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Gerrit van Honthorst - Saint Sebastian

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Ceilings in the Hermitage museum

Some stunning classical pieces that highlight the violin:

Camille Saint-Saëns, Introduction and Rondo Capriccioso, Op. 28

Dmitri Shostakovich, Violin Concerto No. 1 in A minor, Op. 77

Tomaso Antonio Vitali, Chaconne in G minor

Maurice Ravel, Tzigane

Giuseppe Tartini, Violin Sonata in G minor (Devil’s Trill Sonata)

Jean Sibelius, Violin Concerto in D minor, Op. 47

William Walton, Violin Concerto

Pablo de Sarasate, Zigeunerweisen, Op. 20

Johannes Brahms, Violin Concerto in D major, Op. 77

Felix Mendelssohn, Violin Concerto in E minor, Op. 64

Max Bruch, Violin Concerto No. 1 in G minor, Op. 26

Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, Violin Concerto in D major, Op. 35

Johann Sebastian Bach, Partita No. 2

Clara Schumann, Three Romances for Violin and Piano, Op. 22

Ludwig van Beethoven, Violin Concerto in D major, Op. 61

Aram Khachaturian, Violin Concerto in D minor

Fritz Kreisler, Praeludium and Allegro in the style of Pugnani

Jules Massenet, Méditation

Sergei Prokofiev, Violin Concerto No. 1 in D major, Op. 19

Ralph Vaughan Williams, The Lark Ascending

the line “your worst sin is that you’ve betrayed and destroyed yourself for nothing” is so raw you’d think it’s from a destiel fanfic or even hetalia but it’s actually from dostoyevskys crime and punishment

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from “Winter”

A witch puts a spell on a girl, a sleeping spell that promises the girl shall wake through true love’s kiss. Men come and kiss her. She slumbers. Women come and press their lips to hers, but still she sleeps. Many years past, and the girl remains still. One bright morning,  a lost little boy finds her resting spot and clears the dust and grime from her face. He offers her a kiss on her forehead, and her eyes flutter open. She never feels romantic love for a man nor a woman, and she cares for the boy until the day she dies.

A young woman is imprisoned in a castle by a monstrously formed prince. The servants of the castle hope for them to fall in love, and when the spell is broken they assume their prayers have been answered. They are all surprised, but nonetheless pleased, when it is revealed to them that the young woman and prince are the truest of friends, and nothing more.

They say the kingdom is ruled by an evil queen, a woman who is incapable of loving. She is unmarried, she has no consorts, and she wishes for no partner. She is the wretched queen, the heartless queen. She must hate her daughter, for her daughter is beautiful, and women are incapable of liking another woman who’s prettier than themselves. It must be for this reason that the princess was sent away, not for how she was attacked by a man in the woods. They say the kingdom is ruled by an evil queen because she cannot love. The queen loves her daughter, and that is enough for them both.

There lives a prince who is forced to choose a bride at the ball. He meets many beautiful women, but find none which he loves. He spies one in a gorgeous gown and wonder in her eyes, and he dances with her all night long. The kingdom is sure he has found his bride. When the clock strikes midnight he tells her how he will never love a woman, or a man, in the way he is expected to. The beautiful woman smiles and tells him she expects nothing from him. The next morning the prince and the beautiful woman are missing, having run off together to see the world. They leave their shoes behind in their haste.

Many kinds of love exist. It doesn’t all have to be romantic.

connections between the humane, the monstrous, and the divine:

1. “Wanna make a monster? Take the parts of yourself that make you uncomfortable–your weaknesses, bad thoughts, vanities, and hungers–and pretend they’re across the room. It’s too ugly to be human. It’s too ugly to be you. Children are afraid of the dark because they have nothing real to work with. Adults are afraid of themselves.” (richard siken, from editor’s pages: black telephone)

2. “Who has not asked himself at some time or other: am I a monster or is this what it means to be a person?” (clarice lispector, the hour of the star)

3. “This beast, this angel is both you and I.” (adrienne rich, from the complete poems: this beast, this angel)

4. “Frankenstein not only gives form to the dialetic of monstrosity itself and raises questions about the pleasures and dangers of textual production, it also demands a rethinking of the entire Gothic genre in terms of who rather than what is the object of terror. By focusing upon the body as the locus of fear, Shelley’s novel suggests that it is people (or at least bodies) who terrify people, not ghosts or gods, devils or monks, windswept castles or labyrinthine monasteries.” (j. halberstam, skin shows: gothic horror and the technology of monsters)

5. “Monsters exist because they are part of the divine plan, and in the horrible features of those same monsters the power of the creator is revealed.” (umberto eco, the name of the rose)

6. “But girls contain multitudes. We are made up of so many odd parts. The reason that the monster in Frankenstein is so memorable is that, when it opens its mouth, out comes the voice of an alienated teenage girl.” (heather o’neill, portrait of the artist as a young corpse)

7. “God should have made girls lethal when he made monsters of men.” (elisabeth hewer, wishing for birds)

8. “I think the devil doesn’t exist, but man has created him, he has created him in his own image and likeness.” (fyodor dostoevsky, the brothers karamazov)