the plots of the books wouldnt be the entire main focus, theyd be more like… yknow how seasons of shows have like story arcs n stuff? like that, so wed get a few Story episodes pertaining to the events of the books, but wed get filler episodes in between where stuff happens that we dont see in the books
the DHIs solving puzzles, battling overtakers, hanging out on the outside and strengthening their friendships as well as dealing with non believer parents, VMK stuff
stuff like willa and philby studying together, finn and amanda hanging out, “behind the scenes’ with the overtakers plot stuff, etc
itd add even more depth to the universe and flesh it out even more and i want it so bad
Constantin Brâncuși was one wild man. The Romanian stone cutter was described as a “pleasure seeker and merrymaker in his bohemian circle” according to Wikipedia. Aside from smokes, booze, and women, Brancusi was a world-class sculptor in the 1910s and 1920s… a true genius.
The more we learn about the man, the more we love him. Spotted on eBay are some original signed sculptures from the artist himself, posted by art aficionados. There’s also some affordable replicas if you’re looking for that stuff, too. Take a look at the Brancusi selections here. (Don’t forget to read ratings for the most respected sellers).
(Photo: Constantin Brancusi, Miss Pogany I, 1912, Plaster. Courtesy of National Museum of Modern Art - Georges Pompidou Center, Paris. Text by Jauretsi)
“When nothing seems to help, I go and look at a stonecutter hammering away at his rock perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing in it. Yet at the hundred and first blow it will split in two, and I know it was not that blow that did it, but all that had gone before.”
“Everyone is special, you know. […] No matter how Useful we may be, sometimes it takes us a while to recognize our own value. This can be illustrated by the Chinese story of The Stonecutter.
There was once a stonecutter who was dissatisfied with himself and with his position in life.
One day, he passed a wealthy merchant’s house and through the open gateway saw many fine possessions and important visitors. “How powerful that merchant must be!” thought the stonecutter. He became very envious, and wished that he could be like the merchant. Then he would no longer have to live the life of a mere stonecutter.
To his great surprise, he suddenly became the merchant, enjoying more luxuries and power than he had ever dreamed of, envied and detested by those less wealthy than himself. But soon a high official passed by, carried in a sedan chair, accompanied by attendants, and escorted by soldiers beating gongs. Everyone, no matter how wealthy, had to bow low before the procession. “How powerful that official is!” he thought. “I wish that I could be a high official!”
Then he became the high official, carried everywhere in his embroidered sedan chair, feared and hated by the people all around, who had to bow down before him as he passed. It was a hot summer day, and the official felt very uncomfortable in the sticky sedan chair. He looked up at the sun. It shone proudly in the sky, unaffected by his presence. “How powerful the sun is!” he thought. “I wish that I could be the sun!”
Then he became the sun, shining fiercely down on everyone, scorching the fields, cursed by the farmers and labourers. But a huge black cloud moved between him and the earth, so that his light could no longer shine on everything below. “How powerful that storm cloud is!” he thought. “I wish that I could be a cloud!”
Then he became the cloud, flooding the fields and villages, shouted at by everyone. But soon he found that he was being pushed away by some great force, and realized that it was the wind. “How powerful it is!” he thought. “I wish that I could be the wind!”
Then he became the wind, blowing tiles off the roofs of houses, uprooting trees, hated and feared by all below him. But after a while, he ran up against something that would not move, no matter how forcefully he blew against it – a huge, towering stone. “How powerful that stone is!” he thought. “I wish that I could be a stone!”
Then he became the stone, more powerful than anything else on earth. But as he stood there, he heard the sound of a hammer pounding a chisel into the solid rock and felt himself being changed. “What could be more powerful than I, the stone?” he thought. He looked down and saw far below him the figure of a stonecutter.”
Also, here is a list of what people give Fiona and Maric as wedding gifts
Gaspard hires forty people to hand-deliver a massive chunk of granite as a wedding gift. This is meant to communicate that he /could afford/ to send a better gift, but that he doesn’t want to. Fiona hires a stonecutter and a mason to turn the granite into ‘bricks’, and use them to improve the Denerim alienage’s orphanage’s building.
Celene’s parents send two thousand pounds of flour, for similar reasons to the above. After making sure that the flour has not been poisoned, it’s given to the Hahren to dole out to each family as they need it.
Many Tevinter families send REALLY nice gifts, considering Fiona’s the first southern mage to be anything resembling the ruler of a nation. Maevaris’ father sends a really cool piece of magical tech Fiona wants to keep, and the Pavus’ send a magically enchanted chest that acts like Hermione’s bag, where it’s bigger on the inside. Fiona, unwilling to keep anything that might be the result of blood magic or slave labor, however, sells it all and gives a portion of the money to each of the alienages (with Denerim getting the least, as it got both the flour and the stone, since they were easier to keep in the city.) One noble family attempted to send a dozen slaves. Fiona freed all of them instantly upon them reaching Ferelden, and gave each of them a paying job at the palace.
The Montilyets sent a few dozen bolts of really fine silk, some jewelry and a sweater with an intarsia griffon on it for Alistair (Josie’s mom knit it for him.) (No, knit sweaters as we knew them weren’t particularly a thing fashionwise during the times DA seems to steal from, but you can pry Alistair in a handknit sweater with a griffon on it from my cold dead hands.)
The Vaels, conflicted on how to feel about this wedding, send a gift of coin.
The Viscount of Kirkwall, much like the Vaels wasn’t sure how to feel about the marriage and sent a case of wine.
The Kirkwall Alienage sent a branch, fallen from their vhenadahl and carved into a staff, and then enchanted.
The Denerim Alienage paid for the calligraphy and art on Fiona and Maric’s ketubah.
The Highever alienage sent a set of gauntlets worn by the Hahren’s ancestor who fought and died during the Fall of The Dales.
Clan Lavellan sent an ironbark blade for Maric.
Clan Sabrae sent two ironbark rings, enchanted to warm slightly when around one another.
The Grey Wardens sent three cases of tea-leaves, and gave Fiona the right to continue using the title of Warden Constable, the rank she earned before leaving the Wardens, should she so wish.
A couple Fereldan Nobles gave Mabari puppies, including Alfstanna’s parents, who gave TWO mabari puppies, one specifically for the king and queen and one for Prince Alistair. (The dog luckily did imprint on Alistair.)
Teagan gave a piece of his mother’s jewelry specifically to Fiona, as a way of accepting the marriage and showing he considered her to be family the same as Maric.
Eamon sent a strongly worded letter showing his disapproval.
The Couslands sent jewels, and a fine silver necklace and matching silver earrings, as well as a nice armoire.
Loghain, being Maric’s bestie, didn’t HAVE to give a gift, but ended up giving a dozen cases of mead, gave Fiona the money to buy a new staff (Since he broke her old one during their spar in an earlier chapter), a woodcarving (the carving is basically a blessing of protection and fertility in The Old Faith, though he doesn’t tell Maric that because he and Maric Do Not Discuss The Open Secret That Loghain Is Not Andrastian), and he commissions a set of armor for Fiona, making the excuse that he’d be the one who has to comfort Maric if she goes and gets herself killed.
Lady Aldebrant and Bann D'Érablière give a gift together, because They Move Fast As A Couple, and the gift is really nice fabric, some nice gems, and a book Lady Aldebrant thought Fiona would like on Elvish, as well as an Elven artifact she ‘liberated’ from the University of Orlais upon her graduation.
When he was born, Michelangelo Buonarroti was put into the care of a stonecutter’s family. He often said it was from them that he got his love of sculpture. It certainly didn’t come from his own father, a respectable magistrate who beat his son when he asked to become an artists apprentice.
But Michelangelo persevered. His early sculptures caught the attention of Florence’s great ruler, Lorenzo de’ Medici, who invited the boy to be educated with his own sons. Soon after, Michelangelo was astonishing people with the lifelike creations he wrested from marble–from the heartbreaking Pieta he sculpted when he was only twenty-five to the majestic David that brought him acclaim as the greatest sculptor in Italy.
Michelangelo had a turbulent, quarrelsome life. He was obsessed with perfection and felt that everyone–from family members to his demanding patrons–took advantage and let him down. His long and difficult association with Pope Julius II yielded his greatest masterpiece, the radiant paintings in the Sistine Chapel, and his most disastrous undertaking, the monumental tomb that caused the artist frustration and heartache for forty years.
With her thoroughly researched, lively narrative and superbly detailed illustrations, Diane Stanley has captured the life of an artist who towered above the late Renaissance–and whose brilliance in architecture, painting, and sculpture amazes and moves us to this day.
Based on “Imagine Thorin when he had to give Fili and Kili ‘the talk’” from Imaginexhobbit
You were already bent over your parchments when Thorin came through the sitting room in the morning on his way to his council chamber. He pressed a kiss to your cheek and paused to look over your shoulder as your quill described an intricate pattern, asking, “carvings for the new doors?”
“Mm-hm,” you murmured, carefully finishing a line before standing back to give him a better view of the work in progress. “I woke up with an idea, and I wanted to draw it while it was fresh in my mind.“
“Beautiful, as always,” Thorin smiled.
You leaned in to kiss his lips, and asked, “what are your plans today?”
“I am to the council, then the Hall of the Kings to see the tapestries that have already been restored, and the stonecutters wish to show me their progress on the statues for the Front Gate. Oh,” he remembered, “and Kili will be here this afternoon, I have asked him to come and see me.”
You nodded approvingly. “It’s good for you to spend some time together before everyone is busy with the wedding.”
a) age: 28 b) biggest fear: being ignored c) current time: 12:30 am d) drink you last had: Renaissance Stonecutter Scotch Ale e) every day starts with: The Song of Storms from the Ocarina of Time OST (it’s my morning alarm) f) favourite song atm: Battlefield by Svrcina; Good to be Alive Today by Michael Franti and Spearhead g) ghosts, are they real?: sure but hopefully no h) hometown?: raised in: Auckland; home in all other senses: Wellington, New Zealand i) in love with?: food,cats j) jealous of?: no one really k) killed someone?: Sma, with feels l) last time you cried: Oh gods, I woke up last night crying from a dream. m) middle name: Kathleen n) number of siblings: 1 brother, older o) one wish: Can the political left please get their act together and stop letting these populist, protectionist fucks take over? p) person you last called/texted: Russ, let me in. q) questions you are always being asked: At work: How do you do X? At home: Oh so you do archery? (usually right after I say I like archery), what is LARP? r) reasons to smile: chip looking at dogs; Teacko and Pupcakes; my D&D group; kitties; the gays s) song last sung: aloud? that’s not a thing I do. Earlier
I was mouthing words to Fishing for Lisa by The Feelers. u) underwear colour: white with a kitten. Yes, the kitten is right where you’re imagining it is. w) worst habits: biting nails, panicking, miscommunicating, daydreaming, procrastinating… x) x-rays you’ve had: collarbone. y) your favourite food: feijoas (better when they’re freeijoas); sweets; hot cross buns z) zodiac sign: leo
(Figured I’d post the Ishgardian-centric events here, though much, much love to the original poster <3 )
A band of Elezen displaced from their ancestral home in central Aldenard come to settle in Coerthas.
Elezen settlers come to the Sea of Clouds, where they commence construction of the mountainside sanctuary to Halone that will later become Saint Thordan’s Basilica. Small villages spring up in the vicinity, laying the foundation for the nation of Ishgard.
The great wyrm Hraesvalgr consumes his Elezen lover, Shiva, entwining their souls for eternity and ushering in an era of peace between dragon and man
According to Ishgardian holy scripture, 545 marks the year when King Thordan is visited by the goddess Halone, who beseeches him to guide his people to the Promised Land of Coerthas. As the legend is told, the great wyrm Nidhogg attacks the caravans on their journey, and King Thordan and half of his men are slain before the dragon is valiantly driven away. The remaining knights, including the king’s son, Haldrath, guide the Elezen survivors to their destination.
In truth, King Thordan and his knights twelve ambush and slay Ratatoskr of the First Brood, devouring the she-dragon’s eyes to acquire preternatural wisdom. Enraged by this betrayal, the great wyrm Nidhogg pursues and kills the king and half of his company, heralding the end of the era of peace and the beginning of the Dragonsong War
The Holy See employs the power of twenty and four dragon eyes to erect a great arcane ward—later to be known as Daniffen’s Collar—that envelops the entirety of Ishgard, as the city steels its defenses against the coming raids by Nidhogg’s brood.
The progenitors of the four High Houses join together with the clergy of the Ishgardian Orthodox Church to pen a historic narrative that omits details of the betrayal and slaying of Ratatoskr. This new myth of the nation’s founding is indoctrinated through the education of Ishgardian children.
The sanctuary to Halone undergoes extensive reconstruction and is renamed Saint Thordan’s Basilica.
The Azure Dragoon Valeroyant repels an attack by the wyrm Nidhogg, who had been dormant for several decades.
The Azure Dragoon Valeroyant leaves Ishgard to defend a small village from the Dravanian Horde, but is slain in battle protecting a group of shepherds
Thirty years after his death, the Azure Dragoon Valeroyant is canonized as a Halonic saint by the Holy See.
The Temple Knight Ser Toriphaniel brutally slaughters a clergyman of the Holy See known to have abused orphans in his charge. The knight is tried for murder, but earns his release in a trial by combat. Ser Toriphaniel’s actions garner him recognition as the first “dark knight”
The Azure Dragoon subdues a massive dragon in the western highlands of Coerthas, aided by a contingent of mages from the Holy See who spellbind the foe into slumber. The body and limbs of the great wyrm are enveloped in ash and stone, forming the floating isle known as the Dreaming Dragon.
The lady dragoon Reinette carries out her revenge on the dragons who killed her lover. She then lays down her spear Gae Bolg, and takes a vow of poverty, living out the rest of her days as a nun in the service of the poor and downtrodden.
Lady Reinette, the former Azure Dragoon, expires in a nunnery at sixty and six.
Lady Reinette is canonized by the Holy See a century after her death. Unpopular with the clergy for having abandoned her duties as a dragoon at a young age, she is beloved by the commonfolk for having devoted her life in service of the poor and downtrodden. The See elevates her to sainthood, in what is widely seen as an attempt to distract the public from corruption within the church.
The mighty Dravanian general Darkscale awakens and leads an army of wyverns in a raid on the villages of the eastern Coerthas highlands. The Temple Knights and dragoons join forces to retaliate and succeed in repelling the dragon threat. A mortally wounded Darkscale tumbles from the heavens and plummets into the depths of Clearwater Lake, and the battlefield is henceforth known as the Field of Glory.
Stonemason Percelle begins work on a statue of Haldrath to be erected in the western highlands of Coerthas.
Stonemason Percelle completes the statue of Haldrath in the Coerthas western highlands.
Skysteel Manufactory is established and begins developing new weaponry to be used in the war against the Dravanian Horde.
Count Tarresson de Dzemael disburses his own coin to finance the excavation and construction of Dzemael Darkhold, a subterranean fortress and safe haven from dragon raids.
Upon the death of his predecessor, Thordan VII is ordained Archbishop of the Holy See.
The mountain village of Ferndale is laid to waste by a recently awakened Nidhogg.
Ishgard withdraws from the Eorzean Alliance, declaring the Garlean threat all but over with the retreat of the imperial forces to Ala Mhigo. Historians agree, however, that the true motivation for the withdrawal was the Holy See’s desire to divert their full military strength to the Dravanian threat in the wake of Nidhogg’s reappearance .
The construction of Dzemael Darkhold experiences significant delays due to a scarcity of building materials.
Ishgard places severe restrictions on chocobo exports after grazing pastures are devastated by the Dravanian Horde.
Voidsent gargoyles attack a team of stonecutters at work in the tunnels beneath Dzemael Darkhold, leaving few survivors. Construction is postponed indefinitely, and the incident besmirches the name of House Dzemael.
Tarresson de Dzemael relinquishes his claim to the head of House Dzemael and passes on the countship to his eldest son.
The city states of Limsa Lominsa, Ul'dah and Gridania form their Grand Companies. Subsequent events leading up to and in the aftermath of the Seventh Umbral Calamity are detailed in Memories of the Calamity.
Another windfall from Conway’s Little Big Book of Magic. Fantastic resource.
ADDAD - Canaan, Babylon, Assyria, Syria, Mesopotamia. God of storms, earthquakes, floods, and furious winds.
Associated with lightning and the bull.
ADONIS - Semitic god. Harvest, death, and resurrection.
Associated with the boar.
AHURA MAZDAH - Persia and Zoroastrianism. God of universal law, purification, and goodness. One of his symbols was the winged disk.
ASSHUR - Assyria, Babylon. Supreme god represented by a winged disk. Fertility, protection, victory, and bravery.
Associated with the bull.
ASTARTE - Known as Ashtart in Phoenicia. Queen of Heaven. The moon, astrology, victory, revenge, and sexual love. Among her symbols were the eight-pointed star and the crescent.
DUMUZI/TAMMUZ - Mesopotamia, Sumeria. Called the Anointed God. Harvest and fertility.
EA/ENKI - Mesopotamia, Babylon, Sumeria. Creator god of carpenters, stonecutters, and goldsmiths; patron of all the arts.
Associated with the goat, the fish, the eye, and the vase.
ENLIL/BEL - Sumeria, Babylon, Assyria. King of the gods. Destructive winds, hurricanes, floods, storms, and the laws.
INANNA - Canaan, Phoenicia, Sumeria, Uruk, Babylon. Queen of the Heavens. Defense, victory, love, fertility, destiny, prosperity, and justice.
Associated with the star, the serpent staff, and dogs.
ISHTAR - Lady of Heaven. Patroness of priestesses; sexual love, fertility, revenge, resurrection, marriage, initiation, overcoming obstacles, and social laws.
Associated with the lion, the serpent staff, the dragon, the eight-pointed star, the dove, the double ax, the rainbow, and the bridge. She had a rainbow necklace similar that that of the Norse god Freyja.
LILITH - Protectress of all pregnant women, mothers, and children.
Associated with the owl.
MARDUK - God of fate, courage, healing, justice, the law, and victory.
Associated with the bull.
MARI/MERI/MARRATU - Syria, Chaldea, Persia. Goddess of fertility, childbirth, the moon, and the sea. One of her symbols was the pearl.
MITHRA/MITHRAS - Persia; god of many Middle Eastern cultures. The sun, warriors, contracts, predictions, wisdom, sacred oaths, prosperity, and spiritual illumination.
Associated with the disk or circle and the cave.
SHAMASH/CHEMOSH - Mesopotamia, Sumeria, Babylon, Assyria. God of the sun, divination, retribution, courage, triumph, and justice.
SIN - Mesopotamia, Ur, Assyria, Babylon, Sumeria. God of the moon, the calendar, destiny, predictions, and secrets.
Associated with lapis lazuli and the dragon.
TIAMAT - Mesopotamia, Babylon, Sumeria. Goddess of destruction, karmic discipline, death, and regeneration.
The Speech I Got Arrested For (But Not Really) [shared with permission]
So my best good pal who walked out of the pokey earlier this afternoon gave this speech at the thing, a couple whiles before the cops decided to assault peaceful protesters and then haul people off to jail for the crime of not running away fast enough (seriously; they’re calling not getting away “resisting a police officer”). They told me I could share it wherever I pleased to, so this here’s me using what little voice I’ve got.
As some of you may have heard, I’ve recently been released from being locked up in the men’s processing center of the Marion County Jail. Which, as a non-binary trans person with gender non-conforming proclivities, would not have boded well had I not had the company of good comrades nearby, and the knowledge that people were still fighting for us on the outside. Also, there were neo-nazis. So there’s that. And to top it all off, I’ve been repeatedly deadnamed in the media. So, please, don’t read the names of the arrests, out of respect for me as your friend and as a person. But, in its full, uncut glory, I present to you the call-to-arms I issued last night:
Good evening. My name is Cambria. I organise locally in several Leftist, Labour, and Trans liberation circles, and tonight I am speaking on behalf of the Michiana and Central Indiana IWW’s General Defence Committee. The mission of the GDC is to provide defense and relief to members of the working class who are being persecuted for their activity in the class struggle, and to aid those who find themselves persecuted by the powers that be in their struggle for justice and freedom. This aid may include bail, bond, or legal aid, and may take the form of a grant or a no interest loan. Members may also rest assured of solidarity from the organization, including motions of support, letters writing, and public education as to the case (or cases) in question. Such gestures of solidarity are offered to political prisoners, regardless of membership in the IWW or GDC.
Armed with a 3-D printer and a computer-guided stonecutter, cultural heritage advocates are taking on the jackhammers of the Islamic State and its destructive ideology.
When Islamic State militants seized the Syrian desert town of Palmyra last May, an orgy of demolition began. Using dynamite, fire, bulldozers and pickaxes, the wrecking crew targeted 2,000-year-old Greco-Roman temples, monuments and stone statues. Palmyra’s 20-foot-tall Arch of Triumph, a symbolically important monument, lay in ruins.
For ISIS, it was a frenzied attempt to erase the past — and profit from the illicit sale of the leftovers.
Now, the destroyed Arch of Triumph will rise again, thanks to advances in photogrammetry, which turns photographs into 3-D models. A 12-ton replica of the arch, made of stone, will be installed in London’s Trafalgar Square on Tuesday, with plans to bring it to New York later this year.