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Sep 28, 2009 10:23pm
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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.’”

Jenny Lewis



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Sep 22, 2009 10:00pm
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)

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)



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Sep 21, 2009 10:45pm
Exhibit Box #1-F
Photo by Nina Leen

Via LIFE

Exhibit Box #1-F

Photo by Nina Leen



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Sep 21, 2009 3:16pm
Cafe De L’Enfer - Hell’s Café
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 Todayby W.C. Morrow & Edouard Cucuel (London, 1899)
more images here

Big thanks to Eleanor

Cafe De L’Enfer - Hell’s Café

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



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Sep 21, 2009 9:20am
de’Vine
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?”
The Year of Creation


Thanks to liquidnight

de’Vine

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?”

The Year of Creation



Thanks to liquidnight



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Sep 19, 2009 10:21pm
Audrey Totter
(photographer unkown)

Audrey Totter

(photographer unkown)



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Sep 19, 2009 10:08pm
Poster for Dracula
(designer unknown)

Poster for Dracula

(designer unknown)



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Sep 19, 2009 9:55pm
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

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



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Sep 18, 2009 6:05pm
Girl & Lamb, 1946
Photo by Nickolas Muray 

Via ilikeoldthings

Girl & Lamb, 1946

Photo by Nickolas Muray



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Sep 18, 2009 7:48am
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

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



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Sep 17, 2009 9:02am
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

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



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Sep 17, 2009 8:51am
Girl dressed like a bee
(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

Girl dressed like a bee

(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



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Sep 15, 2009 10:52pm
Via Married to the Sea - 10/09

Via Married to the Sea - 10/09



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Sep 13, 2009 3:45pm
(photographer unknown)
“Beautiful Girl in Red Dress, tintype, ca. 1870”
Via Paul Cava Fine Art

(photographer unknown)

“Beautiful Girl in Red Dress, tintype, ca. 1870”

Via Paul Cava Fine Art



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Sep 13, 2009 3:32pm
Roald Dahl
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

Roald Dahl

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



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