#wine vessel

[artifacts-archive]

Wine Vessel (Gu)

Chinese, 12th-11th century BCE (Shang dynasty)

The gu (wine vessel) was one of the forms cast in bronze for ritual purposes during the Bronze Age (ca. 1600–300 BCE). Used to hold wine, it stood on a ritual altar as part of an ensemble including other bronze vessel shapes.

[faaun]

what draws you back to your country what draws you back to your land when i was a kid i told myself if i ever left iran i'd never go back 2 years into living in the UK i started looking at news on iran again 10 years in and i visited it for the first time again and today i heard an iranian mother talk in farsi to her child on the train to london the way my mother used to and i wanted to cry i wanted to ask her whether they're still cutting the mountaintops whether the lakes are still drying today i showed the person i was with pictures of waterfalls and palaces and forests and snow-white north something odd pulls me back with increasing force i can't ignore it ever again

[madmonksandmaenads]

I think I could make a Dr. Pepper wine. This is my hamartia.

[moonchild-in-blue]

When Vessel said "But I'll be full of the love you want, no matter what, forevermore", and "With my love as your garden, won't you fall for me? I am yours in the end so won't you fall for me", and "Pull me beneath the surface, deep into your love", and, "I am certain you and I are crashing course, driven by a holy force", and "Will you levitate? Up where my love doesn't matter? Where I won't reach you?", and "I'd turn my walls to gold to bring you home again", and "I'm still your favourite regret, you're still my weapon of choosing", and "I'm losing my faith in our lives apart", and "And we go beyond the farthest reaches", and "Well I believe, somewhere in the past, something was between you and I, my dear", and "In turning divine, we tangle endlessly like lovers entwined", and-

[newborn-vessel]

The Universe's silliest guy: Suffrin

[elkkiel]

I would like to give Vessel a little kiss between all 6 of his eyes and tell him how proud I am of how far he's come. and then let him nerd out about Halo lore because I think he would enjoy that

[blueiscoool]

An inscribed bronze ritual wine vessel Late Shang dynasty

[thatshowthingstarted]

Vessel with two feet, Northern Iran - 1000-800 BC

A tall vessel with an oval, almost bag-like body, a somewhat elongated neck with an everted rim and a pair of narrow curving handles that spring from the oblique shoulder to the neck.

The lower portion of the vessel splits into two legs with well-modeled feet. Details such as ankle bones and the arch of each foot are rendered by modeled forms rather than incised lines.

The overall effect is that of a wine- or waterskin rather than a ceramic vessel. It is likely that this association was intentional- as the light porous ceramic body of the vessel allows water to evaporate slowly through the sides, thus slightly cooling the remaining contents.

Earthenware - 18⅞"x 7¾" ((48 x 19.5 cm),

Courtesy: Brooklyn Museum

[raining-tulips]

sometimes the words just don’t stop

[jamesthewineguy]

If you are buying nice wines how about good drinking vessels to enjoy those fine wines!

[size-two-shrimp]

My Eternity by Vanelily is so Gabrielcore

[echidnana]

some creatures from the national palace museum :)

[leviathan6116]

A Polychromed Terracotta Bhairava Libation Vessel, Nepal, 15th century

[nezuscribe]

part one

ok imagine it’s one of those nights that you’re down at the dining hall eating dinner, unsure if you should say something to your supposed husband, gojo.

it’s been a couple of weeks that you’ve started eating together, and you’re not sure what spurred his change of heart.

you talk a lot when it’s awkward or when you’re trying to fill a silence and so you let it slip that it was never supposed to be him you married.

“what?” he said, his fork raised midair as you blink owlishly at his confusion.

“what?” you parrot back, taking a sip of some wine as his bright blue eyes stare back intently at yours. he’s so pretty that it’s unfair.

“what do you mean?” he leans forward a bit, his fingers locking in front of him, “who else would you have married?”

your tongue clicks against the roof of your moth as you shrug in embarrassment, laughing uncomfortably. your mother (though she hates it when you call her that, not wanting to be associated with the bastard daughter her husband, your father, brought back all those years ago) would be livid if she heard of your slip up.

“oh, nothing, um, i don’t even know what i was talking about,” you chuckle lowly, moving some peas around on your plate.

you can still feel his burning stare on the side of your head, knowing that he won’t stop until you tell him.

“it’s nothing, really,” you mutter, glancing up to look at him, “but before this proposal came i was supposed to marry this other…man,” you wince thinking of the man who initially proposed to you, his slimy smile, the way he looked at you like nothing more than a vessel to carry his heir.

“who?” gojo presses, not noticing the way his jaw was clenching or subconsciously looking at the gold ring around your finger, one he haphazardly picked, but now wonders what it would look like if another man wed you.

why is he so jealous?

he already knows the answer, the time he heard you crying to your maid seated into his memory. he’s not sure why he wants you to say it, why he even wants to hear it.

you swallow thickly, heat rising to your cheeks as you glance over at gojo.

“naoya…naoya zenin? i dont know if you’ve heard-”

“i know naoya,” gojo said curtly, watching the way you cringed at his tone.

a heavy beat of silence washed over the two of you.

“are you happy you didn’t marry him?” gojo asks suddenly, poking at this question that’s been suffocating him for nearly a month.

you tilt your head slightly, your eyes piercing his, squinting as you try to gauge what he’s feeling at the moment. he notices that you do that a lot, especially with him.

“are you happy you married me?” you counter, and watch as a his eyes shift, darkening for a second as he glances away from you.

happy? he’s not sure. he’s rarely been truly happy in his life, everything he’s done has had a purpose, even this marriage served a purpose, but he’s more than glad you didn’t marry that zenin.

but he takes too long to answer, watching the small sad smile that overtakes your face, confirming the thoughts you’ve been riddled with since you married him.

you excuse yourself for the night.

gojo stays in his seat, twirling his ring around his finger.

fuck.

[sarishim]

"Gabe. Gabe. Gabe. Ocean hedgehog hunting?"

“Sure; Not like they're gonna hurt us.”

[foundationsofdecay]

alright okay you know that "oooooor maybe make a good girl BAAAAD" line still baffles me but i've decided that the two interpretations I can go with are 1) femme vessel talking about herself or 2) he is such a brat that any partner of his must by extension either be or become a brat tamer