Archives for the Date February 22nd, 2020

zealousartisantimemachine-blog:The woman in this orchestra is playing an instrument called…

zealousartisantimemachine-blog:

The woman in this orchestra is playing an instrument called *Theremin:*…. it is a…. *quantum instrument that is played only with the energy of the hands.* Only three countries in the world have music schools where one can learn to play the Theremin. Russia, Japan and Ireland. It’s a beautiful sound! Theremin was invented by *Leon Theremin*, a Russian who in 1920 introduced him to Vladimir Ilich Ulíanov, aka Lenin, and was impressed by its sound. He sent 600 pieces and sent Leon to the world to make him known. It is an *instrument that forms a magnetic field and is played without being touched.* It almost sounds like the human voice.

beyoncescock: watch out @thor

beyoncescock:
watch out @thor

nannaia: A while ago I was asked about the construction of the…

nannaia:

A while ago I was asked about the construction of the Vietnamese Ao Dai and Chinese Cheongsam/Qipao. I had a few dresses at my disposal and figured it would be fun to do a compare and contrast. Due to the small collection, I was only able to photograph a few samples (all tailored circa 2000s, except one I’m sure…). This basically just covers the “classic” tailoring styles of Ao Dai and Cheongsam/Qipao. The latest trends may not adhere to it!

NOTE: For simplicity’s sake, I primarily used the word Cheongsam (Cantonese) instead of Qípáo (Mandarin) because its wider use as an English loanword.

carrionboy: “she dresses up like that to go out for noodles?”

carrionboy:

“she dresses up like that to go out for noodles?”

objetpetita: “Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly…

objetpetita:

“Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night.”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay, Letters of Edna St. Vincent Millay

“I could not count the times during the average day when something would come up that I needed to tell him. This impulse did not end with his death. What ended was the possibility of response.”
― Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking

“November 11

Solitude = having no one at home to whom you can say: I’ll be back at a specific time or who you can call to say (or to whom you can just say): voilà, I’m home now.”
― Roland Barthes, Mourning Diary

“My life is over, for during the transport he has drowned in the river, he was my life, I loved him more than my life.”
― Ingeborg Bachmann, Malina

vassiamarachvili343: Ghost Dance, Ken McMullen

vassiamarachvili343:

Ghost Dance, Ken McMullen

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