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make-death-proud-to-takeus · 7 months ago
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‘Chatterton‘, Henry Wallis, 1856
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tuuneoftheday · 3 months ago
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Chatterton - Lakewood
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mxdwn · 4 months ago
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Live Review + Photos: Olivia O., Sign Crushes Motorist and Chatterton at The Lodge Room
https://music.mxdwn.com/2024/08/07/reviews/live-review-photos-olivia-o-sign-crushes-motorist-chatterton-at-the-lodge-room/
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serhonney · 1 year ago
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This is based on the painting 'Chatterton' by Henry Wallis, exhibited in 1856.
The original subject, Thomas Chatterton, is actually a young tragic figure. The Tate Britain (where it is held) has the caption as:
In the 18th century, the impoverished young poet Thomas Chatterton was exposed as a fraud after he sold fake medieval poems. He struggled to earn a living writing tales and songs. Penniless, he took his own life by drinking arsenic at the age of 17. To many Victorian viewers, Chatterton represented the growing divide between the values of the individual artist and the materialism of wider Victorian society. When he first exhibited the painting, Henry Wallis accompanied it with a quotation from the poet Christopher Marlowe: ‘Cut is the branch that might have grown straight’.
I think that it is interesting how the new context of OFMD makes it a comedy piece.
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our flag means death art!
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Author: brainrottenaf
The Nap of Stede Bonnet, 1717
How come this is a one year old painting and I haven't seen it before?!
Absolute masterpiece!
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"God loves my empty vesicle..."
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thedraculapoemsanovel · 1 year ago
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Read an excerpt from the next novel by award-winning Canadian writer Nathaniel G. Moore
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gradexmovies · 5 months ago
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yesokayiknow · 11 months ago
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yknow i kinda thought it was a bit of an exaggeration but no the first doctor really does just stand in empty rooms and go hee hee hoo hoo
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marypickfords · 4 months ago
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Female (Michael Curtiz, 1933)
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burningvelvet · 11 months ago
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being a romantic era poet: a quick how-to guide
walk around in nature contemplating Things. start hiking, swimming, sailing, rowing, shooting, riding, etc. for inspiration
be obsessed with the french revolution and related enlightenment-era figures like rousseau, voltaire, mary wollstonecraft, and madame de staël. be more disappointed by napoleon bonaparte than you are by your own father. 
speaking of fathers, your parents and most of your other relatives are all either dying or dead or emotionally abusive. if you have any siblings (full, half, step, or adopted) who DIDN'T die tragically already, then you may choose to be close to them. you also may end up being much TOO close to them. various circumstances may also ban you from seeing them. 
be at least slightly touched by madness and/or some other severe illness(es) including but not limited to: consumption, horrors, syphilis, deformities, lameness, terrors, piles, boils, pox, allergies, coughing, sleep abnormalities, gonorrhea, etc. — for which you must take frequent bed rest and copious amounts of Laudanum (opium derivation)
consider foregoing meat and adopting a vegetable diet instead to purify the spirits. you may also abstain from alcohol for the same reasons. alternatively, you may attempt the veggie diet, end up rejecting it, and becoming a rampant alcoholic instead. in romanticism there is no healthy medium between abstinence and excess.
reject, or at least heavily criticize, christianity. refuse to get married in a church and consider becoming a fervent champion of atheism. alternatively, you may embrace catholicism, but only on an aesthetic basis. eastern religions and minority religions are also acceptable, only because they piss off the christians. 
if you’re not a self-hating member of the aristocracy and instead have to work for a living, do something that allows you to benefit society, be creative, and/or contemplate life. viable options include, but are not limited to: apothecarist, doctor, teacher, preacher, lawyer, farmer, printmaker, publisher, editor. there is also the possibility of earning a few coins from your art. if you were cursed to be born a She, no worries. we believe in equality. you may choose from these occupations: wife, nanny, housekeeper, spinster, amanuensis (copy writer for a man), lady’s companion, divorced wife, singer/actress/escort, widow, regular escort, tutor, or housewife. 
speaking of sexist institutions, try rejecting marriage entirely. Declare your eternal devotion to your lover by having sex with them on your mother’s grave instead.
if you do get married — elope, and only let it be for necessary financial reasons, or to try and save a teenage girl from her controlling family, or out of true love with someone you view as your intellectual equal, or because your life is so racked with scandals and debt that you can only clear your name by matrimony to a wealthy religious woman as your last resort before fleeing the country.
After marriage, quickly assert your belief in the powers of free love and bisexuality by taking extramarital lovers and suggesting your spouse follow suit. If they cannot keep up with your intellectual escapades then consider leaving them. Later on, propose a platonic friendship with them following the separation, or beg them for reconciliation.
If your marriage is happy, try moving in with another bohemian couple to shake things up. Alternatively, you may die before the wedding for dramatic effect.
If you beget children (whether in or out of marriage, makes no matter), do society a favor by choosing to raise them with your beliefs. Consider adopting orphan children, or even non-orphan children. If their parents are poor enough they probably won’t mind. Try kidnapp— I mean adopting — children off the side of the road if you can. 
DIE but do it creatively. ideally young. ideas: prophecy your own death, lead an army into war and then die right before your first battle and on your deathbed curse everyone and demand to see a witch, write a will leaving money to your mistresses or some random young man you have an unrequited romantic obsession with, carry a copy of your dead friend's poetry and read it right before you drown so that your washed up corpse can only be identified by his book in your pocket, die while staring at your lover's shriveled up heart that you keep wrapped up in a copy of his own poetry and then be buried with it, die of the poet's illness (consumption) while your artist friend draws you and then be buried with your lover's writing, get mysteriously poisoned (by yourself) after a series of scandals and accidents and then have your family announce that you were killed by god, die from romanticizing poverty or receiving bad reviews from literary critics, die from walking or horseback riding in the cold and the rain while poeticizing, etc.
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kaleb-is-definitely-sane · 3 months ago
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"You're 17, what are you going to do with your life?" I'm gonna write poetry in my room, try to get published, kill myself with arsenic, and be worshipped like some kind of Romantic Messiah a hundred years later when a bunch of high and alcoholic teenagers start a cult around me.
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emmieexplores2 · 4 months ago
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Ruth Chatterton
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hotvintagepoll · 8 months ago
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Constance Bennett (Topper, Merrily We Live)—the first of the Bennett sisters to make her mark on the film industry, the glamorous Constance was a popular star in the 30s. bringing a sprightly sophistication to light comedies like Topper as well as a capable hand to dramas. in 1932 she starred in What Price Hollywood?, the earliest iteration of the much-remade A Star Is Born. the New York-born Constance was known to be a tough negotiator who wasn't afraid to be assertive with the studio heads or the press. she was also a formidable poker player!
Ruth Chatterton (Sarah and Son, Madame X)—no propaganda submitted
This is round 1 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.
[additional propaganda submitted under the cut]
Constance:
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clove-pinks · 3 months ago
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The Hermaphrodite brig, or brig-schooner, is square-rigged at her foremast like a brig, but without a top forward, and carrying only a fore-and-aft mainsail and gaff topsail on the mainmast. And here it may not be out of place to mention another subtlety: while a barque has three masts, being square-rigged at her fore and main like a ship, and differing from a ship-rigged vessel in having no top at her mizzen, but carrying a fore-and-aft spanker and gaff topsail, yet what is known among sailormen as the "Jackass" barque resembles a barque proper, but has no crosstrees, does not spread lower courses and has no tops.
Illustration and text from Sailing Ships: the Story of their Development from Earliest Times to the Present Day, by Edward Keble Chatterton (1909).
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"...we can buy cigarettes and no one can stop us"
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laurapetrie · 2 years ago
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RUTH CHATTERTON plays Cupid, 1933
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