Edward Okuń - Ave Maria (1902)

Edward Okuń - Ave Maria (1902)

Edward Okuń - Ave Maria (1902)

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6 months ago

I knew something was wrong

the day I tried to pick up a

small piece of sunlight

and it slithered through my fingers,

not wanting to take shape.

Everything else stayed the same—

the chairs and the carpet

and all the corners

where the waiting continued.

-Dorothea Grossman

7 months ago
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John Bauer (Swedish, 1882-1918)

Tre svanor kommo flygande med susande vingslag

mezzotint

7 months ago
fyribua - fýri búa
6 months ago
By Nicoles_moments
By Nicoles_moments
By Nicoles_moments

by nicoles_moments

3 months ago
The Knotted Mind
The Knotted Mind
The Knotted Mind
The Knotted Mind

The Knotted Mind

This piece symbolizes the struggles artists face—be it financial, emotional, or spiritual. Yet, despite this emptiness, his mind burns with an unstoppable force, representing inspiration, obsession, and the compulsion to create.

5 months ago
Hairy

Hairy

7 months ago

Heima glaðr gumi, ok við gesti reifr, sviðr skal um sik vera. Minnigr ok málugr, ef hann vill margfróðr vera, opt skal góðs geta.

'If you want to be very wise, be happy at home, and cheerful with guests. Cultivate wisdom, a good memory and eloquence, and speak kind words often.'

-- Hávamál 103, tr. Jackson Crawford.

6 months ago

Kostir ro betri heldr en at klökkva sé, hveim er fúss er fara; einu dægri mér var aldr of skapaðr of allt líf of lagit.

'There is always a better choise than cowardice, if you have an issue to handle; one day, long ago, my life was already shaped, and my fate was fixed.'

-- Skírnismál, st. 13

7 months ago
In the fields around Vissing town, a few miles south of Randers, there is a hill called Ueshøj or Oshøj; in this hill there are said to be nisser or hillfolk, three in total. These three once had a terrible disagreement and the fight ended with the weakest of the three, his name was Finkenæs, having to leave the hill. He went into the city and here he found a farm called Pilgård, where he explained what had happened and asked for lodging for a while. He was allowed to stay, and so he did. He never did anything except warm his feet by the wood stove, but he didn't take up any resources either, since his food consisted of frogs and toads, which he caught and roasted himself. This lasted a while until one day the owner of the farm went out in the field and by the hill, where he heard a voice that said: "Hey, little man, please tell Finkenæs that Jafet is dead." The man ran home as fast as he could and explained what he'd heard. Not a second went by before Finkenæs got up and ran out, so fast that he forgot to say goodbye and thank you; but they got their thanks, and it was that they should never run out of money and that there should never be more than one heir, which is still true to this day. Told by Kristen Pedersen in Hals town.
A man named Plat had a troll in the guise of a cat. One evening he came home and said that, as he walked by a hill, a little troll came out and yelled "Plat, tell your cat that Knurremurre is dead." The cat laid in a chair by the fireplace, but when it heard this, it jumped down and exclaimed: "Is Knurremurre dead, then I must hurry home!" Since that, they never saw it again. Told by Kristian Eriksen.
On Ålsø field, by the road leading from Ålsø town to Hoed town there is a hilll. A man named Mads Væver, who was from Dolmer town, past Grenå city, walked by that hill, and then a little one came out of the hill and said: 

"You, man with the round hat
You can tell the grey cat
That Filippus has died this night." 

Then he drove home. They had had an old grey cat at the farm as long as he could remember and no one knew where it had come from. When he got home to Dolmer and told what he'd heard, the old cat, which was lying in a chair by the wood stove, jumped to the floor and out of the window and they never saw it again. Told in Skibelund town.
One night, at a farm in Sanderum parish, a cat had snuck in through the door and run up and laid down under the wood stove. The people at the farm would have chased it off, but it was impossible, and they had to leave it be. The cat stayed at the farm for many years, but then one night a little one with a red hat came by, and he peered through the door, which he'd opened just a bit, and said: "Birrelirre is dead!" Then the cat got in a real hurry, it jumped up and yelled "What, Birrelirre is dead, well, then I must go!" and ran out. Since then they never saw the cat again, but the next morning a pouch of money had been laid outside the door. Told by H. Pedersen, Hammerum Station.
The outcry: "Aten... Naten." [Understood as "Tell Aten that Naten is dead"] A black poodle that laid under the wood stove stood up and said: "If he's dead, then I must go home and split the inheritance," and with these words he left the room. Told by A. K. Greibe.

I have a new favorite genre of troll tale. Translations are in the alt text. There's about a dozen more of these in book 1 of Evald Tang Kristensen's "Danske Sagn" :D

4 months ago
By Rebecca Moss

by Rebecca Moss

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