Detail of Jacob Matham’s engraving after Goltzius, "Sloth", 1593 (continued)
This evening I asked my cook whether the abstract notion of sloth would be explained well if an illustrator were to show a bare-breasted woman set in a niche with a snail crawling down her shoulder. My cook—who knows everything—looked me in the eye and said slowly and with absolute certainty: “…it’s just not nice.” I guess that the audience that Matham was addressing with this engraving way back in the 16th century held very different ideas.
Leaving aside my cook’s insightful and persuasive argument against showing women in ways that are simply “not nice,” I am fascinated by how this image is constructed. For instance, if I start at the top of this personification of laziness I find myself looking at her from a slightly elevated—perhaps even god-like—position as I can see the very top of her head and gaze down her features to her breasts. Once I have lowered my gaze to her chest, my position from which I look at her changes as well. I am now at her thighs looking slightly up at her hands. My position of looking at her again slips further down until I reach the ground and from this position of a worm I look upwards. These changes of viewpoint are amazing and no doubt they also signify meanings about sloth that I am yet to fully digest.
Note also how the figure is arranged so that this epitome of sloth is set away from the viewer in what might be described as the socially removed “public space” of her architectural niche. Counteracting this spatial and social distance, is the very subtle use of the projecting toes of her right foot that extend beyond the niche into the viewer’s “private space.”
In short, the symbolism of this figure with its slowly moving snail has a complex layering of meanings that are worth taking the time to contemplate … but I will leave that task to others with a better understanding of laziness.
something collapsed inside of me the day when he grabbed my wrists and looked me in the eye with hatred, uttering some very cruel words: "ITS YOUR FAULT! I'M NOT HAPPY BECAUSE OF YOU". as the skin around my wrists was bruising, i started realizing my heart was bruised as well. i was subjected to emotional abuse. i was trapped.
An illustration that I had in a play this past weekend. The play was called "The Turtle, the Rabbit and the Sea Dragon King" The drawing is of various sea animals that are part of the play. I also actually learned that flounders have both of there eyes on one side of their head. It was nice to see my work to be showcased in an event like this and also nice to feel included and appreciated.
A redraw!! Of the scene I posted earlier please dont compare it mine was nothing
((SPOILER IN THE CAPTION))
I love seeing Nino taking endless pictures of Jean (albeit it was the King's order but still)
And Nino you said that bc you know he was the prince dont you huh you smooth fucker (or is it bc he is the king in your heart lmao)
「INSIDE INTIMACY」"Chapter 01"
Haruka's Diary: Spring, 2016
"No Pain Shall be in Vain"
Today I have a fight with my family. 😥 Having a fight with my family always tears my heart apart. But thanks to Hisashi. He gives me comfort just by listening to my struggles. Today I know that intimacy is about being “naked” with each other. Intimacy is a place where I can be just the way I am. A place where I can share all my pain and struggles. About my painful past, my broken family, my bad habits, and other things that often disturb my mind. Intimacy brings me to look pain in different way than before. For now I know that pain has a meaning. All bad things that happened in my life have let me to get a consolation and relief from you. Hisashi, thank you for listening to all my stories. Thank you for giving me relief and strength. Thank your for your empathy to feel what I feel. You may not see this but I’m so grateful to have you. I hope someday I can help you when you have some struggles and give you strength just like what you’ve done to me.
Intimacy is a place where I can share my pain and troubles~
March 24, 2016,