, more tears fell. She couldn’t help it. Margret’s face was etched into her brain. It was times like these that she wished Evan was home to cry into.

As if the universe heard her silent pleas, Evan came hurrying toward her. He enveloped her in his strong arms and let her cry.

“It’s ok baby.” He muttered, kissing the top of her head as y/n hugged him as tight as she could.

The couple stayed like that for a few more minutes before y/n pulled herself together enough to look at Evan.

“I love you so much Evan.” She asked quietly. He smiled down at her softly and leaned in, connecting their lips together in a gentle and tender kiss. It was one that y/n so desperately needed.

“I love you so much too, y/n.” Evan spoke once the kiss had been broken.

Y/n closed her eyes and laid her head on Evan’s chest as she breathed him in. He was her strength, her comfort, her rock, her home.

“I’m glad you’re home. I missed you.” Y/n mumbled against him. Evan ran his fingers through her now loose hair and kissed the top of her head again.

“I missed you too, baby.” He replied, rubbing y/n’s back, making her look up at him lovingly.

She stood on her tip toes to kiss him once more.

“I have something I want to show you.” Evan said as they pulled apart. Y/n furrowed her brows but followed him anyway.

=

When they reached their bedroom, y/n’s jaw dropped. The room was lit with candles, giving it a romantic and calming effect. It made her feel instantly relaxed. On her bedside table sat a bouquet of her favorite flowers in a vase that Evan had gifted to her on their last anniversary. In the middle of their bed sat a small picnic of treats like chocolate covered strawberries and other little goodies.

“Ev, this is amazing, but why?” Y/n questioned as she walked around their room, examining all the effort he’d put into making this special.

“I could hear how tired you were when we talked earlier, and I thought that an at  home pamper night was needed.” He told her.

“You have no idea just how much I need this.” She replied, smiling at the man.

“There’s more.” He said, making her look at him in question. He gestured to their bathroom door.

Y/n walked to where he pointed and pushed the door open to see another amazing set up. The bathroom had been decorated with twinkling lights, her and Evan’s playlist drifted through the small room delicately and the bath was ready to be filled up.

“I would have filled it, but I wanted to do that when I knew that you were home.” He said as more tears sprung to y/n’s eyes.

“What the hell did I do to deserve a man like you.” She simply responded, making him smile shyly.

“You like?” He asked. Y/n shook her head.

“I don’t like it. Ev, I love it.” She answered, walking back over to him.

She hugged him and hummed in contentment.

“Wanna have a bath?” Evan asked. Y/n nodded against him and pulled away and stared at him expectantly.

“What?” He asked.

“Undress me.” She instructed playfully. Evan chuckled and complied.

He carefully removed her scrubs, leaving her in her black lacy underwear. Evan blushed and swallowed thickly. He loved that set and how it accentuated her body perfectly.

“Your turn.” Y/n replied as her hands leisurely trailed down to the hem of his shirt. Evan lifted his arms as y/n carefully lifted the material up his body and over his head; his curls flopping back into his face once the shirt had been removed.

Evan watched her with hunger and anticipation as she locked eyes with him and undid the button on his jeans and moved to slowly pulling the zipper down to reveal that Evan wasn’t wearing any boxers. Y/n quirked her brow and smirked at him.

“Please tell me that you weren’t on the plane like this.” Y/n said seductively. Evan smirked at her but shook his head.

“No, I showered when I got home and decided not to put them on when I got dressed.” He explained.

“Good. I would hate to have anyone else ogling what’s mine.” She whispered as her lips now lingered above his own.

Both closed their eyes and stayed like that for a minute or two, the sexual tension thick.

=

Clothes removed and bath full, y/n sat in between Evan’s legs, leaning into him as he held her in his arms.

“Have I thanked you for doing this for me?” Y/n asked.

“A few times but I will never tire of it.” He replied, making her smile.

“So, you want to tell me what had you so sad?” He questioned as he began massaging y/n’s tense shoulders.

“Mr. Reece finally passed, and Margret’s reaction was the worst thing I’ve seen since grandma died.” Y/n explained as she felt the swell of emotions again; a few tears rolling down her cheeks. Evan turned her head so that he could wipe them away and kiss her gently. Y/n broke the kiss and smiled as she ran her fingers against Evan’s stubbled cheek.

“It’s made me see just how short life really is and how important it is to live for now.” Y/n concluded. Evan nodded in agreement.

“It makes me grateful for you. For all that you do.” He replied. Y/n pulled his arms around her so that he was hugging her.

“Makes me grateful for you too Ev.” Y/n replied.

“I know it can’t be easy but I’m so proud of you. You are such a kind soul.” Evan said, making y/n blush.

“If you’re trying to seduce me, Mr. Peters, it’s kind of working.” Y/n teased. Evan rolled his eyes playfully and captured y/n’s lips in a searing kiss.

=

The next morning, y/n woke up feeling the effects of the night’s activities. It was a feeling that she loved. It made her feel appreciated and cared for.

She stretched and turned over to face the man next to her, who was sprawled out on his stomach. She could see the red marks on his back and smirked to herself as she admired her handy work. She could also see hints of the love bites she littered his skin with. He was hers and she was proud of that.

“Stop staring at me.” Evan mumbled into his pillow.

“I wasn’t staring.” Y/n defended as Even turned his head to look at her.

Y/n smiled and ran her index finger down the bridge of his nose.

“Hello brown eyes.” She greeted, kissing his lips softly.

“Really?” He questioned when she pulled away.

“It could be worse. I could call you something else.” Y/n replied with a shrug. Evan raised his brow and turned on to his side to look at her better.

“Like what?” He asked with curiosity.

“Well, I could call you bed head, sugar lips, Soft lips or if I really wanted to make you blush, I could call you big di-“ Y/n said before Evan placed his hand over her mouth to stop her.

“Ok, ok, ok, I get it.” He told her.

“In all seriousness though, I wasn’t staring at you, I was admiring my handy work.” Y/n said with a wink.

“Well, in that case.” Evan said as he sat up and pulled the blanket from y/n’s body.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Y/n whined. She was comfortable until the crispness of the morning air pricked her skin.

“Admiring my handy work.” Evan mocked, kissing y/n’s growing belly.

The baby, like his mother, didn’t seem to appreciate the attention and gave Evan a good boot in the face. Both parents bursting into laughter.

“My sentiments exactly.” Y/n said through her laughter.

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