#Yakovleva

[postcard-from-the-past]

Varvara Alexeyevna Yakovleva, or Sister Barbara, nun in the convent of Grand Duchess Elizabeth Feodorovna

Russian vintage postcard

[thecollectibles]

Main Hero room (Distant Village) by Ekaterina Yakovleva

[adini-nikolaevna]

“Her hair was of extraordinary length and thickness: having combed and twisted it at the back of her head, it was necessary to make a kind of loop from it and pin it with a thick tortoiseshell comb, divide rest into four sections, braid each and wrap it around her head so that the comb with the twisted hair in the center, the braids, 1½ inches wide, formed a kind of crown in front; at the temples the hair was braided into pigtails an inch wide, which fell down her cheeks and framed the charming oval of her face; Under the ear the pigtails rose to the braid and complemented this already luxurious hairstyle.”

- A.M. Yakovleva, chambermaid of the future Empress Maria Alexandrovna, on Grand Duchess Alexandra Nikolaevna’s signature “à la Clotilde” hairstyle.

My translation from https://vk.com/wall-35562918_5958

[xaerainy]

"Forgive me for letting you down"

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https://www.tumblr.com/penaltybox-gossip/781031001397886976/habs-wags-and-their-kids-are-on-the-players-bench

Demidov’s gf posted a pic of the wags on her story @ yakovleva.katyaa

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Thank you @skyland2703 for linking me this; it IS giving mad Skull vibes.

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[dare-g]

A Man from the Boulevard des Capucines (1987)

[kalesklok]

Sasha Yakovleva, Cyberpunk Edgerunners.. But like the music video lol I LOVE that video

[ykzzr]

“Alapaevsk Martyrs” 18 July 1918

105 years ago, only one day after the brutal execution of the last Tsar and his family in Yekaterinburg, six more members of the extended Romanov family and two of their confidants met their tragic end in Alapayevsk.

In 1918, Lenin ordered the Cheka to arrest Elizabeth Feodorovna, the Empress’ sister. She was then exiled to different cities across Siberia, including Perm and Yekaterinburg, where she was joined by seven other people. On 20 May 1918, they were all transported to Alapayevsk, where they were imprisoned inside of a school.

In the early hours of 18 July, the prisoners were awakened and driven in carts on a road leading to a close by village where there was an abandoned iron mine with a pit 20 metres deep. Here they halted. The prisoners were aggressively beaten up by the Cheka before being thrown into this pit. Hand grenades were then hurled down the shaft.

According to the personal account of one of the executioners, Elizabeth and the others survived the initial fall into the mine, prompting one of the executioners to toss in a grenade after them. Following the explosion, he claimed to have heard Elizabeth and the others singing an orthodox hymn from the bottom of the shaft. Unnerved, he threw down a second grenade, but the singing continued. Finally a large quantity of brushwood was shoved into the opening and set alight, upon which he posted a guard over the site and departed. The Bolsheviks tried to hide their tracks and blamed the crimes on an “unidentified gang”.

Cataverna (morgue) in St. Catherine's Church. Alapaevsk. 1918 ( The bodies of the Alapaevsk martyrs)

On 8 October 1918, White Army soldiers discovered the remains of Elisabeth and her companions, still within the shaft where they had been murdered. Despite having lain there for almost three months, the bodies were in relatively good condition. Most were thought to have died slowly from injuries or starvation, rather than the subsequent fire. Elisabeth had died of wounds sustained in her fall into the mine, but before her death had still found strength to bandage the head of the dying Prince John with her wimple.

The victims were first buried in the cemetery of the Russian Orthodox Mission in Beijing. In 1921, the bodies of Elizabeth and Varvara were moved to Jerusalem.

Source: marianikolaevnas

[balletthebestphotographs]

Maria Yakovleva Мария Яковлева

Maria Yakovleva Мария Яковлева as “Swanilda”, “Coppelia”, choreo by Pierre Lacotte, music by Leo Delibes, libretto by Charles Nuitter and Arthur Saint-Léon based on the short story “Der Sandmann” by Ernst Hoffmann, Wiener Staatsballett Vienna State Ballet, Wierner Staatsoper, Vienna, Austria.

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[thedeadthree]

-`. OCS AS TYPES OF SUFFERING.

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-`. DESPAIR.

The tunnel never had a light. You wish for nothing because you know you'll receive nothing, and your hopes died out long ago. The only thing that keeps you going is the thrill of emptiness you feel when things don't turn out your way. It's bitter. It's proof. Proof that you don't feel this way for nothing.

-`. THE BLACKHOLE.

There's a hole where your heart used to be and nothing is filling that hollow void. You could drown in a world curated for you, and still nothing seems to fit. It eats you alive knowing you're unsure how to satiate the hunger of your soul. It's barely hunger, it's more like a blackhole.

-`. THE TAKER.

Your expectations are ones you can barely meet. You compare yourself to others, but with a hypocritical light. You'll never find what you're looking for if you're laying down half of what you receive. It stings to be given less than expectations you've set, but if they were more reasonable, do you think even then you'd be happy?

-`. YEARNING.

The pain in your chest bubbles knowing that what you want may never be yours. You're lost in a fantasy world, or consumed by what you wish you were or had as opposed to what you do. It's hard to appreciate what's around you when you're appreciating the hope of what could be instead.

-`. THE GIVER.

Your energy depletes as you hand it out to anyone passing by your basket. People walk by and take, but no one ever leaves. You're constantly running on low when people keep asking you to give. You'd give your soul away for free, and then what left do you have of yourself if you can't say no?

-`. LONELINESS.

Your heart feels full of the connection you feel you lack. No matter how many people are around you, strangers or not….someone is missing. You don't know who, what, or if you'll ever find them. You're unsure if there's a person out there who'll really satisfy your life, so really what's the point of continuing to look?

[adini-nikolaevna]

“On April 16, 1841, at 8 o’clock in the morning, five cannon shots announced to the capital that the grandest wedding was to take place. We were in white dresses and wore diamond clasps that we had just received from the Tsarevich as a gift. As the bride dressed in her wedding gown, state officials were present, as were ladies and maids of honor. Her white dress was richly embroidered with silver and decorated with diamonds. A red ribbon lay over her shoulder, and a crimson velvet robe, lined with white satin and trimmed with ermine, was attached at her shoulders. On her head was a diamond diadem, earrings, necklace, and bracelets - diamond. Accompanied by her ladies, the Grand Duchess went to the Empress's rooms, where she was given a diamond crown. The Empress could not resist the desire to decorate the bride's head with a flower to serve as an emblem of purity and innocence. The Empress ordered several branches of fresh orange flowers to be brought and she herself stuck them between the diamonds in the crown; pinned a small branch to her chest; the pale flower was not noticeable among the regalia and precious diamonds, but its symbolic meaning touched many. Invited foreign guests, envoys, and representatives of foreign courts in glittering court costumes, ladies in rich ceremonial court dresses had already taken their places in the church. The halls through which the procession was to pass were crowded with people…”

- A.I. Yakovleva, lady-in-waiting to the future Empress Maria Alexandrovna of Russia.

[artstationable]

Ekaterina Yakovleva

Senior Concept Artist

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Ekatarina supporting Ivan at the Montreal game tonight

[beyondthespheres]

Karte von Sonja Yakovleva für Hot Topic #5