let us lie in the sun

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Landscapes Sculpted into Layered Antique Dinner Plates by Caroline Slotte.

The medium of artist Caroline Slotte is a familiar one.  Dishes commonly found in homes and thrift shops become surprising dioramas.  The simple images usually hidden under food become multilayered narratives.  The many memories associated with family meals, dinner parties, milestone celebrations aren’t lost on Slotte.  She says of her medium choice:

” Objects in our private sphere stir feelings in us and connect us to our history. They are tangible reminders of the past, of our own life story, and that of the family. In this way the most humble object can function as a key to the past, as a key to our inner.”

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As Arnold points out, there is an otherwise inexplicable shift in direction in the Piccadilly line passing east out of South Kensington. “In fact,” she writes, “the tunnel curves between Knightsbridge and South Kensington stations because it was impossible to drill through the mass of skeletal remains buried in Hyde Park.” I will admit that I think she means “between Knightsbridge and Hyde Park Corner”—although there is apparently a “small plague pit dating from around 1664” beneath Knightsbridge Green—but I will defer to Arnold’s research.

But to put that another way, the ground was so solidly packed with the interlocked skeletons of 17th-century victims of the Great Plague that the Tube’s 19th-century excavation teams couldn’t even hack their way through them all. The Tube thus had to swerve to the side along a subterranean detour in order to avoid this huge congested knot of skulls, ribs, legs, and arms tangled in the soil—an artificial geology made of people, caught in the throat of greater London.

London and Its Dead

i read shit like this and think what could my imagination possibly have to add

like how do i write something about london that’s weirder than london already is?

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I am taking the Piccadilly line to the airport tomorrow and wow, do I have something to think about now.

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catch me drinking of your wine (2271 words) by egelantier
Fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy (2014) Relationships: Gamora & Nebula Additional Tags: Family, Sisters, Families of Choice, Epistolary Series: Part 3 of feel your heart and it’s glowing
Nebula finds a message in the datastream one day, hidden in plain sight at a forgotten intersection of the paths, impossible to reach unless you know the way. 
She knows the way. She’s only shown it to another once.
The message says, Dear sister.

catch me drinking of your wine (2271 words) by egelantier

Fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy (2014)
Relationships: Gamora & Nebula
Additional Tags: Family, Sisters, Families of Choice, Epistolary
Series: Part 3 of feel your heart and it’s glowing

Nebula finds a message in the datastream one day, hidden in plain sight at a forgotten intersection of the paths, impossible to reach unless you know the way.

She knows the way. She’s only shown it to another once.

The message says, Dear sister.

Filed under guardians of the galaxy gotg nebula nebula and gamora fic FINISHED FINALLY FINISHED all your sisters want to fly