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“‘I’ve consistently tried to create an alternate reality,’ she says. ‘I’m removed in my real life, and unable to express certain things face to face. So I have always found myself in this fantasy world. That’s why I started writing songs and stories from a very young age. I’d much rather walk around anonymously cooking up tales than face the people that I have known forever.’”
Jenny Lewis
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(photographer unknown)
“‘I’ve consistently tried to create an alternate reality,’ she says. ‘I’m removed in my real life, and unable to express certain things face to face. So I have always found myself in this fantasy world. That’s why I started writing songs and stories from a very young age. I’d much rather walk around anonymously cooking up tales than face the people that I have known forever.’”
The Eagle Has Risen: Stellar Spire in the Eagle Nebula
A billowing tower of gas and dust rises from the stellar nursery known as the Eagle Nebula. This small piece of the Eagle Nebula is 57 trillion miles long (91.7 trillion km).
Credit: NASA, ESA, and The Hubble Heritage Team (STScI/AURA)
Photograph by H. C. Ellis
”’..we will explore hell.’ Mr. Thomkins seemed too weak, or unresisting, or apathetic to protest. His face betrayed a queer mixture of emotion, part suffering, part revulsion, part a sort of desperate eagerness for more.
We passed through a large, hideous, fanged, open mouth in an enormous face from which shone eyes of blazing crimson. Curiously enough, it adjoined heaven, whose cool blue lights contrasted strikingly with the fierce ruddiness of hell. Red-hot bars and gratings through which flaming coals gleamed appeared in the walls within the red mouth. A placard announced that should the temperature of this inferno make one thirsty, innumerable bocks might be had at sixty-five centimes each. A little red imp guarded the throat of the monster into whose mouth we had walked; he was cutting extraordinary capers, and made a great show of stirring the fires. The red imp opened the imitation heavy metal door for our passage to the interior, crying, - ‘Ah, ah, ah! still they come! Oh, how they will roast!’ Then he looked keenly at Mr. Thomkins. It was interesting to note how that gentleman was always singled out by these shrewd students of humanity. This particular one added with great gusto, as he narrowly studied Mr. Thomkins, ‘Hist! ye infernal whelps; stir well the coals and heat red the prods, for this is where we take our revenge on earthly saintliness!’ ‘Enter and be damned, - the Evil One awaits you!’ growled a chorus of rough voices as we hesitated before the scene confronting us.”
from Bohemian Paris of Today
by W.C. Morrow & Edouard Cucuel (London, 1899)
more images here
Big thanks to Eleanor
Painting by Daniel Peacock
“I’m always going for trickery (…) or a multi-dimensional thing. It might be a private joke that just never translates, you know?”
Thanks to liquidnight
Still from Simple Men
(photographer unknown)
“Disaffected suburban cowboys, who might have stumbled out of a Sam Shepherd play or taken leave from a Raymond Carver story, they lurch around laconically, making gnomic remarks which seek to explain the universe concisely.”
From a review by Adrian Gargett
Pilot Wm. C. Hopson, U.S. Mail Service Winter Flying Clothing
Omaha, Nebraska, ca. 1926
(photographer unknown)
“Airplane pilots were celebrities in the 1920s. This mail service pilot posed in an outfit that not only emphasized his suit’s advantages for open cockpit flying and his status as a risk-taking adventurer, but that underscored his masculine good looks.
National Archives, Records of the Post Office Department (28-MS-6E-1)”
The Way We Worked - Photographs from The National Archives
Big thank you to Uncertain Times
Bud Cort and Ruth Gordon
(photographer unknown)
“In Minneapolis, a few years after its release, Bud and Ruth Gordon came to support the success there of Harold and Maude”
Photo via The Unofficial Bud Cort Fan Site
(photographer unknown)
Wildflower Preservation Society, Illinois Chapter, 1902
3 1/2 x 4 inch hand-colored glass lantern slide
Flower Children via The Field Museum Library
Part of the Illinois Urban Landscapes Project
(photographer unknown)
“Beautiful Girl in Red Dress, tintype, ca. 1870”
Photo by Carl Van Vechten
“We always say to scriptwriters and directors that they should look at the original manuscript. There are five manuscripts for each book at least.” They are also taken into the little hut in the garden where Dahl wrote. “I think it’s very inspirational. How do you write an adaptation of anything without seeing the source? Tim Burton burst into tears. When I said to him, ‘Why do you want to make a film of James and the Giant Peach?’ he said, ‘It was the only book that gave me any hope as a child’.”
Liccy says: “It’s very important on both sides. For them to feel the original manuscripts and the way it was written and for us to feel them.” By “us” does she also mean Roald? “He’s still here.” Does she feel him in the house? “Yes, yes, yes,” she says quietly.
Via Times Online: Roald Dahl’s widow, Liccy, recalls her life with the real BFG
