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With cheap disposable crud everywhere, it's so gratifying to fix broken things.
This is one of my current mending projects. Worn through elbows and cuffs and a lot of fairly threadbare fabric, but I love a challenge!
#visiblemending #workinprogress #darning #repair #reducewaste #sustainableliving #lovedclotheslast
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Sunrise sketch in watercolour. This is the view at daybreak on the island. I could never tire of this:)
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The window was one of seven windows which formed a larger piece. They were made for a Norse-themed mansion ordered by the American heiress Catharine L. Wolfe who was the richest unmarried woman in America.
The mansion was sold and redesigned which led to the windows being dismantled and sold🤦♂️. The other panels are now missing and only this one is accounted for.
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Although the other panels are missing, the designs still exist, so we know what they looked like. Also the artist Brian James Waugh painted what the Odin panel could have looked like.
The window was one of seven windows which formed a larger piece. They were made for a Norse-themed mansion ordered by the American heiress Catharine L. Wolfe who was the richest unmarried woman in America.
The mansion was sold and redesigned which led to the windows being dismantled and sold🤦♂️. The other panels are now missing and only this one is accounted for.
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C.S. Lewis, a special kind of longing

ALT In a sense a child does not long for fairy land as a boy longs to be the hero of the first eleven. Does anyone suppose that he really and prosaically longs for all the dangers and discomforts of a fairy tale?—really wants dragons in contemporary England? It is not so. It would be much truer to say that fairy land arouses a longing for he knows not what. It stirs and troubles him (to his life-long enrichment) with the dim sense of something beyond his reach and, far from dulling or emptying the actual world, gives it a new dimension of depth. He does not despise real woods because he has read of enchanted woods: the reading makes all real woods a little enchanted. This is a special kind of longing.
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mythological themes always bring out the best in artists. Botticelli's Venus, Michelangelo's David, Cellini's Perseus...artists do their best work when they visualize the mysterious world of the mythic
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229 years ago.
The first parachute descent from a balloon was performed in Paris on October 22, 1797.
The thought of a parachute apparently came to André-Jacques Garnerin while he was held by the Austrians as a prisoner of war, as one potential way to escape.
His 7 m-wide parachute had rigid ribs, folded up like an umbrella, and had a basket beneath it.
More ⬇️
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In Latin, this says “The head of St. Cecilia, virgin and martyr from Rome.”
St. Cecilia is the patron saint of music and musicians. The reliquary containing what is believed to be her skull is kept behind the small golden door in this shrine on the island of Torcello, in the Venetian lagoon.
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Texturing a curved knee brace with a foot adze. The straight sections I dress with a broad axe. This is for a local timber framer here in Maine.
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Even in the periods of deep gloom and sorrow, it is human nature for the spirit to demand the sustenance of beauty.
This is why the Art Deco beauty posting continues until morale improves
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1,176 years ago, the first automatic music player was invented by the Banu Musa brothers.
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Something strange has happened to architecture.
We live in the wealthiest, most technologically advanced period in human history. Yet we spend billions constructing buildings that people may want to demolish within a generation.
And then we spend billions more traveling to places like France, where people built things centuries ago that we still consider beautiful.
How did we become so good at building, yet so uncertain about what is worth building?
To understand what we've lost, let's look at France























































