silk-city

What witch, Andromeda, addled your wits?
Some farm-girl with her faded calico
Dragging in the dust. This season,
Hemlines skim slim ankle-bones
And we wear silk
In the city.
—  Sappho, Fragment 57. Trans. Anita George
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Plant of the Day

Friday 3 February 2017

Forming a bicycle storage canopy in Cambridge is the large vigorous, evergreen shrub Garrya elliptica ‘James Roof’ (silk tassel). The leathery dark green leaves can seem rather dark in the landscape but this male cultivar produces dramatic drooping grey-green catkins up to 20cm in length in late winter. This is a tolerant shrub which will grow in well-drained soil in full sun or partial shade.

Jill Raggett

Collection’s Highlight: Two Piece Red and Cream Colored Dress

*SWOON* that is all. 

Bodice, ca 1885, silk, L: 27in. The Fenimore Art Museum, Cooperstown, New York, gift of Mrs. Walter J. Green and Charles Childs, N0128.1951a. 

Skirt, ca 1885, silk, L: 43 in. The Fenimore Art Museum, Cooperstown, New York, gift of  Mrs. Walter J. Green and Charles Childs, N0128.1951b. 

Collections Highlight: Two piece, Red and Cream Dress

Bodice, ca 1885, silk, L: 27in. The Fenimore Art Museum, Cooperstown, New York, gift of Mrs. Walter J. Green and Charles Childs, N0128.1951a.

Skirt, ca 1885, silk, L: 43 in. The Fenimore Art Museum, Cooperstown, New York, gift of  Mrs. Walter J. Green and Charles Childs, N0128.1951b.

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  Viserys came upon her as sudden as a summer storm, his horse rearing beneath him as he reined up too hard. “You dare!” he screamed at her. “You give commands to me? To me?” He vaulted off the horse, stumbling as he landed. His face was flushed as he struggled back to his feet. He grabbed her, shook her. “Have you forgotten who you are? Look at you. Look at you!”

   Dany did not need to look. She was barefoot, with oiled hair, wearing Dothraki riding leathers and a painted vest given her as a bride gift. She looked as though she belonged here. Viserys was soiled and stained in city silks and ringmail.

   He was still screaming. “You do not command the dragon. Do you understand? I am the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, I will not hear orders from some horselord’s slut, do you hear me?” His hand went under her vest, his fingers digging painfully into her breast. “Do you hear me?”

   Dany shoved him away, hard.

   Viserys stared at her, his lilac eyes incredulous. She had never defied him. Never fought back. Rage twisted his features. He would hurt her now, and badly, she knew that.

   Crack.

   The whip made a sound like thunder. The coil took Viserys around the throat and yanked him backward. He went sprawling in the grass, stunned and choking. The Dothraki riders hooted at him as he struggled to free himself. The one with the whip, young Jhogo, rasped a question. Dany did not understand his words, but by then Irri was there, and Ser Jorah, and the rest of her khas. “Jhogo asks if you would have him dead, Khaleesi,” Irri said.

   “No,” Dany replied. “No.”

   Jhogo understood that. One of the others barked out a comment, and the Dothraki laughed. Irri told her, “Quaro thinks you should take an ear to teach him respect.”

   Her brother was on his knees, his fingers digging under the leather coils, crying incoherently, struggling for breath. The whip was tight around his windpipe.

  “Tell them I do not wish him harmed,” Dany said.

  Irri repeated her words in Dothraki. Jhogo gave a pull on the whip, yanking Viserys around like a puppet on a string. He went sprawling again, freed from the leather embrace, a thin line of blood under his chin where the whip had cut deep.

   “I warned him what would happen, my lady,” Ser Jorah Mormont said. “I told him to stay on the ridge, as you commanded.”

  “I know you did,” Dany replied, watching Viserys. He lay on the ground, sucking in air noisily, red-faced and sobbing. He was a pitiful thing. He had always been a pitiful thing. Why had she never seen that before? There was a hollow place inside her where her fear had been.

Daenerys III, A Game of Thrones.

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“AS A TEENAGER, CINDY MOON WAS BITTEN BY THE SAME SPIDER THAT BIT PETER PARKER, GIVING HER POWERS SIMILAR TO THOSE OF THE AMAZING SPIDER-MAN: POWERS OF ADHESION, A UNIQUE PRECOGNITIVE AWARENESS OF DANGER, AND THE ABILITY TO WEAVE SPIDERWEBS FROM HER FINGERTIPS. SHE NOW SWINGS THROUGH THE SKIES OF NEW YORK CITY AS SILK.” - Silk issue 1

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“Reach” by Lil’ Mo’ Yin Yang (1995)

This little heart thumpa is a classic. Snatched it after I heard it played in a little Philly spot called Silk City. I first heard the genius of DJ Dozia and King Britt there and have been a big fan ever since.

Shout out to Silk City, Palmer, Evolution and Black Banana crews

Silk City Master Post

Hello! If you are reading this then that means for a second there you were mildly interested in what Silk City is. Well, let me take a moment to tell you a few things about what Silk City is at its core.

  • A collection of written stories with illustrations and character designs.
  • An open-ended canon with original content that also welcomes reader-created content.
  • An excuse for me and you to get better at art and maybe try out new mediums of it such as music, writing, and more!

In this blog you will find the episodes of Silk City as I create them as well as character designs, locations, and progress. So now you know what Silk City is, but you don’t know what Silk City is, huh?

Silk City is a remote city in a world in some ways parallel to our own but also very different. The world itself has its continents, countries, nations, oceans, and a moon! So it’s entirely fictitious! The City itself is huge, as huge as you can imagine a city being. It has many boroughs and neighborhoods and a rising population. It’s a place of business as there are a few major corporations that make their home in Silk City. But just as it’s a place of business, it’s also a place of art! People come to Silk City to find inspiration, as many famous creators have made their mark on the world in this very city.


So what makes this canon special?

You can create your own stories in Silk City! Create your own characters, your own neighborhoods, jobs, parks, gangs, businesses, whatever! Silk City is welcome to fan-created content and encourages you to put your creativity to practice. Consider anything to be applicable: music, writing, art, character creation, anything!

What genre are the stories in Silk City?

This is a good question, glad I asked myself! It’s whatever you want it to be. Silk City’s main stories range from sci-fi/fantasy to film noir mystery to teen romance, so feel free to fit in whatever you want! The main episodes are going to get pretty crazy, expect ancient magic, crazy technology, or even psychic powers.

((More to come soon!))