#silver foil wallpaper

[blieve-bactive-bhealthy]

Powder Room - Bathroom Example of a mid-sized trendy white tile, black and white tile and glass tile powder room design with an undermount sink, flat-panel cabinets, blue cabinets and marble countertops

[cinnamongorll]

a fragile line - chapter 2

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Pairing: Joel Miller x Female OC

Tags: extreme slow burn, age gap, older man/younger woman, protective joel, jealous joel, hurt/comfort, pov third person, mutual pining, angst, sexual tension, friends to lovers, canon-typical violence, feral joel, parental abuse.

Fic synopsis: three years ago, Juliet escaped her father's religious survivor camp, ending up in the Boston QZ. Juliet created a life for herself in Boston, desperate to forget the trauma of her upbringing. One day, Juliet arrives home to find a mysterious letter which forces her to return to her home town. Juliet can't travel the harsh post-apocalyptic landscape alone, so she enlists the help of the grumpy and, at times, frightening man she works alongside: Joel Miller.

Word count: 2.4k

Chapter 2: ‘Put It On Me’

Joel Miller: cold, aloof, and famously uncharitable. 

Not a man you could ask for a favour. Especially not to join a stranger in a highly dangerous and potentially deadly journey across the country.  

But Joel, despite his reputation, was not a god, he was only a man and that meant he could be bribed or blackmailed, perhaps. 

Drugs or alcohol were not an option. Despite being the most sought after product in the Qz, Joel wouldn’t be interested. He was the one who sold them. 

A dull ache had begun to spread across the back of Juliet’s skull. She dropped her head onto the table and felt the sweat coating her skin stick to the glossy paper of the map. 

The spiral turning in her mind started to pick up speed again, her darkest thoughts now gripping her lungs. Juliet forced herself to take a deep breath, and another, and another. Her father knew where she was now, she had to get out of her apartment and out of the QZ, fast. 

Juliet thought back to every interaction she could remember having with Joel, every time their eyes met or every time he looked away too quickly. Joel was impenetrable, always holding his thoughts close to his chest. 

Juliet sat up quick, her hand instantly reaching to her forehead to calm the wave of dizziness that washed over her. 

She remembered something: 

Abe, a kind but pliant man, worked the radio for the QZ and held ‘office hours’ on weekdays. Anyone in Boston who wanted to contact another QZ waited in a large queue in the dusty hallway outside Abe’s apartment. 

Not Joel, though. 

Juliet was walking through the building a few days ago when she shuffled past the line of bored residents. With no intention of stopping, she kept her head down and avoided eye-contact, as always. Her pace slowed, however, when she heard a familiar name. Juliet turned her head and noticed two men complaining, not very discreetly, about Joel: 

“This isn’t the first time he’s done this,” grumbled a tall man who leaned against the peeling wallpaper. 

His friend grunted and moved closer, “he just walks past, skipping the whole line like we ain’t even here” he replied, rolling his eyes. 

The tall one snorted, “As if he’s the only bastard in Boston who needs to use the radio.”

Juliet paused, now incredibly interested in the conversation of the two whining men. Joel was sending messages out of the QZ? To who?

Juliet continued to walk past the queue and rounded the corner until she could safely tuck into a dark corner and attempt to catch a glimpse inside Abe’s apartment/office. 

There he was. Joel Miller, sliding a piece of crumpled tin foil across Abe’s desk.

It didn’t take a genius to know what was inside. 

Joel sat forward, his elbows now resting on the dark oak as he watched Abe open the silver package. She was only able to catch a glimpse of his profile but Juliet could still make out the hard clench of Joel’s jaw, locked in place, as he waited for Abe to take a puff. 

They started to talk and Juliet inched forward, careful to remain in the shadow of the corner, but she was too far away to hear any part of the conversation. It was clear it wasn’t going well - for Joel, at least. 

Seconds later, Joel abruptly rose from his chair, the screech of metal rang out along the hallway, and he stalked out of the apartment without looking back. Terrified she might be caught snooping, Juliet was gone before he reached the doorway. 

Juliet shook her head, she had forgotten all about that strange observation, having been immediately caught up in another Firefly ambush when she left the building. 

Now though, the memory flushed her body with adrenaline. She sat up straight, the ache in her head had begun to recede. A plan started to take form in her mind, the different puzzle pieces clicking together. There was someone important to Joel outside of the QZ. If she found out who that was, she could use that information to her advantage.

That meant she had to pay a visit to Abe. 

Unfortunately, he didn’t share intel for free. 

Juliet turned to the window on her right, the glass was clouded, aged with the building. Still, Juliet could make out the dark blue sky as night rapidly descended on Boston. Shock had dulled the passage of time, the minutes silently passing around her. 

Juliet walked to her cupboard, her steps quick as she grabbed her hidden backpack filled with supplies ready to be used at a moment’s notice. With one last mournful look at her apartment, Juliet made her way across the hall to Kenny’s door, the neighbour who didn’t take ‘no’ for an answer. 

He broke into her apartment on more than one occasion. It was only fair she repaid the favour. 

Juliet pulled a hair pin from the inside pocket of her jacket and started to work on Kenny's rusted lock. Her neighbour was notorious for arriving back home seconds before curfew, always narrowly missing the enforcers. So Juliet had some time, less than an hour to be exact. 

Seconds later, Juliet heard the familiar metallic pop and she was in. Similar to most in the QZ, Abe was very receptive to bribes. She had witnessed it first hand when Joel expertly slid that tinfoil in his direction and Juliet watched a lazy grin glide over Abe’s face. 

Good thing Juliet knew someone else Joel sold to and good thing that person was stupid enough to leave his supply on his dining table where anyone with a hair pin could find it. The small, chalky white tablets were now safely tucked in her jacket pocket. 

Juliet made her way out of the apartment, cringing as the old linoleum creaked under her cautious steps. She took the time to lock the door behind her before tiptoeing down the stairs and past Margaret’s apartment. Juliet prayed no shadows under Margaret’s door announced her departure from the building. 

Outside, the streets were quiet, most residents of the QZ probably now tucked away in their apartments. A peaceful night of relative safety was taken from Juliet the second she picked up that letter. 

She was on borrowed time anyways, Juliet always knew her father would find her eventually. 

Tendrils of doubt and fear threatened to creep back into her mind and destroy the numbness which currently clouded her thoughts. As she moved through the murky streets, Juliet wasn’t just racing against time.

When she arrived at Abe’s building, Juliet sacrificed a precious moment to rest her back against the red brick wall and let her eyes fall closed. Juliet was not a naturally hostile person, she always prioritised indifference in her daily interactions. But she was a survivor, which meant that she would do anything, be anything to ensure her safety and the survival of the people she loved. Meaning, for Ethan, she would wear a mask of hostility. 

She entered the building and hugged shadows to Abe’s apartment. Juliet didn’t wait for an invitation to enter before she stalked through the unlocked door. 

“Abe, I need a word,” Juliet declared, she kept her voice clipped and steady.

Abe stood by the radio and turned quickly at the sound of Juliet’s entrance. A puzzled expression took over his face, his mouth turned downwards. 

“Juliet? What are you doing here? It’s almost curfew,” he said, his voice cushioned with a cautious tone. 

When Juliet just stared back, Abe released a heavy sigh and walked over to his desk. He pushed back his chair and dropped himself into the padded leather. 

“Take a seat,” Abe huffed as he pointed across his desk at the vacant chair.

Juliet approached at a leisurely pace as she took the seat opposite him. She placed her backpack on the floor, leaned forward in her chair and placed her elbows on the table. Then she straightened her back, attempting to imitate the air of intimidation she had witnessed from Joel. 

“I’ll keep this short,” Juliet asserted. “I need information about Joel Miller.”

Abe’s furrowed brow deepened, confusion now etched in the fine lines of his face.

“Joel?” He asked, before sighing.“I don’t deal in information, Juliet. I just listen to the radio,” Abe replied, dismissal clear in his tone, as he shifted in his chair, moving to stand.

“Stop,” Juliet commanded. She raised her left hand and willed it to stay steady as she reached her right hand into her pocket, pulling out the pills. Just like Joel, Juliet locked eyes with Abe as she slid the contraband.

A smug smile twitched at the corner of her mouth as she leaned back in her chair, folding her arms over chest. 

“Like I said,” Juliet maintained, stretching out the words, giving Abe time to make the right decision. “I need information on Joel Miller.”

Abe stared back at her and for a moment, one terrifying moment, Juliet thought he would throw the pills back at her. But no, Abe’s irritated expression eventually transformed into a sly smile to match her own. 

“Okay. What do you want to know?” he asked, already reaching for the drugs. 

Relief was sudden and intense, it settled deep in her stomach and relaxed her tight muscles. Juliet was careful to not let it show on her face. 

“I know he has someone on the outside he’s contacting,” she paused.“I want to know who.”

Abe whistled low then tossed back one of the pills with a swig of water.

“Well, that’s a whole can of worms,” he replied. 

Juliet raised her eyebrows and made a vague gesture with her hand - go on. 

“He’s got a brother,” Abe began, swallowing rough. 

Once again, Juliet willed her features to remain neutral, to show no sign of the shock now coursing through her body. A brother? 

“He stopped responding to Joel’s messages about three weeks ago,” Abe continued.“Not like him, he usually replies within a couple days. Got Joel all worried.” 

It was Juliet’s turn to be confused. Joel, worried? Juliet had yet to see a glimmer of emotion on the man’s face. He was always so stoic, always so detached. It was a surprise to hear there was someone he cared about, someone he worried about. 

Unaware of the turmoil that raged behind Juliet’s steady features, Abe continued to speak as he rambled something about Joel’s accusation of his incompetence. Juliet collected this new information about Joel and held it close as though it was the key to getting to Ethan. It might well be. 

“I told Joel not to go after him, that it might just be a fault in the signal. But of course he wouldn’t listen,” Abe muttered, rolling his eyes. 

Juliet perked up, tuning back into the conversation… Joel needed out of the QZ.

“Where does his brother live?” coaxed Juliet, attempting to exude only vague curiosity. 

“Wyoming,” Abe replied, shaking his head. “He can’t be serious if he thinks he can travel that far alone…” he trailed off, resting his hands on the desk in front of him.

Wyoming… Juliet’s fledgling plan became a concrete shape, igniting a flicker of hope within her. Her old community, her father’s community, was in Iowa. After years of studying old maps, Juliet was almost sure that it was about halfway between Boston and Wyoming. 

This could work.  

“Is he planning on going alone?” Juliet asked, eagerness seeping into her tone. 

Abe’s eyebrows shot up. “Yes, he’s been dealing for a car battery, no luck though. He can’t wait around much longer,” he replied. 

Juliet nodded as she placed her sweaty palms on the dark wood of the desk and pushed herself out of her chair, grabbing her backpack.

Abe leaned back, rolling a pill between his fingers.

“Juliet… Joel’s a capable guy but there are worse things than infected out there. I hear everything on the radio. There are raiders, there are slavers…” he trailed off again. 

Juliet knew this all too well. 

“I appreciate the concern, Abe, but that’s not what I paid you for,” cautioned Juliet. “Keep this quiet,” she warned, turning towards the door and out of the building.

She didn’t look back. 

Outside, curfew was now in place so Juliet pulled her hood up and moved silently through the dark streets. The pressure in her chest was slowly building through her entire conversation with Abe. Now, it threatened to burst. Juliet stopped on a corner and tucked herself into an alleyway. The rain had started, it splashed off the pavement and dampened her jeans. Juliet’s skin was buzzing, electrified by the string of new information about Joel. 

For years, Joel was a mystery. Juliet had learned more about Joel in that five minute conversation with Abe than she had in the three years they worked alongside each other, and now she had to use her newfound knowledge against him. 

Juliet had no other choice. She would use Joel’s desperation to sedate her own. 

Juliet looked up towards the night sky, letting the rain glide over her skin. She took a long breath, licked the water from her lips and moved out of the alley. Juliet danced along the sides of buildings as she headed towards Joel’s apartment.

She had watched him head home a few times after their shifts, his apartment in the same direction as her own. This time, though, it appeared before her so suddenly that she had to force herself to stop, to calm her racing heartbeat as she made her way to the front door. 

Shivering, Juliet gripped the door handle into the building, turning it open as her heart continued to pump more adrenaline straight into her gut.

Juliet stalked up to Joel’s apartment, releasing a trembling breath from her damp lips. This was all happening too fast, the puzzle pieces forming her plan had clicked together so quickly. All she could focus on was the bigger picture. But what about the smaller details? What would she say to Joel? Would he even recognise her? Should she knock the door and risk his neighbours hearing her? 

Juliet didn’t have to agonise over those thoughts for long. Without warning, the rapid sound of multiple locks consecutively turning reverberated through the dark hallway, before the door swung open. 

Joel Miller stood before her, one hand on the handle, the other on the chipped wood of the entryway. Juliet released a strangled gasp, her eyes widened at the sight of his permanent scowl and furrowed brow. 

“Juliet?”

[witchkillr]

* interaction guide. or: how to insert a most heinous and ill-mannered witch into your story of choice in three(?) easy steps.

agatha may be a selfish character, but narratively, she can be incredibly generous. below are several possible starting points to utilise if you're stuck.

do you write a hero? well, here you go: a shiny new narrative foil. look up morally gray in the dictionary and you'll get a picture of agatha, ready and willing to challenge any particularly rigid notions of good and evil. (also, she's here to shred the wallpaper. it's tacky. fix your shit, hero.)

if your muse is someone who seeks to further their understanding of witchcraft, or whatever the equivalent practice is in their world, agatha has been doing it for centuries and is perhaps the single most knowledgeable primary source alive. pick her brain!

specifically, if your muse is someone who would be interested in acquiring the book of the damned, agatha's been its keeper since [redacted] and will not be giving it up without a fight. >:)

is your muse involved in any way consistently with death? (entity or concept, it doesn't matter, they are functionally the same) voila: her ex-wife. she cannot get death to make an exception for you, but she sure can tell you exactly where to hit her mortal form to make it hurt the worst. because, y'know, she's spiteful and vindictive.

speaking of death, do you want to give your muse a close call? maybe they need some sense knocked into them. agatha can totally bring them down a peg.

alternatively, if you write a naive little angel, here's the unfortunate realisation that not everyone in this world is good to good people on a silver platter. disillusionment is one of agatha's several specialties!

[sonofshermy]

Ultra Vivid Scene 'Self-Titled' LP (4AD, 1988)

Yep, I originally bought this in '88 on tape and this is a scan of my copy with the inlay spread wide (front and back). I've been playing this album for the last 36 years, I have other records, but this is one of those LPs I just can't quit for long.

Living adjacent to the The Velvets murk, this is for whip dancing in your teenage bedroom, with the silver foil wallpaper and for nodding off in your own saliva. Mucky flash + dirty glamour, all sleepy-eyed with heavy perv under/overtones. Irresistible, in other words. Ideal if you love 'Slow' by MBV, for example.

[ecargmura]

Babel: An Arcane History Book Review

I’ve been curious about Babel, so I asked my brother to buy it for my birthday earlier this year. I’ve heard different things about R.F. Kuang’s writing, so I decided to not look at Babel’s reviews and dive into the book without any prior knowledge about the plot. How was it? It was both the best thing I’ve read and the most depressing.

Story

The story is about Robin Swift who was on the verge of dying in Canton (Guangzhou) but get saved by Professor Lovell who heals him with a mysterious silver bar. He then gives Robin an offer: come with him to London where he works at the Royal Institute of Translation and become a scholar or become homeless in Canton. Robin chooses the former, so he abandons his Chinese name and becomes Robin Swift; he moves to London where he gets assimilated into the life of an Englishman. He then enrolls in Oxford in the translation department. He becomes friends with Ramy, Victoire and Letty and the two become a tight group of friends. Ramy is from Calcutta, India; VIctoire is from Haiti and raised in France for a time in her life; Letty is an Englishwoman. After a few months of attending university, he is approached by a mysterious man named Griffin who is trying to recruit him into an anti-imperialist society called Hermes. Their goal is to overthrow Britain’s colonialism. Robin joins and then he gets entangled in a war of colonialism and anti-colonialism and his own war of survival.

Magic System

While this is considered a speculative fiction, this is still dark academia, which means there has to be some sort of fantasy element. The magic system of this story revolves around silver. Silver is made into bars where one word is written on one side and then the translation is on the other side. What’s written on the bar is what activates the power. However, in order for the power to be strong, the fluency of the language is most important. Translation is the key factor because the word has to be accurate and precise in order for that power to activate. If you’re unable to write or speak that language then the power weakens. It’s an extremely intricate system that matches the themes of the story.

Characters

I really like the characters and how they are written. Robin is easily my favorite character; I really like reading through his struggles and his desire to survival. If one to describe his character, he is a survivalist; he prioritizes survival above all else to the point that it becomes martyrdom whether it be survival for himself or for his friends. Ramy serves as a good companion to Robin. He’s street smart, charming and prioritizes his friends above all else. I think that he has the best relationship with Robin as he calls him Birdie. Their relationship was my favorite and I hate how everything ended. Victoire also serves as a good parallel to Robin as her story is similar to Robin’s, but her personality is much more headstrong in a way. Griffin serves as a good foil to Robin, from his appearance to his end. Griffin and Robin are half-brothers; both share the same father (Lovell) but how they were raised were completely different. Griffin is described to have similar features to Robin, but his hair and eyes are darker. He’s also more prone to violence and silence; he’s like a darker version of Robin in a way.

While Kuang makes good characters, her villains are infuriatingly well-written too. She knows how to write racist white characters well. Lovell was a scumbag who only thought of colonialism. He hates Chinese people, calls them derogatory words like “barbaric” and describes them as lazy and savage yet he loves Chinese goods like their wallpaper and other objects he curated from his Chinese trips and knows the language; he hates the people yet he’s willing to impregnate two Chinese women from different areas just for them to give birth to tools that can benefit him and the empire—said tools being Griffin and then Robin. Robin once called him out for “killing” his mother but Lovell gets angry and calls his mother “just some woman” or “just a Chink” in certain parts of the book. What’s even more scummy of him is that he has a wife and two children, but he barely visits them. He deserved to die. Good fucking riddance.

Other white people were infuriating too as they were jerks to Robin and his friends; the only nice white person in this story is Mrs. Piper. Letty herself show her true colors towards Chapter 23. Like most white people in this book, Letty is selfish and only thinks for her own benefits. She forces her friends to take a picture with her despite their discomfort. She forces them to go to a ball despite their protests. She gets called out for ignoring their suffering as people of color in London, which causes her to become upset, cry, and the three others had to comfort her. She then later betrays her friends by getting a gun and shooting Ramy, whom she had a crush on, because she didn’t want to be associated with a terrorist group like Hermes (how she described them) and that she thought her friends were insane for squandering their chances for an education at Oxford. Letty’s backstory mainly consists of her inability to get a proper education due to her gender, but eventually gets to Oxford as her brother died in an accident. She’s essentially the 1800’s version of a “Karen”.

Themes

From what I can curate, the major themes of this book are identity and violence. Identity plays a big factor as Robin always sees himself as Chinese despite being mixed and China-born. It’s almost an important factor because Robin’s identity as a Chinaman gets questioned multiple times. He has to assimilate as an Englishman, so he has to speak like one; he even had to discard his own Chinese name as proof of his lost identity. While he is always referred to as a Chinaman from his peers, during his trip to Canton, he tells one guy that he’s from China; the man responds with a scoff and says “No, you’re not” (Page 299). Identity is what drives Ramy and Victoire as well. Ramy has never assimilated as an Englishman like how Robin did; instead, he embraces his Indian heritage and still keeps his Indian name. Victoire was raised to speak French, but given that she’s Haitian (therefore Black), she gets upset that Kreyol isn’t considered an official language and that not being able to speak her mother tongue frustrates her in a way. Identity is what caused Letty to betray her friends. It was because of her identity as an English woman in the 1800’s that she believed what she had done was beneficial for her and her friends. 

Loss of identity is also a theme. Language is an identity and losing it affects one’s identity. Loss of identity was what caused Griffin to be discarded for he lost the ability to speak his mother tongue. That was why he faked his death on an expedition and became a member of Hermes. Our other main characters minus Letty lose the ability to speak their mother tongues as time passes in the book. They get upset over this because it’s like losing a part of who they are. They’re foreign-born, but live in London and if they lose their mother tongue, they become closer to Londoners and not as people from their home countries. How they fret over this is actually scary in a way.

Violence is probably the major theme of this story. Violence is the reason why colonialism happens and it’s also the reason why people are affected by it. Violence is the cause of many suffering and sorrow. Everyone in the story is affected by violence in a way. Robin and Griffin are the biggest victims of it. They witness violence, internal and external, and it warps their entire mindset. Robin’s exposure to violence causes him to find a way to survive and to fight for a cause because of his identity. Griffin’s exposure to violence is to fight back with violence as he’s probably one of the more violent characters in the story. 

Violence is also the reason why the villains do heinous things and it’s because of it that the main characters fight back. Imperialism is a factor of violence and it’s because of it that other nations outside of Britain suffer while the British do not care. I really like violence is both a force of evil and a method of good in a way; it’s ultimately a morally gray force.

Gripes

My issues with this story is that some chapters feel like a chore to read through. It’s nice seeing Kuang showing off the fruits of her research to make London and Oxford historically accurate, but it does get too much sometimes.  Chapter 4 was especially hard to read through because of how long and wordy it was. The footnotes were also a bit of a chore to read; it does feel like I’m reading a non-fiction book whenever I see them. Also, what is up with Chapter 30? It felt incomplete in a way as Chapter 31 starts off with the same two words in Chapter 30. 

Conclusion

Despite my gripes, this was an amazing reading experience. I really love every aspect of the story from how it started to how it ended. I really liked how the author wasn’t afraid to explore these kinds of topics in her writing and it showed. I consider Kuang a courageous write for being able to write all of this.

This is definitely a 5-star read and I recommend this to anyone wanting to read dark academia; this is actually my first dive into dark academia and I’d definitely read more. The thickness might be scary, but it’s a fun read; I’m a slow reader so thick books like Babel usually take me around a month and a half to finish, but I actually finished this story in 16 days. It’s something you won’t regret reading!

[dollsonmain]

Camera why.

Anyway.

What I should have done was to decide which paper I want to cover the appliances in and do that first, but only partway so that I could cut out and glue down the center (wrap it through), then put the plastic on, then the rest of the paper but I didn’t even think of that until I had just adhered the second piece of plastic.

So to remedy the mistake, though I may still end up having to start over on the doors and that’s ok other than I don’t want to do that, I went around the window framing areas with silver foil tape. I plan to use some on the fridge as trim, so it’s fine.

Also, while I was doing that, I had an AH-HA moment about how to do something and it’s 100% gone, now. I don’t even know what it

I

REMEMBER

omg I remembered something I’d lost holy shit.....

I need a sheet of sticky black craft foam (though I can glue it myself if I have to) and maybe a sheet of white, too, and to get the doors to stay shut, the craft foam, which would be the backs of the doors, should fit snugly into the frames of the corresponding door. Snug enough to hold, loose enough to come off without pulling free of the door it’s on. Tension hold.

I had considered trying to install magnets but the way things are designed that would be a no. The plastic is a half-inch thick around the fridge door.

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So now I really am at the point where I have to decide how I want to do the wallpaper and the appliances because that’s all that’s left for the kitchen other than finding some dishes.

I just need a few to fill the dish rack.

[soupblr]

lisa rowe & daisy randone (narrative foils/parallels) + meta

cont. tags/commentary from this post, other meta post I am referencing is here (linking any future posts i make on these two here as well: x)

**At that point, Daisy's father had not only broken his daughter down to such a fragile psychological state that she could not continue living after Lisa's aggressive confrontation (unfortunately, the only way Lisa does confrontation with anyone about anything…), but he & the abuse he enacted on his daughter (that the system additionally seemed to turn a blind eye to on every level) had now added to & reinforced the life schemas Lisa sees the world through:

...that being Good in a world where the people in power/their influence are corrupt is an invitation to be taken advantage of at best and a life spent complicit in your own abuse & dehumanization at worst. According to the system, Daisy did everything right, yet she ended up in a gilded cage, still under monitoring, never truly Free.

(As compared to, say, the hospital that Lisa somewhat sarcastically refers to as her home. One she admits to Susanna that she has no hope of legitimately leaving ("Then you're a lifer—like me."). Interestingly, the suicide of her former roommate mirrors Daisy's suicide: both by hanging, both after some interaction or lack thereof with Lisa (you might imagine Georgina taking Susanna's place as mediator if it were an altercation), both in cages; one gilded and the other somewhat more literal.

...that this is the system working as intended. Whether at home, in the hospital, or on the highway, people are out to get you—the world is Cruel, and the only way to Survive without being defeated by this is to internalize the cruelty and turn it back out (thereby shirking her own humanity).

...that true Freedom is not to conform to the system or to make the best choices for yourself according to everyone else but to reject it completely and to instead parody, dodge, and dominate the cruelty levied at you at every turn. to affect without being affected, to choose your own path without regard to your effect on others.

 …as well as messing up her plans with Susanna. Feeling that she had finally seen Lisa for who she truly was, she abandoned their plans together, regardless of what that meant for the other girl—unable to consider sticking together with her and running away as a possibility anymore (rightfully so)—which, with Lisa's unwillingness to return to the hospital, unfortunately meant that she, in turn, abandoned Lisa.

[lyrics & film analysis break]

The last song Daisy chooses to listen to specifically deals with themes of abandonment, emotional insecurity, and black-and-white thinking—all of which are extremely central both to herself and to Lisa. We last see her robotically ascend the stairs as if walking upward to heaven, and this song almost seems to be her making ironic commentary from the afterlife. Every line seems steeped in a thick layer of irony, all wrapped up in a heavy melancholy.

"Why do these eyes of mine cry?"

This line of the song plays as Susanna enters Daisy's home through the veritable arch of flowers adorning the wallpaper around her front door and up the staircase, surrounding her with orange and yellow gerbera daisies (symbolizing innocence, purity, strength, warmth, and happiness) as well as silver sparklers (optimism, resilience, beauty, and transformation).

Lisa is sitting at the kitchen table wearing her sunglasses despite the weather and her being indoors, the lenses tilted slightly forward as if they were indeed making the room too dark—her eyes obscured as she fidgets with half of a clean percolator, haphazardly flicking cigarette ash in the general direction of the ashtray and looking as if she has been absentmindedly considering making coffee. A small flowerpot containing three yellow tulips* sits off to her right, usually representing cheerfulness, hope, and friendship. Obviously, these things are relevant to point out for a character named Daisy. But everything is wrong here. With the pancake money inexplicably pressed into the ashtray on the other side of the table, Lisa has seemingly decided to use the tulips to stub out her cigarettes, where they remain lodged between the petals. Seemingly impatient and irritated about the loud music, she does not follow Susanna upstairs, and she does not remove her sunglasses. Altogether, she seems clearly perturbed and has been chain smoking while awaiting Susanna's return.

*These flowers are generally given as a birthday gift to a friend. This might be a nod to the book, in which Daisy commits suicide on her birthday.

"Why does my heart go on beating? Hmm, hmm"

This line is sung as Susanna comes into frame at the bottom of the staircase with the camera overlooking Daisy's cat, Ruby, staring down as if waiting for her to follow. Obviously, the name Ruby literally refers to the deep red-colored gemstone—a symbol of love and passionate romance—but the colour red is furthermore associated with blood, strength, courage, sexuality, and danger.

"Don't they know, it's the end of the world? It ended when you said goodbye…"

The song in this scene initially started playing during the last verse, and the outro finishes up just as Susanna gets upstairs and peeks into Daisy's bedroom, where we can see that the wallpaper has changed to a pattern of various pink-tinted butterflies. Except for an unmade bed, her room is pristine, and resembles that of a much younger girl. Susanna watches as the needle of her record player lifts up and drops back down at the start of the song, which begins again (and again, and again, and again, according to Lisa's outburst).

"Why does the sun go on shining?"

The sun is not shining brightly on the day of Daisy's suicide—it's overcast, foggy, and rainy—"suicide weather," as the book describes it.

"Why does the sea rush to shore?"

This line plays as Susanna starts slowly making her way toward the bathroom, where Ruby was clawing at the door as if she needed to get in.

"'Cause you don't love me any more Why do the birds go on singing? Why do the stars glow above?"

These lines are sung as the camera focuses in on Susanna's face, showing her trepidation. We can see that the walls here are white and bare save for two gold ornaments as she hesitantly calls Daisy's name.

"Don't they know it's the end of the world? It ended when I lost your love"

These lines are sung as Susanna opens the door to the bathroom, and we see her horrified and devastated reaction to the scene in front of her, her face and reaction exemplifying the meanings of ending and loss.

"I wake up in the morning and I wonder Why everything's the same as it was I can't understand, no, I can't understand How life goes on the way it does"

Lisa comes into frame exactly as these lines are sung, facing away from the camera, even as she is easily in sight of Daisy's body; she stiffly climbs the stairs one at a time, finally removing her sunglasses only as she comes into frame behind Susanna, looking unsurprised at what she sees. The first two sentences out of her mouth are wildly inappropriate, as if this scene is to be expected, as if it changes nothing to her (or, as if she had already seen/expected it after waking up that morning, perhaps wondering why the music was going on and on). She seems to find the other girl's reaction amusing and follows her retreat into the bedroom with her eyes, then takes several points to bring her gaze back up to where Daisy is, making an ambivalent expression that settles into her usual smirk after telling a joke, which has again fallen into an unreadable expression when the camera pans to her again.

With one hand in its usual confident place atop her hip, she leans slightly against the wall, looking thoughtfully at Daisy's body as her other hand again fidgets, tentatively and with the railing this time, before using that hand to pull herself forward, apparently having made the decision or found the resolve to take money from Daisy's housecoat, or perhaps she was simply taking one last look at this girl who had been alive at the other end of her taunts just the night before.

[lyrics and film analysis break end]

Lisa refused to accept the cash to emphasize that it was dirty money—perhaps why she felt it belonged in the ashtray. because of how Lisa sees the world and moves through it in unhealthy ways, she was unwilling to view Daisy's situation as anything except her own fault, seeing as it would challenge too many of her own beliefs, instead casting her as a willing victim… rather than the truth of the matter being that she was repeatedly victimized despite all attempts to empower herself through circumstances often beyond her control, to the point where the gilded cage seemed like the best option—a very dark place to be in.

Daisy was constantly faced with denials of her agency concerning all areas of her life. Most obviously, her bodily agency was violated, and her ability to regain control via disordered eating was then restricted via over-reliance on laxatives, which were always in short supply due to her abusing them. Furthermore, Daisy's attempt to regain her sense of control only ended up compounding the reason she felt powerless in the first place, as her abuser was then able to completely control her diet, secure more visits, and create a wider gap between victim and hospital staff, all while further alienating her from other patients who might've understood her, were her situation already not so advanced that she was impossible to reach.

Intentionally so, as she continually felt she had to push people away to maintain what little bodily autonomy and environmental control she had left. Such are your options when your ability to discern your own wants and sense of self is damaged by enmeshment. Daisy, like the nyctinastic silver sparklers decorating the walls of her home, was increasingly enveloped in a shadow that caused her to completely close herself off to others, leaving her trapped in a disempowered state. Lisa, in comparison, was closed off to herself and to her own emotions, as a way to empower herself despite any circumstance. She felt Daisy had more power in her situation than she was willing to acknowledge/act on and judged her sorely for it (…that being a repressed judgment of herself).

Similarly to Lisa, Daisy continually chose quick fixes. She had to choose: suffering the indignity of other patients being allowed to invade her room*, or not having the pills she needed, which would mean a loss of control/agency. Lisa had to choose: suffering the indignity of other people being allowed to invade her sexually/physically, or not having the money she needed, which would mean a loss of control/freedom. Neither of these girls wanted to put themselves into the situations they ended up in; each was picking the option they found the most tolerable in that moment.

(*Metaphorically, I see this as an example of how conditioned she is to accept temporary boundary violations/grin and bear it, considering how symbolic her private room in the hospital is of her body itself/her need for boundaries.)

Daisy would repeat this pattern with her move, again ending up in a worse situation in which she had less control than before, her enmeshment and desperation leaving her in a state of chronic disconnection to her own reality. The wearing down of her very personhood becomes extremely obvious when, even in what she considers to be her own domain & supposedly her pride and joy—her home—she is easily relegated to the upper floor. However, despite Daisy's situation resulting in such a damaged sense of self-worth that she probably felt utterly powerless without her usual false image of superiority and semi-normalcy propping her up after Lisa pointed out the cuts on her wrist, she still attempts to create and enforce boundaries, perhaps specifically wanting to assert herself to Lisa as a person who has boundaries, and (politely) demands they be respected: "Please be gone in the morning."

Lisa would also continually repeat this pattern of helpless self-destruction, seeking her freedom only to find herself in police custody, in a padlocked room, in a state of lethargy after being administered shock therapy, "blowing guys at the bus station" for cash, etc. She is able to see the hypocrisy in the way that Daisy presents herself as being recovered despite her situation (and takes great personal offense to the idea that any kind of freedom could ever be found within a cage…), but is willfully ignorant about her own level of denial and delusion concerning her own "freedom". That is, until Susanna attempts to level the same amount of verbal abuse back at Lisa, to "push her buttons," in the same way she witnessed Lisa do to Daisy… all for daring to understand her. Compare what Daisy said to Lisa with what Lisa cried about herself at the climax of the movie:

Daisy: You're just jealous, Lisa. Because I got better. Because I was released. Lisa: You think you're free? I'm free! You don't know what freedom is! I'm free! Daisy: Because I have a chance, and a life. Lisa: I can breathe! And you… you'll go choke on your average fucking mediocre life! Daisy: My father loves me. Lisa: Why am I so neglected? Why doesn't anyone […] tell me… that I'm a fucking whore, and that my parents wish I were dead?

Daisy doesn't say so maliciously, or to "press buttons," but Lisa is unable or unwilling to interpret her words any other way for how they offend her. Tragically, Daisy displays a deep understanding of Lisa that no other character seems to have, which Lisa responds to by completely rejecting and maliciously going after her weak spots in an effort to tear her down and shut her up, resulting in a tragedy of which she readily deflects the blame (as is her specialty) back onto Daisy, a perpetual victim: the person most like herself, who she was unable to influence and so chose to destroy.

I would have liked for Daisy and Lisa to both survive, to become friends, and for Daisy to have been able to hear some of Susanna's great speech at the end of the film:

"I've wasted a year of my life… and maybe everyone out there is a liar, and maybe the whole world is stupid and ignorant. But I'd rather be IN IT. I'd rather be fucking in it, than down here […]"

Daisy offered her genuine thoughts, which ended up benefitting Lisa down the line. It's so unfair for her to die... Ideally, Lisa could have accepted the criticism Daisy readily offered to her, rather than lashing out and postponing her development until much farther in the future, under much worse circumstances—but, of course, having cut down the one person making an actual attempt to get through to her, she pushes herself further into her illness and recommits to those patterns, unwilling to accept the parts of herself that drew her antagonistically towards Daisy in the first place. Lisa so easily could have helped her learn to be less tolerant of having her boundaries crossed, and by accepting and helping Daisy build up her fragile self-image, Lisa could come to accept those parts of herself as well. They could have helped each other to recognize the ways in which they have harmed themselves (and others) and both found more secure identities outside of trauma and victimhood. but for someone victimized for so long that it eclipsed her identity in totality—groomed to be a Good and compliant girl—to take it to her grave… Lisa's cruel psychological attack was her breaking point.

[end meta]

The song continues to loop.

Why does my heart go on beating? Why do these eyes of mine cry? Don't they know it's the end of the world? It ended when you said goodbye...

Daisy hung herself without saying a word to anyone, the only sort of "note" left being the bills in her pocket, also taken from her. These lyrics beget the audience to consider the complicity of all parties involved in her short life, present or absent, while solemnly acknowledging that the world has indeed continued to agonizingly turn for all but one.

Susanna flicks the music off, silencing the reminder. She collects Daisy's heart- her Ruby, and waits outside.

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Creating my 3D Resolved Artwork.

For my final 3D piece. I have continued my work with gold foil and relief surfaces to make an abstract 3D piece that incorporates 2D materials wile being made from 3D and printmaking materials.

I used a A2 piece of foamboard as the base, then cut a piece of gold foil from another emergency head blanket and rapped it around the foamboard like canvas being stretched on the frame. I used masking tape to secure it

Above is the gold rapped base against my wall with my other gold banket draped over it as wallpaper.

the use of gold foil walls is inspired by a piece of installation art by John M Armleder. A Visual Artist who has made a massive body of work of Installations, Paintings, sculptures and preformance art.

I first started using gold foil in my artwork because of the workshop and after seeing Al Anatsui's "Scottish Mission book Depot Keta" at the Talbot Rice gallery during the Edinburgh trip.

The base with a piece of painted foamboard representing the train route,

I thought the black line was to thin with the blue and white on top, so a added another piece of black foamboard to make it look visually better and to add more 3D to the composition. this new black piece will be important and helpful later this pieces development.

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How To Incorporate Metal Elements in Your Home Interior Design

Metal elements in home interior design can be just what you're looking for if you want to give your home decor a luxury makeover. Burnished bronze, blazing copper, brilliant gold, and shimmering silver hues are all receiving attention right now. Adding metal elements in home interior design will boost the design of your spaces and make them shine, regardless of your preferred colour scheme or décor motif.

Here are several easy yet chic ways to create an affluent sense to your home's decor, from pendant lamps to attractive sinks, shining wall décor to mirror frames using metal elements in home interior design.

1. Metallics in Your Bedroom

Including metal elements in home interior design, and in your bedroom's wall decor, bed linen, and lighting fixtures is a simple way to glam it up. As we can see in these magnificent bedrooms, gold, silver, or copper give luxurious elegance to both black and white colour schemes.

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Want a subtle look? Gold is the only metal elements in home interior design that does it well! Furthermore, it acts flawlessly in even the tiniest amounts. As we can see in this tastefully decorated white-on-white bedroom, it only takes one golden accent to turn a space from stark to enticing.

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This beautifully designed bed, covered in gold, is sure to turn heads. To give the design cohesion, add a few gold touches in other areas of the space, like the artwork.

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SUPERHERO PARTY COLOUR PALETTE

Every superhero has some colours that represent him, and these colours can be instrumental in decorating and arranging party supplies. You can use bright and bold multi-colour palettes of blue, yellow, red, black and a hint of metallic in star war kid’s party supplies. Then, silver also works fine for a fun superhero party.

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The story of every superhero begins with saving a city or a nation, and this is where you can capitalise on as far as superhero girls party supplies Sydney are concerned.

You can use 3D wallpapers to transform any wall into an incredible city skyline that gives an authentic look of a superhero movie. There is always the option of decorating this wall as per your choice and themes based on star war party ideas Sydney.

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Another exciting way to give a superhero party look to your event venue is decorating your wall with awesome vinyl decals. These decals should feature superhero masks and lightning bolts that are readily available at the vendors of star wars kids' party supplies. They are imposing and primarily available for batman fans. You can create a stunning backdrop very quickly behind the cake table, and some other accessories like balloon garlands, can also be used to make the area more attractive.

SUPERHERO BALLOONS

There would be nothing more impressive than superhero balloons used for decorating the event venue. These balloons are often a part of superhero girl’s party supplies Sydney and go really well with star wars party ideas Sydney. The vendors of these supplies have these balloons available for different superheroes, like there are bright starburst-shaped foil balloons to make the venue look more beautiful. There are also lightning bolt-shaped foil balloons to give a simple and modern look to your superhero party. Also, there are balloons for superheroes like superman, wonder woman, captain America, spider-man, batman, Black Panther and a superhero collection.

Apart from these, there are also superhero themes, tableware and cake decorations available at very economical rates. Then, there are also fabulous lightning bolt napkins and other supplies like party cups, plates, and so on to make the birthday event memorable.

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these graphics were made by me, atouchofthewicked!

“if it doesn’t open, it’s not your door” quote on a blue gradient background.

version 1 is in gold glitter text & version 2 is in silver foil text.

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[music]Mione - “So it Goes”

Black smoke, noir (like a skintight, floor-length dress that's slit to mid-thigh), thick, tacky in your mouth. Pairs especially well with a Grey!Mione.

“So it Goes” by Taylor Swift Bellamione

Half essay, half synesthete’s playground. If that sounds like your thing, get your hands dirty under the cut.

The song opens with that black smoke reverb I was talking about. Visually it’s some sort of party--Death Eaters, or high society. Whatever it is there is a threat to it, a blade. I keep seeing that long table in Malfoy Manor, pewter goblets full of rich, dark wine.

See you in the dark All eyes on you, my magician All eyes on us You make everyone disappear, and

I wish I knew more about music so I could describe this well, but that slow winding electronic sound, present and undeniable, like Charybdis. The dark pull of Bellatrix entering a room. All eyes on the two of them, but Hermione can’t look anywhere else.

Cut me into pieces Gold cage, hostage to my feelings Back against the wall Trippin', trip-trippin' when you're gone

Cut me -intopieces-. That brief uptick in pace--like Hermione’s breath catching in her throat when Bellatrix’s hand lands on her lower back, guiding, leading her around this unsafe space. She’s a prize and Bellatrix acts like it, shows her off like the spoils of war. Her pet. The party isn’t even for her, but she’s still made it her triumphus.

'Cause we break down a little But when you get me alone, it's so simple 'Cause baby, I know what you know We can feel it

And it builds, Hermione’s excitement, on the razor’s edge between adrenaline and desire. Is fight or flight sexy, lads? Most would say no, but I suspect the Bellamione crowd disagrees.

And all the pieces fall right into place Getting caught up in a moment Lipstick on your face So it goes… I'm yours to keep And I'm yours to lose You know I'm not a bad girl, but I Do bad things with you So it goes…

Then smashcut to a hallway. Forest green wallpaper with a silver foil fleur-de-lis pattern (it’s catching the old-amber light just right). Hermione with her back up against it, Bella’s hands at the small of her waist, holding her there. Hermione’s dark purple-red lipstick smeared, arching, head back and Bella’s mouth at her throat. Hermione slowly drawing one knee up the outside of Bellatrix’s leg.

Met you in a bar All eyes on me, your illusionist All eyes on us

By the next fancy party things have started to shift, Hermione is finding her footing, finding her agency. While Bellatrix always had some modicum of respect for her, they’re now on equal ground, and Bella isn’t afraid to show reverence in public, and that kind of change in demeanor is bound to turn some heads. When Hermione says all eyes on us it’s less fearful, more voyeuristic. This time everyone is looking at the two of them together, not at Bellatrix as captor and her as trophy. She has power. Bellatrix is a magician (a word that is dark red and black, swirling wild and windy), where Hermione fashions herself an illusionist, a much fainter word, foggy grey and starlit.

I make all your gray days clear And wear you like a necklace I'm so chill, but you make me jealous But I got your heart Skippin', skip-skippin' when I'm gone 'Cause we break down a little But when I get you alone, it's so simple 'Cause baby, I know what you know We can feel it

Once Hermione has a grasp on this, the stability only grows. High heels, slinky walk, legs crossing over each other with each step, the slow camera pan up her calves. You know that heavy, bloody smell of red wine? Here they are equals, but she commands Bellatrix in a way the onlookers can’t see. There’s a tight-wrapped possessiveness. Strands of hair wound around your knuckles and paling your fingers.

And all the pieces fall right into place Getting caught up in a moment Lipstick on your face So it goes… I'm yours to keep And I'm yours to lose You know I'm not a bad girl, but I Do bad things with you So it goes…

Back to the chorus, but this time things are different. Now they rule together. All these people, the people that used to make Hermione’s stomach churn nervously, they mean nothing. Their gaze, their attention. It all means nothing. She’s not a bad girl, but...

Come here, dressed in black now So, so, so it goes Scratches down your back now So, so, so it goes

‘So it goes’ implies an inevitability. Flippant. However we got here, we’re here now. Also, if you want to get all literary (which, you know, why not), in Slaughterhouse-Five, Kurt Vonnegut would cap deaths with the phrase “so it goes”. In a way, ‘Mione’s old life (whatever that may be, in your own personal experience of this song) is gone. Does she mourn for it? Maybe, but the very physical action of scratching nails down Bellatrix’s back is a sort of burial, it grounds her here and now and not in memories of the past.

You did a number on me But, honestly, baby, who's counting? I did a number on you But, honestly, baby, who's counting? You did a number on me But, honestly, baby, who's counting? Who's counting? (One, two, three)

The whole pacing of the song changes here, a slowing, and a deliberate cadence. A tutting of a tongue. There’s a curling, tensing, edgy playfulness. This game is laced with the dangerous energy of Hermione’s very clear and intentional phrasing. And then it immediately lightens for the actual counting One Two Three like she’s shoving, smiling, and they build up and tip over into that next crashing chorus.

And all the pieces fall right into place Getting caught up in a moment Lipstick on your face So it goes… I'm yours to keep And I'm yours to lose You know I'm not a bad girl, but I I do bad things with you So it goes… Come here, dressed in black now So, so, so it goes Scratches down your back now So, so, so it goes Come here, dressed in black now So, so, so it goes Scratches down your back now So, so, so it goes

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Some people don't seem to be ready to decorate their homes in keeping with their tastes. You're ready to underwrite this sort of project if you're lucky enough. Learn more about wallpaper design for home. You might have an interest in interior design if you invest in art. One painting can make an area stand out and provide it with a way of purpose. The painting is often used as a tenet for decorating the rest of your room. However, the wallpaper design and pattern behind the painting play a crucial role. This blog brings wallpaper ideas that will make you an expert at selecting the designs, patterns and wallpaper shops near you. We travel around the world to bring you the most remarkable wallpaper ideas, go deep into our libraries to explore colors and patterns of wallpapers. And bring ideas for the most lovable walls to bring you the very latest interior trends.

Choosing the right wallpaper design and knowing how much to buy is tricky. Search for wallpapers shop near me hit the store and use these tips to shop for wallpapers with success.

Wallpaper Shades & Colours

The wallpaper pattern you choose can make a room appear larger, cosier, and brighter, and sometimes even hide the imperfection of the room. Taking a cue from colour can set the mood of the room. To make a space look bigger and the ceiling higher, pick cool-colour patterns of wallpapers, like blue, green or violet. These colours bring tranquillity. Intense colours look fresh and dramatic. Whereas, warm colour wallpaper designs for walls like shades of reds, yellows, and oranges make people feel warmer on the premises. People who live in colder climates prefer these shades of wallpapers and they also work well in rooms facing north. Remember, the more intense the colour, the better the enthusiasm it gives to a room.

Room Facing and Wallpapers

If it's a north-facing room or dark hallway or a room without windows, play with lights and look for wallpaper for walls that reflect light around the room. Like patterns with light shades and with gold leafing, silver leafing 3D panels. Also, take patterns with smooth surfaces into considerations as they reflect maximum light. Dark tints absorb light and make walls appear closer, resulting in a smaller room. Even textured wallpapers also make walls look darker.

Hide Imperfection with Perfect Wallpapers

If there is any damage to the walls, hide it with a textured pattern of the wallpaper. A perceived texture hides and camouflage imperfections of the wall or any architectural mistake. These textured patterns are tactile surfaces like string cloth, grass, burlap, fabric, foil, and vinyl. Other wallpaper patterns may look like wood, marble, leather and even animal skins. A layered design pattern of wallpapers for walls also creates a perception of texture. For more, keep reading our other wallpaper blogs.