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Rules: Describe yourself with 10 pics that are already on your phone. No searching nor downloading!

Clearly most of these were before quarantine, but I’ll leave it up to you on how you want to interpret these. As for the Portrait photo with the Holy Trinity, I think that one is pretty self-explanatory.

This was fun 😊

Tagging my loves @ladyonfire28 @portraitdelajeunefilleenfeu @pensoakspaper @unfumble @bereaving @holyterrortomboy @songayes @wildernesssorpresa

This is so cute! Hahaha, spam away, I certainly don't mind. I'm rather flattered and yeah, right back at you. I'm currently busy working (and writing my second chapter in between but shush, don't tell my boss) but I'm pretty sure I'm gonna go through (read: stalk) your blog at one point. Mark my words, you've been warned! 😆

“List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. Learn to know your mutuals and followers”

1. Being outdoors. It’s terribly vague I know but it’s a requirement for discovering those moments when nature just aligns in weird and breathtaking ways that kinda knocks me off my feet sometimes.. all the small details, like the smell of grass when it rains or how long moss grow on trees in places where the air is very clean, or the way the sea in my hometown goes blank in the evening in summer. That makes me very happy.

2. Mountains. Kind of connected to number one but I specifically love living in the mountains so much that I figured it deserves a spot of its own. At first I thought I loved them more in the winter, but as the years have passed I realized I love them just as much in all the other seasons too.

3. Word humor. Think Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy, or some of the dialogue from Gilmore Girls. Like, kinda dry and intellectual humor.. it’s difficult to explain it but yeah. Words. I like words, they make me happy.

4. Cinnamon buns or cardamom buns, I’m not picky. They don’t do them where I live now and I miss them a lot.

5. Waking up briefly because the person sleeping next to you is moving closer to you or pulling you closer to them while they sleep. Best feeling ever. (Being single sucks, I miss this kind of intimacy so much.)

Yes, someone pointed this out to me when I had the same question (and it is lost in my tags). At TIFF, at about 16:10+, Céline talks about how since this is a film about/filtered through memory, the memory is contaminated by the knowledge of how the entire affair ends. The “ghost” that Marianne sees is actually the final sight of Heloise that Marianne managed to see: Heloise standing in the room trying on the wedding dress or Heloise on the staircase.

The timing of the ghost sightings are interesting, too. That is, the first time it happens, Marianne and Heloise have kissed in the cove but the formal start of their romance is about to ensue, so Marianne, remembering these events, is already feeling haunted by how the romance will end even before it starts. (And Céline has said this as well, that “The present of the love story would be haunted by its end, which is something all love stories have, in a way. We’re haunted by our beginnings and our hypothetical endings.”)

The second time it happens, when Marianne goes down for a glass of water after the drugs, the painting is closer and closer to being finished. In fact, the following day is when they fight and when they finish the painting. So it’s on the final night (and the visions only occur at night, in the dark, like the majority of spooky ghost visitations) before the knowledge of the end really comes for them, so it’s a sign of Marianne’s heightened anxiety/awareness as she’s recalling particular points in their relationship.

In short, it’s an effect of memory and a commentary on memory.

Ohh this explains so much.

It’s from Henry V, in the prologue to Act III:

Grapple your minds to sternage of this navy,And leave your England, as dead midnight still,Guarded with grandsires, babies and old women,Either past or not arrived to pith and puissance;For who is he, whose chin is but enrich’dWith one appearing hair, that will not followThese cull’d and choice-drawn cavaliers to France?

I learned it for voice class at BADA last summer. I really like the idea of being either past or not arrived to wit and strength because it implies always striving for those things even if you never quite get it right. I also like that the passage itself is all about leaving your comfort zone for the world of imagination and adventure.

I like to think that “pith and puissance” sums up what my blog is about: wit, strength, trying to be better than we are, nostalgia for what we used to be, imagination, trying new things, growing up, and being pretentious about theater.