Humans are the only animal that blushes, laughs, has religion, wages war, and kisses with lips. So in a way, the more you kiss with lips, the more human you are. And the more you wage war.
Noah Wilson - Our Land (2013)
"The photographs in this series use landscape imagery appropriated from an archive of early 20th century negatives that I acquired… Many of the negatives depict scenes from our National and State Parks, as well as numerous other locations throughout the American West. These negatives have a nitrocellulose base (a medium used between 1889-1930s, but replaced in the 1920s by Kodak ‘Safety Film’ because of its proclivity to decay and self-combust). Due to the unstable nature of this film, the negatives exist in various stages of deterioration and distress.
I used a flatbed scanner and sunlight as a backlighting source to record both the surface of the negatives and the photographic image held within. Depending on the quality of the sunlight (diffused or direct), I capture a different interpretation of the negative with each scan, and I build the images out of multiple scans to create a composite that portrays the place that was photographed as well as the degradation of the medium.”
The most intimate sign of affection you can show to someone is giving them your undivided attention. I think that’s incredibly rare.
Three Versions of Judith Beheading Holofernes:
Valentine de Boulogne (1591-1632)
Artemisa Gentileschi (1593-1653)
i want to point out that the Gentileschi version(s, she did two) are the only ones in which Judith looks like she’s something other than a detached model, and also the only ones in which she looks like she and her maid have actual physical strength which they are using effectively to subdue a large and struggling man. also the only version of the painting in which she could conceivably be using a sword with the proper direction and force to cut through a neck: fist anchored in hair/beard, using the full force of her body to cut away from herself, as opposed to the other paintings in which the judiths are daintily trying to saw towards themselves. i am not sure she’d be able to get through the spinal column even like that but it’s better than the other two. the top caravaggio is especially bad, while the boulogne at least has the possibility of being a landed, full-armed swing.
artemisia’s father, Orazio, did another dumb version of the other popular scene from this story, where they conceal the head and escape together:
what are they looking for? aliens? is this the renaissance equivalent of smell the fart acting?
here’s artemisia’s bitchin version where judith slings her damn sword over her shoulder like a badass
oh also another thing? artemisia used herself as the model for judith, and her own rapist as the model for holofernes. ~no scrubs~