Photographer Ann Sophie Lindström spent several months documenting  a group of horsemen in North Philadelphia who have been countering crime through their love for horses.  For more riveting photos of the equestrians of North Philly, here’s this week’s Spotlight essay from Emily Anne Epstein.

A stallion named Dusty rears up as Jamil Prattis, 25, leads him to the lot across from the Fletcher Street Stables, October 19, 2013. Jamil became involved with the horses when he was 12 years old, after he saw a group of urban cowboys riding through the streets of North Philadelphia. (Ann Sophie Lindström)

Jamil Prattis sits in front of his house on French Street, May 23, 2014. (Ann Sophie Lindström)

Stephfon Darnell Tolbert, 31, teases a pony named Harlem, making him rear up, October 2, 2013. Harlem is known for being aggressive when someone gets too close. (Ann Sophie Lindström

A horse is tied up in front of a vacant lot on Fletcher Street while horsemen clean the stalls, October 6, 2016. (Ann Sophie Lindström

Stable manager Edward E. Ward cuddles a horse named Maverick, September 29, 2013. (Ann Sophie Lindström

Tymeir Sanders, 17, stops by a friend’s house on West Harold Street while out on a ride with Rosie, June 1, 2014. (Ann Sophie Lindström

Stephfon Darnell Tolbert, 24, prepares feed for the horses, October 16, 2016. The horsemen have tack rooms where they keep supplies, feed, and hay. (Ann Sophie Lindström

Donnell Glenn takes Cash out for an evening walk, October 9, 2013. (Ann Sophie Lindström

Stevie Spann, 50, checks on the horses before closing the stable for the evening, August 22, 2014.  (Ann Sophie Lindström)

Jamil Prattis, Stevie Spann, and Nate Benson sit inside a horse trailer to escape the sun and smoke, May 25, 2014. (Ann Sophie Lindström)

There is no indoor arena at the Fletcher Stable, so the horsemen like use the vacant lot across the street to train their animals, October 6, 2013. (Ann Sophie Lindström

Romere Burch,13, rides bareback on a stallion named Ace N da Whole on Glennwood Avenue, October 3, 2013. (Ann Sophie Lindström


“Twelfth Night” by William Shakespeare

Shakespeare in the Park, 2009

Starring Raúl Esparza, Herb Foster, Anne Hathaway, Jay O. Sanders, Julie White, Hamish Linklater, David Pittu, Audra McDonald, Michael Cumpsty, Charles Borland, Stark Sands & Jon Patrick Walker


random headcanon that i really wanna implement (especially for the kidnapping arc):

when Logan, Roman, Virgil, and Patton first met in middle school they only knew Virgil as Anxiety cos that’s what bullies & teachers referred to him as. the three took “Anxiety,” and turned it into their own endearing nickname for him to make him feel better about it (also considering he refused to tell them his actual name) eventually Anxiety became Ann (or occasionally Annie) cos Ann is his middle name, and it seemed like an appropiate nickname for the name Anxiety. Logan calls him Ann the most. he’s always been the one to refer to him as that the most. sometimes on bad days it can upset the two of them for multiple reasons, but other times it comforts them, and brings them closer together. they think it’s a little weird that a simple nickname holds that much power over them, but they really wouldn’t have it any other way.

anonymous asked:

yes please expand on that hc I love it so much. As someone who went through taking back and claiming a nickname that used to trigger me and give me horrible attacks, I would love to see Virgil/Ann go through the same thing. It's so empowering to know that I went through that, even if it still sometimes sparks attacks

im so glad my version of Virgil is something you can relate to. that can be really comforting! and hey im really proud of for claiming the nickname 💛

tw for homophobic slur & bullying


why the nickname sometimes upsets them:

-In high school the old bullies + new ones found out Virgil started dating Logan & Roman and started to use Ann/Annie against him. their taunting was always something like, “You know Ann’s a girls name right? And you’re dating two guys? You really are a faggot.” and “Ya know, Annie. I think Anxiety suit you much better.” and “Heyyy guys it’s our buddy. How ya doing, /Ann?/” and “Oh no is little /Annie/ gonna cry? Better run to your boyfriends, fag.” Virgil tried his best to keep his favorite nickname just that. he really really tried to ignore their taunts. but it wasn’t that easy. so now every time his lovely boyfriends or best friend called him Ann he would flinch, and try to hide it. he refused to tell them for the longest time. eventually he decided enough was enough, and asked to talk to Logan alone.

why it comforts them sometimes:

-When Virgil got Logan alone he broke down. Logan did his best to console the hysterical boy, and asked, “Ann? Ann, baby what’s wrong?” which only made him feel worse. eventually his sobs subsided, and he was able to tell Logan everything. “T-Those stupid assholes started calling me A-Ann. I-I can’t have another name used against me. I really can’t, Lo..” Logan gently cupped his face in his hands as he said, “Listen to me, /Ann./ They’re not taking this name from you. I refuse to let them. This name is special, and they can’t ruin that. You will always, unless it truly does bother you, be my Ann.” Virgil looked up at him at this point as he asked, “Your Ann?” Logan smiled as he confirmed, “My. Ann. Roman’s Ann. Even Patton’s Ann. Our little Ann. Nothing can take that away from us. Especially not the imbeciles at school that can’t see your worth.” Virgil started to cry in Logan’s arms again, but happy tears this time.

so in conclusion: particularly bad days (i.e depressive episodes, heightened anxiety/panic attacks, general stress) make it hard to hear the name. any other time it makes Virgil feel safe, and loved. it comforts the other three knowing that even when times are tough they’ll always have their Ann. always.

The cast of All About Eve  (Joseph L. Mankiewicz, 1950). Left to Right: Gary Merrill, Bette Davis, George Sanders, Anne Baxter, Hugh Marlowe and Celeste Holm. Only Hugh and Celeste look like they’re really enjoying themselves.

The ladies are wearing dresses designed by Edith Head


Meet the “Teachers” of Bright Road (1953)

Top Photo - Standing: Libby Taylor and Louise Franklin; Seated: Jeni Le Gon, [?], and Vivian Dandridge

Bottom Photo - Foreground: Harry Belafonte (as the School Principal) and Dorothy Dandridge (as Jane Richards, star of the film); Background: [?] and [?]

I’m unable to put a names to the faces for the other actresses but at least two of them are included in IMDb’s credit list: Doris Ake and Willa Pearl Curtis

Bright Road is a film about Jane Richards’ (played by Dandridge) first year as a teacher at a rural Alabama schoolhouse. Ignoring warning from other teachers and the principal (played by Belafonte), Jane becomes determined to help the school’s “problem child” (played by Philip Hepburn) succeed academically.

The film also stars Barbara Ann Sanders (later known professionally as Barbara Randolph) and Maidie Norman.

You can watch the movie in parts on YouTube.

anonymous asked:

137 Logan and Patton

137. “We need groceries, not just junk food. You’re worse than the kids.”


ok ok im chill


“Dad, dad, dad!”

Logan stopped dead in his tracks to avoid hitting his overly excited eight year old son with the cart he had been pushing.

“Virgil, please be more careful. What is it?”

“Can we get candy? The big bags?”

“I don’t know, Virgil. All you eat is sugar. We need to get real food.”

Virgil’s face dropped, and his bottom lip jutted out in a pout. Logan almost felt bad. Almost.

“Where is your brother?”

Virgil’s pout immediately shifted to a look of guilt, like he was hiding something.

“Virgil.” Logan spoke in his stern warning tone to show Virgil that he was serious.

“He told me not to say anything!”

Virgil immediately slapped his hand over his mouth. Logan sighed, and turned to his husband Patton.

“Patton, dear. Can you go find our son? I fear he’s up to no good. As usual. Virgil seems to be acting as his distraction again.”

“That’s not true! He doesn’t need my help!”

“So, he is doing something?”

“Uhh, no! Bye dads!”

Virgil ran off in the direction of his brother before Logan could say anything else.

“Virgil Ann Sanders!”

Patton giggled and pressed a quick kiss to Logan’s cheek.

“Let him go, Lo. I’ll go after them.”

“They are insufferable little brats sometimes.”

“Aw, but you love them.”

“Of course. They’re ‘my’ insufferable little brats.”

“I’m gonna go rein them in.” Patton giggled once more then headed after the two boys.

Logan sighed, and continued to find the things on the shopping list.

A few minutes had gone by since Patton went after the boys, and they still hadn’t returned. Logan decided to go find them. He found them a few aisles over. The junk food aisle. Oh, boy.

“Dad!” Roman, their twelve year old son, yelled as he ran up to Logan. He had three bags of chips in his hands.

“What Roman?”

“Can we get these?” Roman asked gesturing to the chips.

“We can get one.”

Roman sighed, and placed one of the bags into the cart. He then ran back over to Patton, and Virgil. Logan smiled as he watched Roman put his little brother on his back, and carried him around.

His smile dropped as he watched Patton walk over carrying enough junk food to feed a small village.

“Patton. We need groceries, not just junk food. You’re worse than the kids.”

Patton giggled as he put the items into the cart then turned to hug Logan.

“Relax, Lo. We’ll get healthy snacks, and a good dinner. These are just snacks for our movie nights.”

Logan sighed, and wrapped his arms around Patton.

“Fine, but that’s all. Don’t let Virgil or Roman pick anything else out.”

“Okay, Mr. All Serious and No Fun let’s get out of this aisle then.”

Logan playfully glared down at Patton.

“Hey, I can be fun!”

Patton giggled, and pecked Logan on the lips.

“Prove it.”

“Patton, we’re in a grocery store. There’s not much I can do without looking like a complete fool, and disturbing the other shoppers.”

“A fun guy would do it anyway.”

Logan huffed in defeat.

“Fine. Stay with the cart.”

“What are you gonna..” Patton trailed off as he watched his husband walk over to their sons, and throw them over his shoulders. His heart swelled at all the squeals & giggles, and soon found himself giggling as well.

“Dad, why?!” Virgil squealed as he gripped onto Logan’s shirt for dear life.

“Put us down at once you peasant!” Roman groaned as he repeatedly hit Logan’s back.

“That’s King to you, my dear prince.” Logan laughed as he kneeled down, and let his boys slide off his shoulders.

Virgil giggled, and immediately clung to Logan’s legs. Roman huffed, and crossed his arms.

“I’m too old for that stuff..” Roman grumbled.

“You’re never too old for fun!” Patton exclaimed as he came over with the cart.

“Yeah, Princey. You have fun with me all the time!” Virgil spoke up.

“Do not!”

“Do too!”

Virgil let go of Logan, and faced his brother. Roman stared him down, and stuck his tongue out in a playful manner. Virgil returned the gesture.

“Okay, okay. Settle down, kiddos. We have to finish shopping. Let’s go!” Patton interjected as he grabbed Virgil’s hand, and pulled him away.

“Come on, Ro.”

Logan and Roman caught up with the others, and continued shopping.

A few hours later the family returned home, ate dinner, and were now sprawled out on the couch watching Disney movies. All the junk food they had picked out laid abandoned on the table.

Logan looked over to see Roman asleep on Patton’s shoulder, who was also asleep, then down to see Virgil asleep across all of their laps. He smiled at the sight, and ran his fingers through Virgil’s hair.

Eventually he adjusted himself to a more comfortable position, and lost himself in his thoughts. His family could be a little too silly at times, but seeing them smile, and being with them in moments like this made it all worth it.

lol this is shit but i tried. also yeah i made Virgil’s middle name Ann cos that’s one of the headcanon names/nicknames i was lowkey trash for lmao plus i just think “Virgil Ann Sanders” works really well. it’s cute imo