natasza stark, beauty equals goodness: a warning
#obssessed with the idea of self as monster; of girls becoming monsters to keep up with the world of bitemarks and bruises#girls learn violence almost immediately; we cultivate it and keep it close to our hearts#because we are ultimately survivalists; kill or be killed#and everything in this world wants to kill us; with words or slurs or fists or swords#get there first and get there faster#own your narrative#if there is no space for you then carve one out by any means necessary (x)
Dear friend, if you were near I would give you bouquets of roses and skulls. I've left the fog, unfortunately, but there's wind here now, so it's not all bad. And how are you?
And such bouquets would be the finest of things – I would have simply no choice but to fill my room with them, delight in the combination constantly and wax poetic something chronic. As it is, hearing from you alone delights me as much as any such bouquet.
Wind is wonderful weather – I miss the howling of it through the hills – I am glad the loss of the fog did not leave you entirely bereft. I hope you are well and that the wind blows in good things for you.
As for myself, I am very well – still enjoying blistering days and cool, clear nights. I am replying to this just as I came in from stargazing and enjoying the night with the cat, as it happens. Come the weekend I am off with the family seeking the sea - no doubt I will have a hundred stories of the shenanigans that ensue to share with you soon.
(I still have not devised a tag for you – I was hoping to find some fitting line in a poem somewhere in my possession about friends, but it appears I do not in fact have any such poems. Inconvenient consequence of being such an unrepentantly unsentimental arse – alas.)
Beauty is nothing
but the beginning of terror, which we can still barely endure.
— Rainer Maria Rilke, excerpt from “The First Elegy”
Seung-Hwan Oh works and lives in Seoul, where he was born and raised until moving to New York where he studied film and photography at CUNY Hunter College. His work and practice stem from his interest and approach toward other disciplinary thoughts and ideas, from philosophy to sciences. His most recent work, exhibited at Zaha Museum, was inspired by the notion of the first advent of vision in life on earth, and his current work focuses on implementing microbial growth on film as a means to explore the impermanence of matter as well as the material limitations of photography.
Jeremy Knowles, discussing the complete lack of recognition Cecilia Payne gets, even today, for her revolutionary discovery. (via alliterate)
OH WAIT LEMME TELL YOU ABOUT CECILIA PAYNE.
Cecilia Payne’s mother refused to spend money on her college education, so she won a scholarship to Cambridge.
Cecilia Payne completed her studies, but Cambridge wouldn’t give her a degree because she was a woman, so she said fuck that and moved to the United States to work at Harvard.
Cecilia Payne was the first person ever to earn a Ph.D. in astronomy from Radcliffe College, with what Otto Strauve called “the most brilliant Ph.D. thesis ever written in astronomy.”
Not only did Cecilia Payne discover what the universe is made of, she also discovered what the sun is made of (Henry Norris Russell, a fellow astronomer, is usually given credit for discovering that the sun’s composition is different from the Earth’s, but he came to his conclusions four years later than Payne—after telling her not to publish).
Cecilia Payne is the reason we know basically anything about variable stars (stars whose brightness as seen from earth fluctuates). Literally every other study on variable stars is based on her work.
Cecilia Payne was the first woman to be promoted to full professor from within Harvard, and is often credited with breaking the glass ceiling for women in the Harvard science department and in astronomy, as well as inspiring entire generations of women to take up science.
Cecilia Payne is awesome and everyone should know her.
An embroidered and cutworked leather bodice with strass crystal and metal, from the spring/summer 2012 Atelier Versace collection
I like to think that Howl and Calcifer just sat down and had tea and a chat once in a while. You would too if your fireplace were a sentient fire demon. It’s one of the perks.
(Super late submission to ghibli jam, which I only found out about at 10PM last night (!) Process on twitter.)
we’d make a good jaeger pilot team, if you
catch my drift