#museum pieces

[zsorosebudphoto]

Convento do Carmo, Lisboa, Portugal, 1-06-23

[a-typewritten-blog]

From a Croatian museum: five imported typewriters.

Smith 'Premier #4', unknown Adler portable, AEG 'Mignon #4', Olivier 'Printype #10', uncertain Remington desk typewriter from the 1920s.

You deserve a better look at the Mignon, it's pretty unique:

I own an Oliver #9 and the differences with a #10 are minimal, so here's what that beast looks like:

[bobapril]

Please tell me someone has 3D printer files for a replica of this.

BEST THING IN THE EXHIBIT

[vizuart]

Francisco Goya - Boy Staring at an Apparition, (1824–25)

[krnaturalphoto]

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I have probably written about The Corning Museum of Glass before. Probably in a very similar manner. So this may be a repetitive post for some who have seen other posts. But, I feel like this is something I want to write about even if repeatedly because it is important to me to write about other forms of art and local places I can engage with art. And I love to talk about how I engage with art,…

[theloverstomb]

‘Fragile Microbiomes’ by bio-artist Anna Dumitriu

1. SYPHILIS DRESS- This dress is embroidered with images of the corkscrew-shaped bacterium which causes the sexually transmitted disease syphilis. These embroideries are impregnated with the sterilised DNA of the Nichols strain of the bacterium - Treponema pallidum subsp. pallidum - which Dumitriu extracted with her collaborators.

2. MICROBE MOUTH- The tooth at the centre of this necklace was grown in the lab using an extremophile bacterium which is part of the species called Serratia (Serratia N14) that can produce hydroxyapatite, the same substance that tooth enamel is made from.

The handmade porcelain teeth that make up this necklace have been coated with glazes derived from various bacterial species that live in our mouths and cause tooth decay and gum disease, including Porphyromonas gingivalis, which can introduce an iron-containing light brown stain to the glaze.

3. TEETH MARKS: THE MOST PROFOUND MYSTERY- In his 1845 essay “On Artificial Teeth”, W.H. Mortimer described false teeth as “the most profound mystery” because they were never discussed. Instead, people would hide the stigma of bad teeth and foul breath using fans.

This altered antique fan is made from animal bone and has been mended with gold wire, both materials historically used to construct false teeth (which would also sometimes incorporate human teeth). The silk of the fan and ribbon has been grown and patterned with two species of oral pathogens: Prevotella intermedia and Porphyromonas gingivalis. These bacteria cause gum disease and bad breath, and the latter has also recently been linked to Alzheimer’s disease.

4. PLAGUE DRESS- This 1665-style 'Plague Dress' is made from raw silk, hand-dyed with walnut husks in reference to the famous herbalist of the era Nicholas Culpeper, who recommended walnuts as a treatment for plague. It has been appliquéd with original 17th-century embroideries, impregnated with the DNA of Yersinia pestis bacteria (plague). The artist extracted this from killed bacteria in the laboratory of the National Collection of Type Cultures at the UK Health Security Agency.

The dress is stuffed and surrounded by lavender, which people carried during the Great Plague of London to cover the stench of infection and to prevent the disease, which was believed to be caused by 'bad air' or 'miasmas'. The silk of the dress references the Silk Road, a key vector for the spread of plague.

5. BACTERIAL BAPTISM- based on a vintage christening gown which has been altered by the artist to tell the story of research into how the microbiomes of babies develop, with a focus on the bacterium Clostridioides difficile, originally discovered by Hall and O’Toole in 1935 and presented in their paper “Intestinal flora in new-born infants”. It was named Bacillus difficilis because it was difficult to grow, and in the 1970s it was recognised as causing conditions from mild antibiotic-associated diarrhoea to life-threatening intestinal inflammation. The embroidery silk is dyed using stains used in the study of the gut microbiome and the gown is decorated with hand-crocheted linen lace grown in lab with (sterilised) C. difficile biofilms. The piece also considers how new-borns become colonised by bacteria during birth in what has been described as ‘bacterial baptism’.

6. ZENEXTON- Around 1570, Swiss physician and alchemist Theophrastus Paracelsus coined the term ‘Zenexton’, meaning an amulet worn around the neck to protect from the plague. Until then, amulets had a more general purpose of warding off (unspecified) disease, rather like the difference today between ‘broad spectrum’ antibiotics and antibiotics informed by genomics approaches which target a specific organism.

Over the next century, several ideas were put forward as to what this amulet might contain: a paste made of powdered toads, sapphires that would turn black when they leeched the pestilence from the body, or menstrual blood. Bizarre improvements were later made: “of course, the toad should be finely powdered”; “the menstrual blood from a virgin”; “collected on a full moon”.

This very modern Zenexton has been 3D printed and offers the wearer something that genuinely protects: the recently developed vaccine against Yersinia pestis, the bacterium that causes plague.

[attleboy]

get sent to the room of infinite mirrors IDIOT!!!!

[asfaltics]

putterings, 281

  Puff!   off he went into the sea, and there he was puttering around in the water. — although not in the real smart set — just puttering his own mountain, mind you — When I get all these rocks in place according to plans you’ll see what I mean.   It’ll be a hum-dinger      he began to think calmly and soberly. On second thoughts He began to reason. She certainly would not be wasting time puttering around that old no matter

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[puutterings]

puff ! no matter

  Puff!   off he went into the sea, and there he was puttering around in the water. ₁ — although not in the real smart set — just puttering ₂ his own mountain, mind you —   and told him not to come puttering around there any more. On second thoughts ₃ When I get all these rocks in place according to plans you’ll see what I mean.   It’ll be a hum-dinger ₄      he began to think calmly and soberly. He began to reason. She certainly would not be wasting time puttering around that old inn,   no matter ₅  

all George Barr McCutcheon

1       “Funny predicament I was just in,” he drawled. “I want to ask what a fellow should have done under the circumstances.”       “I’d have refused the girl, observed “Rip” Van Winkle, laconically.       “Girl had nothing to do with it, old chap,” went on Reggy, dropping into a chair. “Fel-[178]low fell overboard a little while ago,” he went on, calmly. There was a chorus of cries and Brewster was forgotten for a time. “One of the sailors, you know. He was doing something in the rigging near where I was standing. Puff! off he went into the sea, and there he was puttering around in the water.”       “Oh, the poor fellow,” cried Miss Valentine. — ex Brewster’s Millions (under pseudonym of Richard Greaves; 1903) : 178 : link description at its own wikipedia page : link 2       “That isn’t very much,” she said, with a perplexed frown. “I had an idea that if I wanted to live in style it would cost somewhere around seventy-five or a hundred thousand. I know a woman from Iowa who lives at the Ritz-Carlton and goes about some — although not in the real smart set — and she says it costs five or six thousand a month, just puttering. Maybe you’ve met her out in society. Her name is Bliggs.”       “Bliggs? Um! Name’s not familiar. Of course, you can spend a hundred thousand easily in New York if you get into the right set,” he said.       “That’s just the point,” said she. — ex Her Weight in Gold (1917) : 217 : link (same U Virginia copy, via hathitrust) : link 3       “’Tain’t necessary,” announced Anderson loftily. “I c’n attend to my own business, if you can’t. Nobody c’n sing the Star Spangled Banner in Dutch without havin’ a charge of intoxication filed ag’in him, lemme tell you that. Git out o’ my way, Alf.”       Mr. Crow’s pride had been touched. The shaft of criticism had gone home. He would arrest Mr. Abraham Lincoln Bonaparte, no matter what came of it. He did not like Mr. Bonaparte anyway. It [96] was Mr. Bonaparte who had ordered him off Crow’s Mountain — his own mountain, mind you — and told him not to come puttering around there any more.       On second thoughts, he accepted the nominal town sot’s offer to make affidavit against a real offender, but declined his company and assistance in effecting the arrest. — ex Anderson Crow, Detective, illustrated by John T. McCutcheon (1920) : 96 : link 4       “It’s our house, boss,—not yours,” explained Buck Chizler, whose spare time was largely expended in the development, — you might almost say, the financing, — of a flower-bed on the lawn. It was to be the finest flower-bed of them all, he swore. “This is government property and we, the people, are going to do what we please with it.”       “That’s all very fine, Buck, but don’t you think you ought to be spending your spare hours with your wife, instead of puttering around here?”       [336] “Do you know who the boss of this job is? My wife. I’m nothing but an ordinary day-laborer, a plain Mick, a sort of a Wop, obeying orders. Good gosh, you don’t think I’ve got brains enough to design this flower-bed, do you? No, sirree! It takes an artist to think up a design like this. When I get all these rocks in place according to plans you’ll see what I mean. It’ll be a hum-dinger, A. A. This here thing running off this way is the tail. Come over here and look at it from this side, — it’s upside down from where you’re standin’.” — ex West Wind Drift (1920) : 335 : link (NYPL copy) — summary and review among “Some Recent Fiction” in The Baptist 1:44 (November 27, 1920) : 1486 link —       The “Doraine,” a great steamship, sails from a South American port during the war and is never heard from again. This book purports to tell the story of the lost ship. She is rendered helpless by explosives hidden with her by German fiends, and drifts for many days until she finally brings up on an island that is uncharted and unvisited. Here her passengers and crew — 700 all told — land and proceed to build themselves homes and to set up a government. The hero of the story, who becomes the governor of the colony, is a young fellow who left port as a stowaway on the “Doraine.” Besides being almost impossibly efficient, he wins the love of the most attactive and wealthiest young woman among the passengers. In the entire improbability of the story lies much of its charm. No one can complain of a dull page, and the reader is constantly on the qui vive as to what is coming next. It has the fitality and sweep which we have come to expect in everything that Mr. McCutcheon writes. — there is also a dismissive (on formal and principled objections) review by “R.G.”, under the heading “The Latest Books” in The Argonaut 78: (December 11, 1920) : 378 link (UC copy, also at hathitrust) : link 5       Presently he began to think calmly and soberly. He began to reason. Eulora was a person of action,—quick action. Nothing could divert her from a purpose. If she had come to Moon Village to find him, she certainly would not be wasting time puttering around that old inn, no matter how full it might be of “museum pieces.” No, sir! That wasn’t her way. The first thing she would have done would be to ask Elizabeth if there was such a person as Romeo Egerton in the village, and of course Elizabeth would have answered yes. This would have put an end to all thoughts of the inn. His spirits picked up amazingly. She didn’t know he was in Moon Village. She was merely sight-seeing,—the same as anybody else was who had undertaken the trip to the deserted hamlet.       But his spirits didn’t stay up very long. They went down like a shot with the thought that Elizabeth might possibly mention his name. Even so, the would never think of looking for him in this garret. — ex Romeo in Moon Village (1924) : 292 : link review and summary by Henry H. Balos, in The Literary Digest International Book Review (November 1925) : 822-823 : link  

George Barr McCutcheon (1866-1928) wikipedia : link  

[biouxp]

Hi I drew them again (yes they are still figurines)

[fuckyeahchinesefashion]

cnetizens post souvenir they got at various chinese museums

these are all fridge stickers

[fishfingersandscarves]

pygmalion and galatea

[hyunpic]

HYUNJIN | CHK CHK BOOM

[vizuart]

Eugène Jansson - At Dusk (1902)

[blackkatdraws2]

This little NPC is lost. The Narrator [Black] has come to guide her back to where she needs to be. [Blank Scripts AU]

I imagine Black would be a lot more tolerant toward his NPCs since they're basically just the Dungeons spawns, and by extension, his own creations.

[If you're familiar with manhwas / manhuas that features the dungeon / system genre, you'd be able to understand this AU a lot easier. The majority of my inspiration for worldbuilding came from those specific genres.]

[NOTE: 'Dungeon' is just another term for the Parable. Technically, Black owns a Dungeon and the Parable is just a small part of it. The Dungeon itself is much, much larger.]

For context, the comic below references this post about the Dungeon's children/guard dogs.

[They're more like the immune system since all they do is make sure the (body) is safe.]

[The reason the Narrator [Black] considers them his children is that the Dungeon is feeding off his energy and in turn shares the 'nutrients' to the monsters it produces, which transforms them into an image that resembles his power.]

And the old man below is Joseph!

Joseph is NOT AN NPC! He is a person who exists outside of the Dungeon!

[There are two separate 'worlds' for this AU. Inside the Dungeon (where most of the game-like stuff is happening) and the world outside (pretty much their normal world.)]

[There is a secret third world, and that's our world. Our reality.]

These characters are not actually important or anything, I just made them to make the AU feel more lively. To make a world that exists, you know?

When the Narrator [Black] first established himself in their world, he found a growing problem with homelessness. Not understanding human norms or why this has become a problem in the first place, he offers (tricks) them into working for him as janitors for the Dungeon and they accept for the money.

Most of them left after they got paid, but Joseph was one of the people who stayed. He doesn't have anywhere else to go and has no ambitions in life. He just wishes to live a peaceful life with food and a roof over his head.

Joseph defaults to referring to the Narrator [Black] with feminine terms due to his appearance despite his voice. The Narrator [Black] is not the type to care for such terms anyway so he doesn't care how other people refer to him as long as there's respect.

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This post focuses more on the worldbuilding and background aspects of the AU! There are a lot more in store for the Blank Scripts AU, and I want to explore more on how the characters might interact with their surroundings and how this would work to make a world that makes sense.

It would be so cool if people made self-inserts or OCs for my AU actually. I'd love to see how you guys would work with my stuff. Play around with it like a barbie world for your little barbie dolls. Be canon compliant, be canon divergent, who cares, have fun.

[gunsatthaphan]

so anyway happy 2 yr anniversary to the most iconic moment in the som fandom, one that I still think about very frequently. ✨🫶🏻💅🏻