#painter virgil

[fantastyfanfictionist]

The Secret Canvas: A Tale of Art and Adventure

If you enjoy this story please reblog. As always feedback is encouraged and welcome. Summary: Upon inheriting a mansion Virgil's exploration leads to unexpected adventures.

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“Hi Virgil!” The executor, Sarah, met up with him as the taxi drove away. “Thank you for meeting me, especially on such short notice and all the way out here.”

Virgil slung his backpack over his shoulder and sighed.

She continued. “It’s just that it was extremely hard to find-”

Virgil tuned out what she was saying and looked at the house in front of him. It was a mansion, literally. Two, maybe three stories tall, a wrap-around porch, a turret on one side and so many windows.

‘Who lives here?’ Virgil wondered following Sarah up the stairs.

“I’ll show you to the office and we’ll go over some things.” She unlocked the door and Virgil entered behind her.

“Wow,” He couldn’t help but mumbled. The inside was old? Antique? He wasn’t sure, but it was stunning. Some of the furniture had white covers and there was dust everywhere.

He was in a lobby area with what he guessed were chairs and side tables. Stairs wrapped around and there was a balcony looking down with doors going past what he could see.

“In here please?” Sarah opened a door to his left.

Virgil put down his backpack and followed her.

This room was clean compared to the rest of the house. A desk and some chairs. A bookshelf lined the back wall.

Sarah sat on a chair and pulled out some papers. “First order of business.” She handed Virgil a copy.

“This is a sealed will and I was named the Executor of it. Legally, I don’t have to give you a copy or explain this to you, but it states that the inheritance must go to next of kin and you seem young, I’ll do you the favor.”

“Okay,” Virgil looked confused. “If this is a will, do I have to sign anything?”

“No,” Sarah smiled. “That’s only in movies. You sign if you disagree and take it back to court. Because you are the sole beneficiary, you did get notice to get a copy of the will if you like. I don’t think you knew about that though.”

Virgil shook his head, looking at the papers in his hand. Sarah continued.

“Because you’re the only one with assets to get, the probate stage was a lot faster than normal, and I waited to meet with you in person until it was over.”

“So I could’ve found this out at any point, since when?”

“For about a 6 months now. Like I said, legally I don’t have to give you a copy, just have to let you know how to get one. And I don’t have to meet you in person. But I feel in your best interest, it would be better for me to do so.”

“Thanks?” Virgil looked at the papers. “Not to be insensitive but who is Walter Brooks?”

“I believe he was your great-great grandfather’s uncle.”

“Never heard of him.”

“He was a painter. Like you.” She beamed.

“You know-”

“Have you heard of Eliot Canvas?” She seemingly changed the subject.

“Practically all painters know him. No one knows who his real identity is.”

“Yeah, turns out it’s Walter Brooks. The paintings that are not finished around the house confirm that.”

Virgil sat back in his chair. Disbelief written on his face, Sarah laughed.

“You are getting his house as well as everything in it.”

“Why am I getting all his things? There was no one else? No grand kids? No brothers with family?”

“You are next of kin. You’re the only person alive with relation to him.”

“If it was that long ago why now?”

“His will stated to read through when his brother’s and sister’s passed on. The last one did sometime last year. This is your house now, I think you’ll like it. It’s surrounded by trees and a big yard and no one really comes on this side of town anyway. Likely you won’t be disturbed by a bunch of neighbors.” She handed him a key and a notepad with some numbers on it. “There’s a safe in one of the rooms. I have to get going, but it was nice meeting you and I wish you good luck.” They stood and Sarah reached and shook Virgil’s hand.

Not long after Virgil was left in silence. “Time to explore I guess.” He muttered to himself, picking up his backpack he walked up the stairs.

The upstairs was a little less decorated than the downstairs, but the view looking down was beautiful nonetheless. A chandelier Virgil didn’t notice before hung on the ceiling a little ways away from the doorway and light from one of the windows shone on it, beaming little rainbows across the room. There was a hallway with doors lined up and down both sides.

“Start from one side I guess.” Virgil walked to one end of the hall. “Empty room.” He moved on to the next. “Empty... Empty... Empty... Empty… Empty… Do any of these at least have a bed?” The next few doors were also empty and Virgil was on the last one from the hallway. “Emp-” Virgil paused when he saw it wasn’t empty like he expected. “Stairs?” A circular railing led up somewhere and Virgil walked into the room.

“Must be the attic.” He climbed the stairs. “Wow,” He breathed out. It was brighter than he expected, caused by the many windows lining the wall, letting in natural light. The sunset created a glow across the room, filled with mostly blank canvas’s and a few half-finished ones.

Pulling out his own smaller canvas and paintbrush Virgil walked up to the window, in awe at the view.

Forest was in front of him and to his right a field half full of flowers and half of what he assumed were weeds. Faintly in the distance to his left he saw some roofs of buildings, most likely the rest of town. Sarah was right, this house is secluded. ‘Just the way I like it.”

Paintbrush still in hand he turned to look at the rest of the canvas’s in the room. “That’s odd?” He noticed a finished painting behind some half finished ones.

The odd thing wasn’t that it was finished, but that it had no dust on it. “For an old painting it sure looks clean.”

He walked over towards it. From what he could see, it was the view he just saw out the window, and it did have some small differences. Instead of buildings in the distance it was more trees and the field was all flowers. Virgil moved the paintings in front of it and picked up the finished canvas.

In an instant, light blinded him and he had to close his eyes. Virgil slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a strangely familiar field. “The painting!”

Part 1/?

[cinnamorollgirl7774]

Just the way bouguereau depicts death

[4eternal-life]

William Adolphe Bouguereau (French, 1825-1905)

William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1825-1905), Dante and Virgile, 1850, oil on canvas, 225 x 281 cm. Musée d'Orsay. - This painting was inspired by a short scene from the Inferno, set in the eighth circle of Hell (the circle for falsifiers and counterfeiters), where Dante, accompanied by Virgil, watches a fight between two damned souls: Capocchio, a heretic and alchemist is attacked and bitten on the neck by Gianni Schicchi who had usurped the identity of a dead man in order to fraudulently claim his inheritance.

[katerinaaqu]

A question about visual arts this time

Do you have any favorite classics artwork(s) that is Iliad related? Like ancient potteries of Homeric heroes, mural arts, paintings during the medieval Europe, etc?

Oh my that is a very good question! There are so many pottery painting and murals of later years that portray so greatly the epic cycle that is so hard to choose!!! But I believe one of the old masters is definitely Exekias! As you remember from my small analysis on the preparation of Ajax suicide. He creates some amazing pasterpieces with the Iliad protagonists and he is very detailed in his style. See for example the famous depiction of Ajax and Achilles playing a board game:

His lines are very bold and his work is very detailed and not only that he includes even thematics that are lesser known such as the preparation of the suicide instead of the act itself or this board game that ellegedly happened in the middle of a battle. Of course we also have the so-called "Siren Painter" with the amazing depiction of Odysseus resisting the sirens songs from the Odyssey

But to focus more on Iliad as you requested (or the general aspects of the war) One of my favorites is definitely this Kylix that was drawn by a painter named Douris. here's an image of Odysseus approaching mourning Achilles (his arms are hanging from a wall which is a very interesting detail)

This Kylix involves the sharing of the arms of Achilles and the medalion in the middle depicts Odysseus handing over to Neoptolemous the arms of his father while holding a boetian-style shield instead of the well known shield of the homeric poems (and it is interesting given how most Neoptolemous depictions involve him killing Priam -he seems so innocent here doesn't he?!-):

A roman wallpainting from Pompeii is definitely one of my favorite Patroclus representations along with of course the infamous scene with him being taken care of by Achilles in a Kyllix

The fight over the body of patroclus in the black-figure style is also amazingly expressive:

The Berlin Painter has definitely one of the most expressive depictions of the battle between Achilles and Hector:

This depiction is around the neck of a crater, the figures are named and I loved how Hector is bleeding profoundly while untouched Achilles is going for the kil with his spear. Euphronius painter also has a very brutal scene of Achilles slaying Troilus:

An Amphora mostly black but for one red figure seems to be depicting Antilochus and is a really rare one from one I can tell!

I love how his long, wavy hair is arranged under the helmet and his obviously youthful appearance (he is a great source of inspiration for my Achilles and Antilochus story). I also love the Triptolemous Painter for making this depiction of the council of Achilles:

Not only do I love the cheeky pose Odysseus has; trying to transfer his ature through painting! Not only do we again see the arms of Achilles to the walls but also we have old Phoenix to the background with his hair tonred up with white color (thankfully rescued by passage of time) with his long hair thugged with the hair band and all!

Kleophades Painter has one of the most brutal scenes of the murder of Priam I have ever seen!

This seems to follow the line of the myth that Virgil speaks of in Aenead; Neoptolemus kills Astyanax before his grandrather before killing him too. In here he seems to have laid the dead baby to his knees and almost seems like either repeatedly stabbing him or beating him to death while Priam tries to shield his head. The baby also seems to have been repeatedly stabbed as well! And blood splattered everywhere!

For Diomedes this is definitely one of my favorites; the stealing of the horses with Odysseus

One can see his youthful appearance compared to Odysseus as they drive the horses away or the exchange of the weapons with Glaukus

I love his youthful appearnce and the thin features and yet the stout body to show his warrior status and the way he receives the shield with care in this, shows much on his personality really.

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Oh there are so many different depictions by ancient art alone! I would be more than happy to elaborate further with specific images on specific heroes if you want on future reblogs because honestly the category is huge! Even scenes like geometric time paintings seem to be quoting Homer and either the funeral of Patroclus or Hector:

Thank you for the intriguing question! Made me remember many of these masterpieces!

[lesb0]

one of the most interesting art history mysteries is the changing face of isabella d'este; a marquise of mantua, highly educated brilliant intellectual classical humanist, dance choreographer, musician, song composer, knew virgil by heart, super important patron of the high renaissance. all the money and power a renaissance woman could have. these are her commissions:

Literally all portraits. for all her skills and genius and court status, her highest priority was her looks. never seen or described in poems without a full face of thick lead skin bleaching foundation and sometimes with bleached blonde hair. She was constantly obsessed with being too thin, too fat, not fat enough, too thin again. known to stare at a mirror for hours.

when leonardo sketched her at age 26, they mutually rejected each other. he wouldn't condescend to her intelligence and status by painting an imaginary 13 year olds heavily made up face on her body. she wouldn't allow a painter not to "idealize" her beyond recognition.

So a huge problem for art historians now is that nobody can agree on which portraits are supposedly her, because none of the sitters appear to have the same face, hair color, or even age. None of the portraits look like her, because none of the portraits are of a real woman.

When she was 62 years old and heavily scarred from the lead makeup, she sat for this Titian:

[skeefee-sky]

i was going to work on my stories this weekend, but i um... i got distracted... >w>

i made my own version of the boys in sims4 anddddd, i'm not disappointed c: i downloaded a heap of new mods and cc since i last played, so i could make things work for them, and oml it's fun xD scott's a pilot, virgil's a freelance painter, john's an astronomer, gordon's an aquarist, and alan's obvs still a high school student, but i'll prolly make him an astronaut

i started them off with a low amount of money because, that's the way i play xD but um... virgil set the oven on fire two days into me playing and, because they don't have enough money to replace it, they can't make food now haha- they live off bowls of garden salad, and delivery pizza. virgil, this is your fault xD

also yes, they do collectively parent Alan... for the moment xD

[wiltking]

sorry if you have already been asked this but what are your greatest artistic inspirations? Like other artists online or famous pieces or entire movements etc

for starters - all the art i reblog here. frankly too many artists on here that inspire me to list, and i'm always finding more, but a quick scroll through this blog can give you a sense of the types of art i like to look at and draw inspiration from.

famous artists and movements - caravaggio and other baroque painters inspired by him. big fan of his hard lighting and dark backgrounds, but i like the look of aged oil paintings in general and like to emulate that feeling from time to time. specific paintings that i go back to more than any other are Dante And Virgil In Hell by William-Adolphe Bouguereau, Saint Sebastian Tended by Saint Irene by Nicolas Régnier, and Courage, Anxiety and Despair: Watching the Battle by James Sant. also, marble sculpture. no one in particular, just that digital painting feels a lot like sculpting to me. the throw of shadows, the sense of volume and warmth and flesh radiating from cold stone.... yeah.

video games - fear & hunger, pathologic classic, and fromsoft games. been taking a dip into horror adjacent art recently and these games have been a huge influence into taking that step, though fromsoft games have been a huge source of inspiration for over a decade. the mood of these games, the colors, the character designs and themes, have all had an undeniably heavy influence.

there are other sources i could probably get into but these are my biggest inspirations right now with the most obvious impact!

[eddy25960]

Maurice Grosser (1903 – 1986) was an American painter and writer and longtime companion of Virgil Thomson. Grosser was born on October 23, 1903, in Huntsville, Alabama.

[moxie-starre]

Ok I’m not posting the next design today cuz ya boi is tired so how about I lore dump instead? Cool? Cool.

(Btw this AU was brought on by a long hyperfixation on the GUILTY TEARS AU by NotExactlyLaborious so go watch that and I’ll be trying make it as different from that as possible I promise 😅)

VIRGIL/ANXIETY:

Design Inspired by: honestly idk I just thought the mask was cool

Videos would be inspired by: LaceyGames or maybe The Painter (except not done completely awfully/imo)

Virgil is 100% convinced Thomas is a horrible person, but is now untrusting towards anyone’s ideas on how to improve him. He desperately tries to warn Thomas of what he’s ‘becoming,’ but isn’t sure how to make him listen except fear. Logan isn’t around to help Virgil anymore so he’s on his own.

PATTON/VIRTUE

Design: Old rubber hose/ horror mascots like The Cartoon Cat with some Spinel inspiration , as well as general Priest-wear

Videos: imagine old black and white PSAs or those fucked-up church/cult cartoons. Obviously, spooks ensue

Patton is also convinced that Thomas is a bad person, which make him go full catholic. He tries to convince Thomas using the imagery of heaven and hell, which only fuels his anxiety (virgil is always suffering:)). All the while, Patton is trying to act as Thomas’s Temporary Logic, which means he had even MORE control, which means Virgil is a gust of wind away from a nervous breakdown.

ROMAN/pride

Design: alternates/doplgangers (Mandela catalogue)

Videos: I’m not 100% sure rn but I’ll think of something soon

Reminder: Thomas(in universe) is a content creator, so a lot of his LIVELIHOOD depends on his creativity and his ability to make. Roman, however, has deemed himself unworthy of having the title “creativity” after Thomas learns about Remus. He thinks Thomas is going to replace him, that he has no further role as creativity. Janus has convinced him that he’s the reason Thomas is a bad person, and so he’s distracted himself with trying to prove his worth as a good person, while also trying to reclaim the role of Creativity, even though Thomas never said he wasn’t (cuz even in horror, he’s still extra). All of the stress causes his body to break, becoming abstract art.

Playlist for this AU:

Virgil-

AMYGDALAS RAGDOLL-Ghost

YGIO-MiaRissy

IRREVERENT GIRL-WeevilDoing

Patton-

HAPPY DAYS-Ghost

LOVE-Creepp

MISS MISERYGUTS-the Rip

Roman-

CALIBER GIRL-Weevidoing

KARAKURI PIERO-40mp

GOMENNE-Kikuo

Also I’m calling this AU INNOCENCE LOST if anyone was wondering lol

[the-witchs-cafe]

Directory | BYF | Witch Essays

Hello, hello! And welcome to the Witch's Cafe! Have you gotten weary? The crushing loneliness of your own self-torment became way too much? Fret not- this establishment is here for all witches; those who have fallen from the greatest of heights, to those who have been left with nothing at all.

Here in this little coffee bar settling between the cosmos, our customers have traveled far and wide just to socialize and find solace within their shared agonies- some managing to cross through universes; so be on the lookout for those whose faces you might have the luck to recognize!

We also herald our existence with this flag- oh, don't you worry! This flag is free for anyone to use, even if all our operations were to cease!

With all that being said, I'm certain you would like to know the way through these halls;

#Witching Hours: The customer list! Go right ahead and greet yourself to these fine folks! Maybe you'll find more similarities between yourselves than you would intially assume. (Gen. tag for crossover witches made by other people)

#Registered Witches: What cafe would this be if we didn't have any regulars? Recognized their choices of beverages just like the back of my hands! If you wish for a story, they're your go-to's! (Witch essays written by either mod H.N Elly or mod Charlotte)

#Witch cards: Every now and then, familiar faces start popping up more than usual; not as much as our regulars, but it is fun to observe their activities, even if from a distance. (same as the above, but in the form of much smaller witch cards)

#Would Witch Out: Passerby's and their rumors...honestly, you couldn't blame a gal for eavesdropping every now and then, no? Not even while getting the latest scoop on who was the poor soul whose destiny caught up with them? (due to the shutdown of YFWWO and in order to give its mod a break, I've opened up operations here. Submissions are now OPEN!)

#Would Survive PMMM: Of course, some folks do happen to be naturally lucky; finding a way and reason to keep going forwards even in the darkest of nights...it's admirable, maybe a little enviable, don't ya think? (The complete opposite of the above; if you know a character who would cakewalk through this universe's trials and tribulations, let us know with the full details regarding why!)

#There Is a Pipe Bomb in your Mailbox: Those lil' misfits out there and what tricks they got on their sleeves- ah, what fun would it be if I didn't allow any tomfoolery every now and then? (The joke submissions tag)

#There is no Secret Menu!: (The shitpost tag; hey, the great Italian poet, Dante Alighieri, had called his little self-insert fanfic in which he and Virgil went through all sects of the afterlife "The Divine Comedy" for a reason, right? We all need a reason to crack up since we're gonna be in our self-inflicted torment and punishments for some time.)

#You're now listening to . . .: Solace can be nice every once in a while, but a nice tune to distract yourself from the pain and get in the mood to continue working on your eternal goals is just as comforting! (general audio tag)

I do also have to warn ya'll that we also have to abide by the blacklist; yeah, we do try to cater to all that enter these doors, but an eldritch horror needs to have some standards, ya know?

Hetalia

Country Humans/Country Balls

Any of the media created by Okegom/DeepSeaPrisoner

Minecraft SMPs, especially Dream SMP

Building upon the above, we do not take requests for real world figures, unless if they were obvious jokes. This includes, and is not limited to, youtubers, musicians, pop idols, and individual game developers.

Percy Jackson

Harry Potter

Palworld

Genshin Impact (x)

UrbanSpook // The Painter

Good Omens, and other works by Neil Gaiman (x)

Omori (x)

[evelyn-onfire]

guys

guys i need to share my Twin Peaks x Edge of Midnight au. I dont know if anyone in the avantris fandom watches twin peaks so this is probably for a very niche community but I have to share bc im so normal rn

- Marius: just your normal guy in Twin Peaks, except sometimes appears in Cooper’s dreams to tell him clues. Dream Marius knows a lot more than real Marius, but he definitely has unnatural instincts when it comes to the town

- Lethica: a watercolor painter, friends with Josie, is very caring and does her best to help with the investigation. She’s pretty mysterious and sometimes only gives info when she’s asked

- Farryn: lives in a cabin in the woods, friends with the Log Lady, always gives Cooper a homemade charm to protect him. Knows whats going on with the owls and doesn’t like it

- Yorgrim: the guy no one wants to mess with, despite being chill. Can commune with spirits and knows about the Black Lodge but doesn’t wanna talk about it because who the hell does

- Jericho: the town’s performer! Gets along very well with Cooper and despite being a bit paranoid is cheerful in friendly. Except also he’s very possessed but Virgil who knows about Bob and Mike (and maybe who killed Laura) but taunts Cooper endlessly with keeping that info out of reach

- Briggsy: a fisherman who’s friends with Pete and lowkey thinks he’s a pirate. He knows there’s nasty stuff going on in the town but really its non of his business

- William Van Brunt: the town sexyman, has dirt on literally everyone and has ties with Leo and Hank. Despite being an asshole and a flirt and generally unhelpful with the investigation, he’s mostly uninvolved with Laura’s murder other than knowing stuff about Leo and possibly Ben Horne

[loves-looking-glass-not-active]

A Very Important Announcement.

Dear all followers of this blog, I am leaving this blog.

I have to be honest with you all, and I must tell you that this ed is ruining my health. I have had ana for almost two and a half years and my health has been on the steady decline since, both mentally and physically.

Recently, my sister had a depressive relapse and was sent to a mental ward. This made me think about my own life, as she tried to take hers. Ana has given me nothing, though I have given it all I have. I want to live a long life. I want to live and have grandchildren and give them lemonade on hot summer days. I want to go to an art college and become a painter without the fear that my heart will give out. I want to live.

If I keep going at this rate, I'll die by 30, hell maybe even 25. I don't want to die, even if I die skinny. Because of that, I will have sacrificed so much that my life will not have been worth it anyway.

So, I am leaving this blog. No, I will not be deleting it, but what I will be doing is wiping the tags from everything, so that my words cannot reach anyone else. I will probably relapse with Ana soon, it's how the cycle goes, but I will no longer be posting about it. Posting daily about weight loss has brought me to a toxic cycle of loving Ana. I will probably still lurk tags and such, but again, no longer will I post about it.

I hope you all can understand, but this is my choice, and my life. I will forever be greatful for all the mutuals I've made and the friends, but I can't continue to live like this. I just can't.

I've been putting of posting this for about a month now, unable to chose whether or not that this would be a good idea. But, as you all can see, I chose to post. I've also chosen to tell you who the person behind this account is, the real me.

My name is Virgil, I live in the southern US, I'm an Aquarius, I have a crush on my friend and she knows about it, I weigh 192 lbs, and I'm 14 years old. Yes, fourteen. I'm sorry, but this, this life, the choices I've made, they will kill me young. I do not care if this bothers you, as it bothers me the most. I'm too young to worry about my heart stopping in the night, I'm too young to worry about muscle atrophy, I'm too young to count the calories on every package I pick up. I don't want to live like this anymore.

This blog will probably be t-ed if I keep posting anyway, and will also probably take down my real acc. Please, again, I really hope you understand where I'm coming from. If you don't stew in your anger, I don't care anymore, if you think I'm "too fat" to stop posting and recover, I don't give a flying fuck, because you know what, that only shows how pathetic and hurt you are as a person.

This is goodbye, thank you for the memories. I hope that maybe this can make other people find will to recover, and if it doesn't that's okay. I hope that maybe one day, we'll all recover, and that we'll all be able to live healthy lives.

So, for the last time,

This is Virgil, signing off, luv ya <3

[tmarshconnors]

Botticelli’s Map of Hell

Our modern vision of hell is deeply rooted in the literary and artistic works of the past, with one of the most significant contributions being Sandro Botticelli’s Map of Hell. This masterpiece, created approximately 700 years ago, offers a visual representation of the infernal realms as imagined by Dante Alighieri in his epic poem, "The Divine Comedy." The symbiotic relationship between Dante's literary creation and Botticelli's artistic interpretation has profoundly influenced how we perceive hell even today.

Dante Alighieri, an Italian poet, writer, and philosopher, penned "The Divine Comedy" in the early 14th century. The poem is divided into three parts: Inferno (Hell), Purgatorio (Purgatory), and Paradiso (Paradise). In Inferno, Dante embarks on a harrowing journey through the nine circles of hell, guided by the Roman poet Virgil. Each circle represents a different sin and its corresponding punishment, meticulously detailed by Dante’s vivid imagination and profound theological insights.

Dante’s vision of hell was revolutionary. It combined classical mythology, Christian theology, and medieval philosophy, creating a complex and terrifying afterlife landscape. His work not only reflected the religious beliefs of his time but also influenced future generations' understanding of sin, punishment, and the moral consequences of earthly actions.

About 150 years after Dante’s death, Sandro Botticelli, a renowned Renaissance painter, undertook the ambitious project of illustrating "The Divine Comedy." Among his works, the Map of Hell stands out as a detailed and haunting depiction of Dante’s infernal realms. Botticelli’s illustration, created around 1480, serves as a visual guide to the intricate and layered structure of hell described by Dante.

Botticelli’s Map of Hell is a parchment drawing that meticulously outlines the descending circles of hell, each with its unique torments and sinners. The precision and detail in Botticelli’s work capture the essence of Dante’s narrative, making the abstract horrors of hell more tangible and accessible to the viewers. His ability to convey the emotional and physical anguish of the damned souls adds a visceral quality to Dante’s literary vision.

The collaboration between Dante’s literary genius and Botticelli’s artistic mastery has had a lasting impact on our cultural and religious conception of hell. Even today, many of the common images and ideas associated with hell—such as fire and brimstone, eternal torment, and the hierarchical structure of punishments—can be traced back to Dante’s Inferno and Botticelli’s Map of Hell.

Modern depictions of hell in literature, art, and popular culture often draw inspiration from these medieval works. Whether in horror films, graphic novels, or theological discussions, the influence of Dante and Botticelli is unmistakable. Their portrayal of hell as a place of moral reckoning and divine justice continues to resonate with contemporary audiences, reflecting enduring questions about sin, punishment, and redemption.

Sandro Botticelli’s Map of Hell, based on Dante Alighieri’s "The Divine Comedy," remains a cornerstone of our understanding of the infernal realms. The interplay between Dante’s poetic vision and Botticelli’s artistic interpretation has shaped our collective imagination, defining hell for over seven centuries. As we continue to explore and reinterpret these works, their profound impact on our perception of the afterlife endures, reminding us of the power of art and literature to shape our deepest beliefs and fears.

[turquoisesea01]

AAA I LOVR THE POLYCULE'S LOOKS SMM 🩷🩵💜

could we have some extra info about the trio? also smsndj may I please braid Beatrice and Askel's hair?

Beatrice (She/Her)

- Beatrice is Vincent’s (Virgil’s best childhood friend) half sister!

- The shy and soft spoke of the three!

- She loved birds! Mourning Doves are her favorite!

- She is a painter! She absolutely loves to paint. Most of her artworks are watercolors!

- A decent cook (sometimes do the cooking if Carmo is unavailable)

- Beatrice’s love languages are Physical Touch and Quality Time!

- She is 5’2” (160 cm) tall!

- Her favorite fruits are grapes!

- Beatrice is Asexual Demiromantic!

- She is near sighted

Aksel (He/Him)

- Aksel is a Seraphim Angel!

- The energetic and friendly of the three!

- Loves to watch over humans! He tend to go down from heaven to Earth and explore the living realm to do human watching!

- Usually have his eyes closed all times. His eye colors are a gradient of pink and blue!

- He absolutely love arts! He does sculpting!

- He doesn’t really know how to cook, he burnt water one time and was never allow to the kitchen again.

- Aksel love languages are Physical Touch and Words of Affirmation!

- Aksel’s favorite fruit are pomegranates!

- His favorite animal are ferrets!

- He is 6’6 (198.12 cm) tall!

- Aksel is Pansexual!

Carmo (They/Them)

- Carmo is an archangel

- The reserved and the attentive of the three!

- Absolutely love music. Orchestral is their favorite genre!

- They can play any string instruments, they mostly love to play their harp.

- Is the one that does the cooking out of the three (their cooking are the best)

- Tends to dragged search for Aksel whenever he ran off to explore the living realm and dragged him up to heaven once they found him.

- Their favorite animal are cats!

- Carmo’s love languages are Acts of Service and Quality Time!

- They are 6’0” (182.88 cm) tall!

- Carmo’s favorite fruits are strawberries!

- Their eyesight is pretty sharp that they can see far away clearly.

- Like Beatrice, they’re Asexual Demiromantic

- Aksel and Carmo are angels, they can easily shapeshift into different forms. Aksel and Carmo chose to look masc presenting in their human forms. (Which is their current form)

- Beatrice and Aksel would love for you to braid their hair! :3!

- Carmo and Beatrice both struggle being social with anyone. So they help each other to improve themselves! Mostly Aksel helps them.

- They love spending time with each other by listening to music together as Beatrice preen their wings or have Aksel or Carmo brush Beatrice’s hair. They also love their cuddle sessions!

- Beatrice and Carmo are both neutral about sex.

[idontknowreallywhy]

a Thing…

Confession: I’ve only ever written one tiny fanfic scene/concept for another fandom and never realistically intended to even try in the Thunderbirds fandom because there is so much out there that is amazing and frankly I don’t feel worthy of adding to it. My plan was basically to try to find a proper writer to bring my ideas to life buuut… @gaviiadastra posted this lovely fic about Gordon and Virgil…

Aaaanyway Virgil’s reaction in that to people being intimidated by his talent and not sharing their own attempts poked me in the brain and I figured… what’s the worst that can happen? The Thunderfam seems friendly enough… And maybe someone can give me some feedback so I can get good enough to do justice to the little stories brewing in my head one day.

So err, with all the caveats of FIRST TIME WRITING and I’M TOO EMBARRASSED EVEN TO PROOF READ IT and OH HECK PLEASE BE KIND…

*throws ficlet out into the void and hides under Jeff’s desk*

Mysterious Paint.

There has always been inexplicable paint on the ceiling of Virgil’s studio.

It wasn’t the swirling blues and greens and yellows that mystified him… he’d painstakingly covered the tantalisingly blank canvas with those the first year after they made the permanent move out to the island. It had taken several months worth of snatched half hours balanced precariously on stacked chairs or packing crates and he was pretty sure the process had aged his spine by a couple of decades. Maybe Michaelangelo had secret bionic implants because how ON EARTH he’d managed…

His family didn’t blink an eye - after all every item of clothing Virgil owned had some kind of paint on it and so it stood to reason everything he owned and the entire space he painted within should too. They put it down to a stereotypical ‘mad artist’ kind of flailing with a paintbrush 3ft back from the canvas but that wasn’t really how Virgil worked. He was more of a carefully considered, up-close-and-personal-with-whatever-surface-he-was-pouring-his-soul-on-to kind of painter (hence the neck strain from ceiling art application). His passion wasn’t deliberately messy - all those clothing stains generally came from letting a cuff dangle too close to the pallet, or when he stopped to think about his next stroke and the waiting paint would become impatient and drip from the brush on to his jeans. And he would have to confess that he did wipe his hands on his clothes sometimes… his rags stashed by his easel for that very purpose always seemed to have gone walkies at the moment he needed one (and usually turned up later covered in engine oil).

No, it wasn’t his painting style that was to blame - and he could prove it too because there were no similar stains in the lounge at the easel he used when he wished to be closer to his family while he created.

So there, Scott, it’s not as easy to explain as you imagine.

And yet, there they were - streaks and splashes in every colour he’d ever squeezed from a tube - laid down haphazardly over his existing masterpiece. He sighed. At one point he’d started painting over them but it just didn’t look the same and he felt almost guilty - as though he was eradicating something that was supposed to exist. In a way he couldn’t rationalise it felt more honest to leave them there. As if, to do otherwise would be denying some part of himself.

It bugged him, as any conundrum did. He wasn’t a fan of mystery as a general rule - he was an engineer. He was a fixer. When he faced the unknowable he either drew it in order to pin it down or hammered it into crashing chords and mournful melodies to exorcise the questioning from his mind.

He’d initially suspected someone was pranking him. Perhaps this was uncharitable as, for all his japery, Gordon would never vandalise Virgil’s creations… would he? But having EOS keep a log of every occasion his studio door was unlocked for a month proved his brother to be trustworthy… nobody went there when Virgil was absent but a series of silver slashes had been added in the meantime. He felt a sick, dull guilt for doubting his family.

And yet, UGH it was playing on his mind. A rational man, he didn’t believe in ghosts but he was almost willing to consider anything that would give him even a ludricrous ANSWER to the infuriating puzzle.

In the end, it was Gordon who solved it.

[skeefee-sky]

so, a new kit came out in the sims 👀 hello Artist Studio~✨

did I buy it solely just for Virgil's sake? .... yes, yes I did xD so, I thought I'd show you all his updated room, and new studio !! :D

so! Here's his room before (sorry for the weird angle x'D)

Andddddd, his updated room owo (again, apologies for the weird angle xD)

And! The lil studio I made for him c: because, yes >w>

I think he likes it ^w^

I think I might actually put Virg through the Painter career to get some of the clothing that you unlock from the career. Because, I realise how lacking the game is otherwise with paint-splattered clothes and, he at least needs one outfit that is appropriate for painting aha >w<

>w> if you hadn't noticed, I really am focusing on Virgil's artistic side for this playthrough xD He's an artist, who plays piano on the side haha