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Meet the Mona Lisa of the Prado, the earliest known copy of Da Vinci’s best portrait. Similarity in the undersketch of the painting indicates that this was very likely painted concurrently with the original Mona Lisa, by a student of Da Vinci.
There is much controversy in the art world over the question of whether or not to clean the fragile Mona Lisa, but her sister has been restored and some fairly odd later alterations removed to show the original vibrant colors and lighting. Some details, such as the sheerness of her shawl and the pattern on the neckline of her dress, have become utterly obscured in the original, but in the restored copy they’re perfectly clear.
It blows my mind a little bit to look at these two sisters side-by-side and imagine how much vivid detail could be hiding in the Mona Lisa under 500 years of rotten varnish.
THE COPY HAS EYEBROWS
Your response to a beautiful piece of artwork done by Leonardo Da Vinci himself is “SHES GOT EYEBROWS”. Alright. All intelligent life has been lost.
Yo Snooty McSnotwhine, the Mona Lisa’s vanished eyebrows have been the subject of debate and analysis in the art expert community for hundreds of years, long before your parents squirted water at each other from across the clown car and then honked their bicycle horns to indicate they really wanted to make a smug, insufferable little clown baby together.
this continues to be the best reply to a criticizing comment on this site
Honestly? Spectacular dramatics. I think they work well together as a team, but only because they should never be inflicted on anyone else. So they’d solve it, but there’d be a lot of petty passive-aggression at each other and Hei Xiazi declaring they’re going to die here and flinging himself onto various surfaces in a show of despair while Xie Yuchen is openly mourning his meticulous itinerary. Are they running into travel problems in a rural or urban area, or is it an airport? Please reply and advise because I really think it depends on that in terms of the specific nonsense.
Oh heck, put them in an airport, the absolute horror.
Xiaoge Hua successful in defeating the awful mess of booking boarding and authorization for the case of knives and one(1) short sword Xiazi begged him WHEEDLED himmout bring
But then they get to the departure lounge and those giant windows are just a *wall* of greyblack clouds and they watch, despairing, as someone’s luggage is blown off a loading vehicle, and goes rolling onto the runway as an omen of things to come.
Honestly? Spectacular dramatics. I think they work well together as a team, but only because they should never be inflicted on anyone else. So they’d solve it, but there’d be a lot of petty passive-aggression at each other and Hei Xiazi declaring they’re going to die here and flinging himself onto various surfaces in a show of despair while Xie Yuchen is openly mourning his meticulous itinerary. Are they running into travel problems in a rural or urban area, or is it an airport? Please reply and advise because I really think it depends on that in terms of the specific nonsense.
What’s a line from a work of yours (any fandom) that still resonates with you on a personal level? Which line or snippet still leaves you in awe that you could create that linguistic combination?
For the first one, it’s this line from the boy behind the drapes, the girl inside the crate:
And ninety per cent of all human cruelty, accidental or otherwise, can be explained in these two sentences:
I had power over you. I was afraid.
(I would usually pick some longer passages too but I’m on my phone so can’t copy and paste.)
Also the compliment absolutely made my day but I’m feeling flippant so ironically I really very much congratulated myself on this one a lot, from i will shape myself into your pocket:
At this point, Hei Xiazi is a solid eighty-five-pushing-ninety percent sure you could throw Xie Yuchen into a vat of tar and he’d somehow come out of it looking like the Birth of fucking Venus.
having the mother of all travel anxiety so my regular as of this month shaking of my charity bucket i guess: ask me things so this train doesn’t feel interminable!!!!
Ok I don’t mean to be doing this too often but I literally just wrote a paper about this so I thought I would comment! The English translation is The Cursed Woman but the original French is La Femme Damnée. “Femmes Damnées” was the title of a Baudelaire poem from his acclaimed 1857 book Fleurs du mal, which was known, among other things, to be a collection that famously dealt with the subject of lesbians. The poem tells the story of the desires and passionate love between two lesbians: Delphine and Hippolyte. As a result of this poem and of the book as a whole, the terms “fleurs du mal” and “femme damnée” became lesbian monikers of the turn of the century. Though some have deemed the term “damned women” to be accusatory of some moral dissonance, the poem it is derived from is actually quite sympathetic to the condition of lesbian love as it is a love which is unable to fully flourish in that time. Regardless, the translated title of Tassaert’s painting is misleading, as the original French is less accusatory and more identifying. The title is more accurately “the lesbian.”
Once upon a time I worked in this little burger/coffee/ice cream shop and a lady came in one winter and asked if we had a caramel apple drink and we were like ‘well we have cider’ and she was like ‘no I don’t remember what it’s called but this place made a drink that was chai tea, apple cider, and caramel’ and Breezy offered to try and make something for her but she changed her mind and left so Breezy and I were like ‘alright let’s try this’ because we had chai tea, instant cider mix, a shit ton of caramel, instant hot water from the espresso and too much free time.
And let me tell you it was delightful. It tastes like watching the leaves changing color and dancing in the wind. It tastes like picking out pumpkins and gourds and fresh apples at the farm up north. It tastes like witches and freedom.
I make it every year now and this year I walked in the house on the morning of October first with all the ingredients and shouted ‘FALL DRINK’ and my roommates were like ‘????’ so I made them Fall Drink and now every time they get home from work they’re like ‘Fall Drink pls?????’
Anyway I remember literally nothing else about that woman but I’m very grateful to her.
for anyone wondering about proportions/etc here’s op’s answer from the repiles:
@gaslightgallows I feel this would be relevant to your interests.
I don’t like caramel but I can vouch for hot chaider being amazing.
Deareat @simonalkenmayer I feel like this is relevant to your interests.
Also, I do something like this in the crock pot with the overly sweet Growers Pumpkin Apple Cider, chai spices, cloves, a bit of orange juice, and some super dry Pinot Grigio.
Mix, heat, and serve on a nippy night best spent cuddled under blankets with a book.
My friend, you have essentially backward engineered a wonderful winter drink from the Stuart period.
White sack wine, cider, spices (clove, cinnamon, nutmeg, mace, ginger) tea, sugar, and if you want it authentic, a bit of cream or whipped egg. All this is brought together in a low temperature and then stewed for a time. It can also be “pulled”, a process in which one “stirs” the concoction by using a ladle and pouring it repeatedly from high in the air. Makes it foamy and frothy.
Serve warm.
On a cold night, this is a delightful thing. Believe it or not, we also used to make it with a stout beer instead of wine. For a darker richer flavor.
One Black Tea Bag, One Cup Apple Juice, 2tsp butter, 2tsp brown sugar, cloves, cinnamon, nutmeg, and ginger to taste will also accomplish something similar (just melt the butter and brown sugar together and whisk them around a pan a bit - don’t bother making proper caramel) Make your faux-caramel then you add the apple juice and then the rest; heat it up to a boil then turn off the heat, drop the tea bag in and let it steep for 3 minutes, serve with gingersnaps.
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Started making something similar last year, old cider (Irish, alcoholic), chai tea bags and a mulled cider flavour sachet (sugar, cinnamon, cloves and nutmeg mainly). You don’t need caramel because it’s already pretty sweet and lightly boozy! Great with popcorn, banshee bones or Halloween picnmix
