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L'Allegro

Artist: William Edward Frost (English, 1810-77)

Date: 1848

Medium: Oil on canvas

Collection: Royal Collection Trust, London, United Kingdom

Description

A Vision of Fiammetta

Artist: Dante Gabriel Rossetti (English, 1828–1882)

Date: 1878

Medium: Oil on canvas

Collection: Private Collection

Description

The painting was one half of one of Rossetti's "double works", accompanying his Ballads and Sonnets (1881). Maria Spartali Stillman modelled for the painting. The subject of painting is Boccaccio's muse named Fiammetta.

The frame of the painting is inscribed with three texts: the sonnet by Boccaccio entitled "On his Last Sight of Fiammetta," which inspired the painting; Rossetti's translation of it, and his own poem mirroring the painting:

Behold Fiammetta, shown in Vision here.

Gloom-girt 'mid Spring-flushed apple-growth she stands; And as she sways the branches with her hands, Along her arm the sundered bloom falls sheer, In separate petals shed, each like a tear; While from the quivering bough the bird expands His wings. And lo! thy spirit understands Life shaken and shower'd and flown, and Death drawn near.

All stirs with change. Her garments beat the air: The angel circling round her aureole Shimmers in flight against the tree's grey bole: While she, with reassuring eyes most fair, A presage and a promise stands; as 'twere

Dead Poets Society (1989) -Directed by Peter Weir

one night in February, exactly the night after my birthday, I was looking for something to watch and found this. like a gift, I spent more than two hours watching this and guess what? my whole life changed.

Rather than "changing" I prefer to call it "realizing" yep, realizing about my life, about my pain, about love, about freedom.

In beautiful cinematography, dead poets society took me to another part of the world, a part that I began to consider as my identity.

literature and poetry, words and ideas, creativity and talent, all mixed together in one film, and I fell in love with everything. even at the last moment of this film, the last few minutes that made my throat choke and my tears fall like urine, I could still see the beauty of this.

This film also inadvertently interprets queer (this is not a headcanon, purely my perspective) how, as queer, we are forced to follow the norms and stigmas of society that are already attached and must not be violated.

It's not just about "freethinker", but how you free yourself. To make your expression free.