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poliphiloSad thoughts are such fun. No really they are. Especially thoughts of death.
Why else would one be a goth? Or watch autopsies on TV? Or fetishize Heath Ledger's Joker?
Death absolves us of responsibility. Death stops the pain. Death is the comforter.
I have four little pots of bubble mixture lined up on my work station. Bubbles are symbols of mortality.
Poussin's Dance To The Music of Time is a 17th century Vanitas painting. It's all about the brevity of human life and the vanity of human wishes. The dancers represent the seasons- whirling round so fast. And check out the miserable little kid in the bottom left hand corner with the bubble pipe.
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My pots of bubble mixture were handed out at weddings. They're in the shape of a three-tiered wedding cake with a heart on top. Ha!
If I'm feeling discouraged I take time out to blow bubbles. It never fails to cheer me up.
Why else would one be a goth? Or watch autopsies on TV? Or fetishize Heath Ledger's Joker?
Death absolves us of responsibility. Death stops the pain. Death is the comforter.
I have four little pots of bubble mixture lined up on my work station. Bubbles are symbols of mortality.
Poussin's Dance To The Music of Time is a 17th century Vanitas painting. It's all about the brevity of human life and the vanity of human wishes. The dancers represent the seasons- whirling round so fast. And check out the miserable little kid in the bottom left hand corner with the bubble pipe.
. My pots of bubble mixture were handed out at weddings. They're in the shape of a three-tiered wedding cake with a heart on top. Ha!
If I'm feeling discouraged I take time out to blow bubbles. It never fails to cheer me up.
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Date: 2008-08-02 07:14 pm (UTC)For some reason he's well represented in British collections. I guess he appealed to the classical taste of 17th and 18th century British aristos. The National Gallery has several masterpieces. This one happens to be in London's very wonderful Wallace Collection.