#Jaromir Funke

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Jaromír Funke

- Z cyklu cas trva

1932

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Jaromir Funke. Still life with glass bottle. 1924

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Composition, Photo by Jaromir Funke, 1927

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Jaromir Funke, “Composition” (White Ball and Glass Cube), 1923,

Gelatin silver print,

4 3/4 × 5 3/4 × 1 in | 12.1 × 14.6 × 2.5 cm

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Jaromir Funke

Journey to Stitar

1920's

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Jaromír Funke

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Jaromir Funke • Basilica of Saint George at Prague Castle, Interior, 1930

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fotografia do tcheco jaromir funke (1896-1945)

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Jaromir Funke • Basilica of Saint George at Prague Castle, Interior, 1930

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4.1) Jam Pinwheels

Eren had not caught a wink of sleep last night, that terrible misunderstanding having effected him just as much as his father. His chest was aching all night, the guilt swelling for his dad. All he could think about is how sad it was that he was alone with his troubles.. How Eren wanted to go out and offer hugs and brew him tea for comfort.. but Shiun has made it clear in his upbringing that he doesn’t want Eren around him in these drunken lows. He doesn’t wish to be seen in his shame.

Eren respects that.. but even still, it hurts to be of no help to his dad.

And so..! When his father proceeds to sleep past his alarms and opportunity to assist arises, Eren decides to take charge and open the Happy Fern on his own.

He knows how to work the register, after all, and can easily make any drinks to order. And though the sweets will be limited, they’ll still be plenty delicious.. He is thankful that his father sets aside the things that don’t sell for the next day..

Apron tied, eyes sunken in more than usual due to exhaustion, Eren stands proudly at the register as he awaits for any possible customers..

But an hour passes.. then another.. and with no even passerbyers, Eren struggles to stay confident and more importantly, awake..

And so the poor child has taken respite at one of the empty tables, having fallen asleep waiting on /something/ to happen..

and well, something certainly does for Eren wakes up to the register pinging open..

A sound that should /not/ be heard when unattended, it has Eeren hoping up and out of his seat, he looks around in fear for a moment but.. then sees who stands behind the counter and sighs in relief, placing a hand over his rapidly beating chest. “Oh, Uncle Sio, it’s just you.”

“Yo.” A raised hand, their fingers are adorned in a multitude of rings that are all varied in size and shapes.. a bracelet they wear slips down the thin of their wrist as well as their hand lifts. “Sorry if I startled ya.”

“Oh no, you’re fine but..” Eren gives a small yawn, settling back in his seat as he looks to them.. “why are you at the register?”

A shrug, they shut the mouth of it with a delicate slam and come to join Eren at the table. “Just wanted to see what was in it, honestly.” The closer they come, the more Eren can smell a certain.. funk. One that his dad has carried on good occasion.. he still can’t figure out what or why this smell means anything good but it never fails to have him smile just a little.

“You could of asked.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t want to.” Sio swings the chair around to where the backside faces Eren and sits, crossing their arms around the top and resting their head down on it. “You were sleeping and no offense, but you look like ya still need it.” Eren sighs.. sinking further in his own seat.. “I don’t need it as bad dad.”

This perks Siobahn up.. them looking to the kid in mild concern now. “Bad night for the big guy?”

“The worst in a while..” Eren admits, knowing that they won’t judge, especially when it comes to Shiun. He’s never understood it himself but the two of them are weirdly close. Shiun can’t even recall how they’d met but one day Sio just became Uncle and was known to sneak in the bakery just because they can.

Speaking of.. “Oh.. dad has those pinwheels set aside for you.. pineapple this time.”

“Aw, shit yeah.” A laugh, they smile to Eren with a hint of their tooth gap. “’ppreciate that, really. But I gotta ask now, what happened?” Because even Siobahn finds it odd that Eren has been left alone to the bakery.. Shiun must of really drunken past his limits to be absent this long and that’s a cause for concern.

“Oh, well.. you see, he had a date last night.. or well, what I guess he thought was a date? But this guy.. as nice as he was, he saw my dad’s affections as just a form of business.. I don’t.. get it.” a huff of frustration. Eren does not like to feel anger but he can’t help but to just a little in this case.. For he can’t understand Jaromir’s misunderstanding, nor his aggressive reaction to it..

What Eren doesn’t understand is the context of Jaromir’s face being touched, but no one outside of he and Noah know such so it’s a mystery even to Shiun.

“Yeah, that’s weird.” They agree, not sure what more to say but hoping it will suffice for him to continue.

And it is. “I mean.. Noah’lee was the one to set the whole thing up.. the guy that’s /known/ for hook ups and romance..”

Sio rolls their eyes. “Okay, whatever he wants to refer to himself as.”

A laugh, he’s always found their relationship to be odd with one another. Never getting along but not exactly fighting.. Eren doesn’t get it in the slightest, but it seems that most of the adults in his life make zero sense anyways. “But you know.. he said it was a date because that’s what he did with dad! I saw the text dad got so I bet Jaromir did as well!”

“Snooping on your dad's phone?”

A blush. “I.. I had to open his phone for something and that was left open..!” A truth but no denying in a forbidden read, Eren shakes his head. “But you understand.. right?”

“Uh.. sure.” No and it’s apparent in how they give a shrug.

“A date gone wrong, basically..” Eren mutters.. defeated but simply because he feels awful for his father’s rejection. Far too much of an empath..

“Eh, those happen and suck, but your dad will perk back up from it. It’s not worth losing sleep over.”

“But he drank so much last night..”

“Yeah, well.. He’ll wake up in shame and that will be enough to prevent a repeat.” Siobahn hopes their words are comforting in how they are stated so matter of fact, but they are confident in this for Shiun will do anything to appease his son, especially once he sees how he’s lost night’s rest over this.

There’s no need to go into that detail, however.

“Maybe.. yeah..” Eren knows they are right, details or no.. But even still.. “I just.. wish I could help him, somehow..?”

“Eh, you’ve done more than most would do, I wouldn’t stress.”

“But you’re the only customer who’s shown today..”

“Wow, now, this is a family visit, not a business one.” Sio looks to Eren in all seriousness.

“O-Oh well, yeah, it’s never for business is it?”

“Not any business you should be aware of.”

“Huh?”

a soft cackle to themselves. “Anyways, don’t fret about your dad so much. He’s an adult and has had heartbreak before. You being his kid is all he probably needs.”

“Probably..”

A shrug. “Well, he doesn’t need you passing out on the job all alone, that I know.”

A sigh for he feels just a bit of shame for having been caught in his nap, Eren simply gives a shrug of his own. “Yeah.. that’s true..”

“Maybe you should close it up? Not telling you how to live and do your life, kid, but don’t think you should be workin’ right now.”

“..Yeah.. you’re right, again..” a small smile is given to Sio.. “..thanks.. you always know what to say.”

“Uh yeah, I guess.” Sio smiles to him in turn, leaning forward in the chair until it just barely touches the table. “I’ve got ya kid.”

Eren comes to a sudden stand, smile going just a bite wider. “I’ll close up and get those pinwheels for you..!”

“Sure. We can share if ya want.” then a pause.. and question.. “They’re not uh special though, are they?”

“Hm? Well, they’re special /for/ you, if that’s what you mean!”

“Oh uh..” well, not quite the answer they need to feel safe.. “On second thought, let’s not.”

Eren laughs, not quite understanding. “Okay? That’s fine, I’ll still go for them.” a near bounce in his tired steps.. The presence of his uncle never fails to bring ease~ their laid-back atmosphere is contagious and he only hopes that they will stick around long enough for it to spread to Shiun as well.. whenever he may decide to wake up.

‘It will be alright dad, I’m sure of it..!’

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Jaromir Funke. Children in the sunlight. C. 1922

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Jaromir Funke, 1930

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Jaromir Funke | Still-life c.1923 Silver bromide print

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Jaromír Funke. Staircase of Old Prague, 1924

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