museum director

Sterek museum AU where Derek Hale is the director of the Beacon Hills Museum and the local expert in the fields of anthology and archaeology. 

Originally posted by hobrien

Stiles is the enthusiastic college student who visits the museum almost every other day, studying among the exhibits and looking for job openings.

Originally posted by stvlinski

Derek dismisses him at first, but then one day, Stiles accidentally leaves his study notes at the museum and Derek finds then when he’s doing a final sweep of the museum. Curious about what Stiles is studying and why he’s so intent on being at the museum, he takes a look inside and finds a mix of notes from entomology to archaeology. All the notes are really in depth, colour coded and at a level of study that should be beyond a college student. He hates to admit it, but he’s impressed.

The next day, Stiles comes bustling in and Derek is waiting for him at the front desk. 

“I don’t know about job offers,” Derek says, offering Stiles back his thick book of study notes. “But if you’re looking for a supervisor for your dissertation, I’d be happy to take you on.” 

Originally posted by peoplealwaysleave-99

anonymous asked:

As I am an artist and you are I think an art curator (do I have that correct?) can you describe Ben in art historical terms for me? <3

what a fantastic question but sorry for the delay in replying… ok well in summary, and obv in my view, it’s almost as if BC is the culmination of 2000 years of western art :-)

his body shape particularly reminds me of the mid-Classical (600 - 480 BC) kouros sculptures with their perfectly triangular torso; yet his body to me also has the slightly disproportionate features of Michelangelo’s David. That iconic sculpture has exaggerated hands and face in order to look in proportion when viewed from below. Weirdly BC has almost the same disproportion…(this amazing comparison image courtesy of, and made by @theyankeeanglophiliac

His attenuated hands remind me also of Bronzino; attenuated, almost mannerist. As if they are an artist’s whimsy rather than merely biological.

And his ever-changing face at times seems ethereal and otherworldly; as if he combines the High Renaissance style of Tosini and Botticelli but also with the really modern, quite provocative joli-laid angles of Egon Schiele and Modigliani.

sorry this is hurriedly written and not thought out in a very elegant way but…. that’s my view :-)  

[oh and yes i am an art curator by training, currently a museum director x]

The Parisian Dossier (Eggsy Unwin x Reader)

Fandom: Kingsman: The Secret Service
Pairing: Eggsy Unwin x Reader
Word Count: 4,353
Summary: You and Eggsy are sent on a mission in Paris to stop the assassination of a museum director. The two of you have worked together before, but this time Merlin requires that the two of you pose as newlyweds. Along the way there are several death threats, several art museums, and maybe even something along the lines of actual love.
A/N: I don’t own anything and this wasn’t edited, so any errors are mine. All French phrases are translated at the bottom of the story!

It suddenly occurs to you that, were Merlin not physically barring you from it, you could actually kill Eggsy.

Scanning the room quickly, you can think of at least 3 painless methods of execution and 17 incredibly painful ones. 

You wonder if the stylus in Merlin’s grasp could be sharpened fast enough to stab Eggsy in the throat.

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À Triomphe - BTS AU

AU:  Art Thief!Bangtan

Description: You are a curator at one of the many museums in Paris, and have finally earned the bosses trust.  But after a strange meeting with a new coworker and his friends, you begin receiving messages from an unknown party.

Part: Eight / Seven / Six / Five / Four / Three / Two / One

Warnings: Swearing, Smut (Pet Play, Choking, Hair Pulling, Exhibitionism), Violence.

There is a scene in which a character has a mental breakdown.  Read at your own risk.

Originally posted by jimin-bts-trashs

Taehyung dragged his hand across the hood of the car, sauntering to your door.  He placed a hand in his pocket as he opened your side.  “You ready for this, baby?” he provoked you, a wry grin forming.  You rolled your eyes, evading to look at him as a smile, to your dismay, crept onto your face.  Taehyung reached out for your hand, helping you out from the car before closing the door behind you.  He pressed his palm against your hip, pulling you closer.  You shot him a dirty glare, leaving Taehyung to scoff as he snapped back.  “We need to make this relationship believable.  Besides, you’re starting to grow on me.”  

Taehyung, teasingly, bit his lip as he winked, giving you a small push forward to the entrance of the Louvre.

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On Puerto Rico’s southwestern corner, the sleepy seaside town of Guanica is where, nearly 120 years ago, the U.S. relationship with the island began during the Spanish-American War. The town’s museum director, Francisco Rodriguez, takes visitors to the town’s waterfront where the invasion began. In Spanish he says, “This is Guanica Bay, where the American troops commanded by General Nelson Miles landed on July 25, 1898.” At the site, a stone marker engraved by the 3rd Battalion of the U.S. Army commemorates the invasion.

Nearly 19 years after the invasion, President Wilson signed the Jones-Shafroth Act, granting citizenship to people born on the island. But it’s a limited form of citizenship. The law puts Puerto Rico under federal control but doesn’t allow the island voting representation in Congress. Residents also can’t vote for president. That law started a debate that continues today over what exactly the island’s relationship with the U.S. should be. And now in Puerto Rico, there’s a new push to fix what many see it as a deeply-flawed relationship.

Puerto Ricans Reflect On A Century Of (Limited) Citizenship

Photo: Greg Allen/NPR

During World War II masses of American women went to work across this great nation, many entering the workforce for the first time. Women took on new roles and sometimes assumed those of their husbands, and they didn’t always receive the same recognition, job title, or salary as their male counterparts. At the Brooklyn Museum, both Isabella S. Roberts, acting Director from 1943-1946, and Caroline Keck, Advising Conservator from 1943-1945*, successfully stepped into their husband’s roles at the Museum during World War II, breaking the glass ceiling so to speak.

With my background in race and gender in 19th and 20th century America, I am fascinated by these women and their story. What I find most interesting, is that in June 1943, the Museum’s Governing Committee voted to pay Sheldon Keck half his salary while he was away from the Museum in World War II. In January 1944 Isabella Roberts recommended that this portion of the salary be paid to Carolina Keck instead. In addition, it was decided that the salary Sheldon Keck was being paid would be discontinued. Although Caroline Keck was not paid the full salary, it’s significant that Isabella Roberts went up to bat for Caroline Keck. Would the same decision have been made if the acting Director was not a woman? One can only speculate!

Posted by Jennifer Neal
Photo Brooke Baldeschwiler

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A photograph of Yukio Mishima posing in his Martyrdom of Saint Sebastian and a letter he wrote to Jan Von Adlmann, an American art museum director, 1967-1970. 

Altea: The Lost Empire Chapter 1

Here we go! @show-your-fandom-side

 @futureblackpaladin (can you find the little easter egg i put in for you?)

*This diverges from the movie a little bit, okay? Keith makes it to the meeting, so this happens instead of what happens in the movie. Enjoy! *

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anonymous asked:

Pls imagine wondercoldwave and their strange courting. Two thieves attempting to woo her with stolen artifacts and good food. Because jewelry is kid of useless but old relics? Or Weapons? Ah yes perfect gifts. (And also a little bit of jewelry.)

I love this pairing. I love this pairing SO MUCH words don’t even. Like, I have a million other things to be writing but I dropped everything to write this. 



It was Lisa’s fault.

Well, okay, that’s a lie. Lisa wasn’t even there.

But she had finally graduated high school, turned eighteen and gone off to college with a handful of scholarships and all the money Len and Mick had stolen for her in a giant fuck-up of a job, which had encouraged them both to head for more forgiving climes for a while. They’d gone to the Caribbean, first, but then Len had played a few too many card games with some Family guys down there and now he might or might not own an island but he certainly wouldn’t last long if he stayed there.

So they go to Europe.

Nice, proper European tour. Why not?

Because Leonard fucking Snart, that’s why not.

“It’s the Louvre,” that’s what he said. “We have to!”

“We won’t be able to fence anything we get,” Mick pointed out.

“But it’s the Louvre!”

And so they’d broken in there. Mostly just for kicks.

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“So what now for the great lady adventurer?” Sully slipped a few of the gold coins into his bag while Effie pretended not to notice.

“Well, I need to get all the information back to the museum, and then the director said I could work with them once they’ve recovered everything; I can help with creating the information boards and panels for when it’s eventually displayed in the museum itself. And they’ll write a journal article about it too so I’ll do some interviews for that. We’ll have our names attached to it forever - Dormer and Jones! What do you think?”

He grinned at her. “Sounds good to me.”

She scuffed the worn toe of her boot against the ground, suddenly interested in the scarred grooves in the stone. “What are you going to do, Sully? Where will you go?”

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 This past week, a lucky group of 134 people had the privilege to witness the elusive Aurora Australis, or the Southern Lights. The Australis is typically very difficult to see since the South Pole is so remote that the lights have to travel great distances to reach the nearest municipalities in Australia and New Zealand (unlike in the North).
 That’s why the lucky group of travellers decided to find a way around this problem - through flight. By flying an airplane to the South Pole for the sole purpose of seeing the lights (which cost around $3,000 to $6,000 for the privilege), they were able to experience this rare phenomenon.
 This flight was in all due to the diligence of Otago Museum Director Ian Griffin. “I thought it was absolutely brilliant,” Griffin said. “We were right under it. There were beautiful streamers, auroral streamers. This green-colored stuff that moves quickly, it looks like you’re looking into a green, streaky river.”

Read more about this fascinating story at:–the-southern-lights/2017/03/24/451ca2de-1051-11e7-aa57-2ca1b05c41b8_story.html