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I almost got hit by a car on mother's day so I had to make this
Never a good idea to text while flying the Invisible Jet.😄

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Who was this mythical storyteller? A singing bard-poet, (aoidoi)-dramatically orating the epic tales for aristocratic banquets or bawdy taverns? A collective of poets-refining their work over generations? The unfortunate truth is, we just don’t know.
Homer is thought to have existed around 800-700 B.C. and is credited as the creator and poet of the epics; “The Iliad” (15,693 lines) and “The Odyssey” (12,109 lines). Homer existed during a time when Linear B had been lost, or the Greek “dark ages.” So the poets of this time sung their tales in song-like structures, passing the oral art form down form generation to generation. Therefore, its unlikely Homer made up these tales, but inherited and refined them from older tales that had been passed down in the oral tradition. To complicate things further, Between the epics, there are variations in narrative style, vocabulary, and geographic expertise, which lead many scholars speculate that The Iliad and Odyssey were written by different authors.
Unfortunately, there are no biographical details within the epics to give us insight into the author(s). However, In the Odyssey, there is a blind bard poet character, Demodocus, who recites his poetry to the royal court. Some have suggested that this character was created by Homer as a reflection of himself. This is a fun and tempting parallel to draw. Similar to how we might get the reflection of Shakespeare’s voice through Hamlet when the prince describes to his players the the philosophies of theatre acting. The portrayal of a blind poet also creates a nice symbolic parallel to the Norse God Odin, who, sacrificed an eye in exchange for divine wisdom. Indeed, the Greek bards saw themselves as divinely inspired by “the Muses”; the inspirational goddesses of the creative arts. Through Homer, the elegant oral form crafted these classics, and, incredibly, we can still hear the song like syntax and repetitions in the texts.
"Sing to me of the man, Muse, the man of twists and turns … driven time and again off course, once he had plundered the hallowed heights of Troy."
- opening line of The Odyssey (Robert Fagles translation)
😳💦 Oh fuck... I was trying to play it cool, but you caught me red-handed, didn't you? That slow, teasing shift in your pose—arching that perfect back, those sultry eyes locking right on mine, tongue flicking out like you're daring me closer... yeah, I'm done for.
The way you smile like you know exactly what you're doing to me? Lethal. My heart's racing, and I'm just sitting here staring at the screen like a complete introvert mess who definitely shouldn't be this turned on by a goddess in black straps owning that sofa.
So tell me. Are you gonna keep teasing, or come over here and make me admit how bad I've got it? 👀🫦❤️🔥
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Title: New York City (Girls in Windows), 1960 Photographer: Ormond Gigli Archival pigment print, printed later, mounted on board, signed, titled, dated, and numbered '23/100' in ink on the mount. 16 x 16in (40.6 x 40.6cm) mount 21 x 21in (53.3 x 53.3cm)
In the spring of 1960, fashion photographer Ormond Gigli learned that a brownstone across from his Manhattan studio was scheduled for demolition. Rather than let the opportunity pass, he organized one of the most ambitious fashion photographs ever attempted. He recruited 43 professional models, dressed each in a different colorful gown, positioned them in the building's windows, and coordinated the entire shoot with assistants, stylists, and neighbors. A Rolls-Royce and two models were placed at street level to complete the composition.
The photograph was taken in just a few minutes as the afternoon light reached the building. Although it appeared effortless, weeks of planning went into arranging every pose, dress, and window. The image became one of the defining photographs of 20th century fashion and has been reproduced in books, magazines, galleries, and fine art prints around the world.
The original building at 327 East 58th Street was demolished shortly after the photograph was taken, making the image the last visual record of the structure in its iconic form.
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"Straddled and pinned — exactly how she likes her morning yoga." ❤️🔥
From this angle, it's clear who's in control—thighs gripping tight, hips pressing down as her partner arches and yields beneath her. No more innocent yoga flow... just raw, breathy tension on the mat, one woman commanding the pose while the other surrenders to the pressure. Flexibility has never looked so deliciously submissive.
“Hold the pose, baby. I’m not done with you yet.” 😈
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The gods gather at the peak of Mount Olympus to witness Zeus hurl his lightning bolts down at unsuspecting human targets as a reminder to all mere mortals of the ruling class they must fear and obey. ⚡
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"Daddy's Home." 💪🏻
The front door clicks shut and there she stands — suit jacket already sliding off those powerful shoulders, white dress shirt unbuttoned just enough to reveal the black lace bra straining against her full, sculpted chest. The striped tie hangs loose between her firm breasts like an invitation and a warning.
“Come here...” she purrs, voice low and smoky, flexing one thick arm as she peels the jacket the rest of the way off. The fabric whispers against her warm, smooth skin. Every movement makes the hard-earned muscle in her arms, shoulders, and abs ripple under the soft office lighting.
She steps closer, towering confidence radiating off her. One strong hand reaches out, fingers sliding firmly along your jaw before gripping the back of your neck — warm, calloused from the gym, unyielding. You feel the heat rolling off her body, the solid weight of her muscle mommy frame pressing in, the faint scent of her skin mixed with crisp cologne and lace.
“I've been thinking about you all day, baby…” She tugs you flush against her, letting you feel the contrast: soft, heavy breasts and rock-hard abs, the smooth leather of her belt against your fingers.
“Missed this body?” she teases, guiding your hands over every hard-earned curve. “Good. Because Daddy’s home… and she’s feeling very hands-on tonight.” 😈
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Marianne – Eternal symbol of the Republic. 🇫🇷
Since the Revolution, Marianne has embodied the spirit of "Liberty, Equality, and Fraternity". Depicted as a powerful, bare-breasted woman wearing the red Phrygian cap, she represents both the nurturing mother of the nation and the fierce defender of republican ideals.
Her origins trace back to the French Revolution, where she quickly replaced royalist and religious imagery. The name “Marianne” itself became a popular nickname for the Republic, possibly derived from common French names of the time or as a playful jab at the monarchy. She often appears with other revolutionary symbols: the tricolor flag (blue, white, red), the fasces (bundle of rods representing strength through unity), and sometimes a lion or broken chains at her feet.
Over the centuries Marianne has taken many forms — from fierce warrior to serene goddess — but she remains one of the most recognizable national personifications in the world, appearing on French postage stamps, coins, official government seals, and countless works of art. Statues of her stand in town squares across France, most famously the monumental version in Paris’s Place de la République.
Vive la France ! Vive la République ! 🇫🇷
Jacques-Louis David (1748-1825) was the ultimate pioneer of political agitprop (agitative propaganda), intentionally collapsing the boundary between high art and state propaganda to manipulate the collective consciousness of France.
During the pre-revolutionary twilight of 1784, David laid the groundwork for this fusion with an oil study that would become The Oath of the Horatii. Originally a royal commission, David meticulously staged the composition—refining it from loose early sketches into a finished masterpiece of geometric precision and severe austerity. By framing the figures beneath classical Roman arches and hardening the brothers' outstretched arms into rigid, parallel lines of absolute devotion, he transformed a historical legend into a visual manifesto of civic duty. The public instantly adopted the painting as a revolutionary call to arms, proving that even before the monarchy fell, David was already using the canvas to engineer public passion and preach radical self-sacrifice.
As the French Revolution spiraled into the bloody depths of the Reign of Terror, David transitioned from a civic idealist into an active ideological zealot. No longer just documenting history from the sidelines, he sat as a Jacobin deputy in the National Convention, directly voted for the execution of King Louis XVI, and operated as the de facto minister of propaganda. His terrifying efficiency in this role peaked in 1793 with The Death of Marat. Following the assassination of his close political ally, David did not paint a gritty, realistic crime scene; instead, he manufactured a secular saint. By plunging the top half of the canvas into dark, empty shadow and bathing the dead journalist in the sacred, soft lighting traditionally reserved for Christian martyrs, David weaponized public grief. He successfully transformed a ruthless political executioner into an innocent, Christ-like savior, directly swaying the masses to embrace the violent extremes of the Jacobin regime.
When the Terror collapsed and his political patrons were guillotined, David’s artistic genius became his ultimate survival strategy, facilitating a final, breathtaking pivot into an imperial mythmaker. Recognizing that David’s brush was a potent weapon for legitimacy, Napoleon Bonaparte elevated him to First Painter to the Emperor. David seamlessly abandoned the austere, minimalist aesthetics of the democratic Republic to construct the lavish, cinematic theatricality of the French Empire, epitomized by his 1801 masterpiece Napoleon Crossing the Alps. In this legendary work of historical fiction, David completely airbrushed reality. He substituted a plodding, weary mule for a rearing, magnificent warhorse, and replaced a cold, bundled-up general with a calm, god-like conqueror commanding the elements. Through this epic distortion, David proved that his ultimate allegiance was not to a specific governing philosophy, but to the power of the image itself—weaponizing his art to turn an autocrat into an immortal legend.
Ultimately, David's total fusion of art and state meant that his fate was permanently tied to the regimes he romanticized, leading to a quiet final chapter of self-imposed exile. When Napoleon fell definitively at Waterloo in 1815 and the Bourbon monarchy was restored, David’s revolutionary past caught up with him; his vote for the execution of Louis XVI decades prior made him a condemned regicide in the eyes of the new government. Refusing to beg the restored crown for a royal pardon that would compromise his artistic dignity, David chose a self-imposed exile in Brussels. Even in his final years, spent painting classical, apolitical myths far from the halls of French power, David remained a towering testament to a dangerous truth he helped discover: that art, when stripped of its independence, is the most potent weapon an autocrat can wield to conquer the minds of a nation. He left behind a complex legacy—the father of Neoclassicism, a political survivor, and the original architect of modern media manipulation.

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This image is a famous British propaganda print titled "The Contrast 1793" (also known as British Liberty / French Liberty), etched by the prominent caricaturist Thomas Rowlandson based on a design by Lord George Murray. Created during the height of the French Revolution's Reign of Terror, it serves as a stark warning to the British public against adopting French revolutionary ideas by juxtaposing a peaceful, law-abiding Britain with a chaotic, violent France.
The left medallion personifies Britain through a dignified, serene depiction of Britannia. She sits calmly under an oak tree, holding the scales of Justice and a copy of the Magna Carta. A placid British lion rests faithfully at her feet, and a thriving merchant ship sails safely in the background. Listed underneath are virtues reinforcing stability: Religion, Morality, Loyalty, Obedience to the Laws, Independence, Personal Security, Justice, Inheritance, Protection of Property, Industry, National Prosperity, and Happiness.
The right medallion acts as a grotesque caricature of revolutionary France, depicted as a manic, untamed fury or Gorgon. The ragged figure has writhing snakes for hair, stands triumphantly over a decapitated corpse, and brandishes a pitchfork impaling a bleeding human head and two hearts. A man hangs from a lantern post in the background, symbolizing the lawlessness of the mob. Listed below are the grim realities associated with the French regime: Atheism, Perjury, Rebellion, Treason, Anarchy, Murder, Equality, Madness, Cruelty, Injustice, Treachery, Ingratitude, Idleness, Famine, National & Private Ruin, and Misery.
Commissioned and distributed widely in bulk by anti-Jacobin loyalist organizations like the Crown and Anchor Society, this hand-colored etching was deliberately priced very cheaply. It was strategically posted in public spaces—such as taverns, barbershops, and coffee houses—to foster national pride, suppress domestic radicalism, and counter any sympathy for the French Republic.
source: Royal Collection Trust
"The Painter David Drawing Marie-Antoinette Led to Her Execution" is an oil painting by Belgian artist Joseph-Emmanuel van den Büssche. Painted around 1900, this historical scene reimagines a pivotal moment from the French Revolution on October 16, 1793.
The prominent figure seated in the foreground is the famous French Neoclassical painter Jacques-Louis David. He holds a sketchbook and uses a quill pen to quickly capture a profile sketch.
Through the open window, the deposed Queen Marie-Antoinette is visible outside. Shorn of her royal finery, she sits upright in a plain white dress on a wooden plank inside an open cart (tumbril). She is being paraded through the streets of Paris toward the guillotine. A large Revolutionary tricolor flag reading "Égalité, Fraternité" waves directly outside the window.
Peering over David's shoulder is a tense group of spectators wearing late-18th-century attire. Their expressions range from intense curiosity and clinical focus to profound grief, highlighted by the young woman on the right who holds her hands clasped in quiet sorrow or prayer.
While Van den Büssche painted this masterpiece over a century after the event, it references a highly famous, real-life historical artifact.
On the day of the execution, the real Jacques-Louis David—who was a radical Jacobin and had voted in favor of the monarchy's execution—stood at a window of a building along the Rue Saint-Honoré. From that vantage point, he drew a brutally frank, iconic ink sketch of the haggard queen on her final journey. Van den Büssche's painting acts as a "behind-the-scenes" meta-artwork, illustrating the exact moment that iconic, unflinching sketch was born.