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thinking about coptic mummy paintings and weeping
like. i know these people

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Medieval scribes writing things like “fuck the abbot” (their boss) and “I am so hung over I feel dead” and “that goddamn cat got in here and pissed on the manuscript” and drawing penis monsters and purposefully unflattering portraits of public figures and animals in the marginalia is funny, yes. But more than that it is so deeply quintessentially human. It reminds you that they were largely just frustrated young adults who did an extremely repetitive and tedious job 6 days a week during daylight hours in poor conditions and felt the same malaise young adults feel now.
I love that these have survived the centuries !
NB those pointing fingers, drawing attention to a pee-stain and an Irritated Clerk Comment about what happened one night in about 1420:
“Hic non defectus est, sed cattus minxit desuper nocte quadam. Confundatur pessimus cattus qui minxit super librum istum in nocte Daventrie, et consimiliter omnes alii propter illum. Et cavendum valde ne permittantur libri aperti per noctem ubi cattie venire possunt.” "This is not an error, but the place where a cat peed from above one night. Confusion to that worst of cats who peed upon this book in the night at Deventer (city in the Netherlands) and because of him, all others likewise. And take care not to let books be open by night where cats are able to get at them."
We once had to bury a book in baking soda for about a week because of a similar incident. 600 years difference, and no difference; cats will do what they do... :->
Ye knowe eek, that in forme of speche is chaunge With-inne a thousand yeer, and wordes tho That hadden prys, now wonder nyce and straunge Us thinketh hem; and yet they spake hem so, And spedde as wel in love as men now do.
chaucer, Troilus and Criseyde c. 1380
glossary: eek also and even tho at the time prys great value wonder a cause for astonishment nyce stupid spedde succeeded
You know the form of language, too, can change. Within a thousand years, even the words that were most precious then, seem strange and foolish to us; yet they spoke them so and did no worse in love than we now do.
I found this really cool digital archive of letters written by 4th~13thc women!
Epistolae is a collection of letters to and from women in the Middle Ages, from the 4th to the 13th century. The letters, written in Latin,
Stater of Kingdom of Syria with laureate head of Zeus (obverse) and elephant with spear above (reverse), struck under Seleukos I Nikator
Greek (minted at Susa), Early Hellenistic Period, c. 298-280 B.C.
silver
Museum of Fine Arts, Boston

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TW: slavery and the slave trade
The fact that the trafficking of enslaved Africans underpins so much of western European culture is so severely underacknowledged by white western Europeans that it boggles the mind to think of it. I've posted here before about how pitiful have been the attempts of white institutions to account for the crimes of their past, how they will at best acknowledge only the most blatant and undeniable parts of their history while laundering responsibility for the great majority of it. One particularly striking aspect of that is how little museum space in western Europe is dedicated to discussing slavery.
The British Museum in London was formed from the private collection of Hans Sloane whose collection was funded by profits from Caribbean plantations inherited by his wife. The original museum building was bought by the British government from the children of John Montagu, a man who was literally granted ownership of the Caribbean islands of St Lucia and St Vincent by the British state. The current museum building was constructed starting in the 1820s (when slavery was still legal in the British Empire) funded directly by the British government, around 20% of whose tax income at that time came in the form of customs on imported products, such as sugar and cotton from the Caribbean.
Yet the extent of the museum's engagement with its total historic dependence on slavery is merely to have moved a bust of Hans Sloane's head to a new location with some comments on his slavery connection. There is an ongoing campaign to have merely one permanent exhibit about the slave trade at the musem. (And this is not even getting into the famous legacy of that museum as a repository of looted colonial plunder such as the Benin bronzes.)
It's not just big museums either. A tiny museum like Jane Austen's house in Chawton, UK, has a notice on its website regarding mentions of slavery that actually reassures guests that they won't go too far in doing so, "We would like to offer reassurance that we will not, and have never had any intention to, interrogate Jane Austen, her characters or her readers for drinking tea." An admission that's rather telling about what they expect the views of museum visitors to be. But why not interrogate her or her characters? That is exactly what they should be doing!
It is quite well-known among Austen fans than Mansfield Park is her book that deals with slavery: the protagonist lives in the house of a man who owns slave plantations in Antigua. Many fans are keen to find evidence in the text that the protagonist objects to this, but she ultimately marries the son of the plantation owner and lives on the land of the plantation owner and her husband's income is paid by the plantation owner, so her objections (if they exist) cannot be worth much.
In Persuasion, the protagonist's love interest is a naval officer who fought in the Battle of Santo Domingo, a battle that was explicitly about protecting British interests in the Caribbean (i.e. sugar plantations) from being captured by the French.
In Pride and Prejudice, Mr Bingley has no land and his huge income is derived from investment in government bonds, which is to say that he pays for British military campaigns (such as the same Battle of Santo Domingo) and in return he is paid by the British government out of tax income, of which a big chunk is customs levied on slave-produced products.
And that's without even getting into the question of where the cotton comes from that makes up the dresses which are a frequent subject of discussion for many Austen characters.
For that matter, what about the dresses worn by Austen herself when writing her novels? The sugar in the tea she drank? The very house she lived in was owned by her brother, who inherited it (and all his considerable wealth) from Thomas Knight, a Tory MP (which is to say, a politican from the British political wing which most heavily supported slavery). The world of Austen's novels is entirely about slavery, it is the very thing which makes the lifestyles of the characters possible. The whole museum is about slavery whether the curators like it or not, anything less than mentioning it constantly is a deliberate hiding of the truth. And when I visited it a couple of years ago, I do not recall seeing slavery mentioned even once (maybe I missed one sign in a corner of one room or something idk).
As well as the severe underreporting of slavery at museums, the lack of slavery-specific museums in western Europe is also really remarkable. The Mercado de Escravos in Lagos, Portgual and the International Slavery Museum in Liverpool, UK, are the only two that I am aware of, albeit the latter is closed until 2029. A slavery museum in Amsterdam has been proposed and is supposed to open in 2030, but given that a French slavery museum was proposed by Francois Hollande a decade ago and never built I will not get my hopes too high about it.
The London Museum Docklands has a permanent exhibit on London's connection to slavery, which is pretty good as far as it goes, but is utterly pathetic in the context that it is the only permanent exhibit about the slave trade in the whole city. The best I have seen by far is the Suriname Museum in Amsterdam, which dedicates a huge portion of its space to covering the slave trade in great detail. The fact that the museum was founded by the descendants of enslaved Africans who were trafficked to Suriname is surely why this particular museum is so good.
The contrast between that and white institutions like the British Museum is really stark. Do you treat the slave trade with the gravity it deserves, which is to say that you mention it at every opportunity and do not shy away from saying, "The slave trade is why this museum, this city, this country, this continent, why all of it is the way it is"? Or do you move one statue to a new location, put a little sign up about how one man's wife's family owned slaves a long time ago, and say "That's enough, we've dealt with the slavery issue now"?
Studio portrait of a Northwest Coast woman with her hair tied back in a net, British Columbia, Canada, 1866-70.
British Museum
This is more 1863-1865.
Thanks! I don't know clothing that well.
Ever get really sad about someone who died c.1359?
A couple of years ago I shared a piece of marginalia written by a 21-year-old scribe and law student who was living through the plague: "May this great plague pass over me and my friends, and restore us once more to joy and gladness," he wrote on Christmas Eve around 1350. He came back a year later to tell us he survived: "May we reach the anniversary of this night many times."
Today I was reading a legal text associated with his family, and in the introduction I learned that that scribe died nine years after he wrote that first message, when he was thirty years old.
The Annals of Ulster writes: "Aedh son of Concobur Mac Aedhagain, who was to be chief professor of jurisprudence, died." (This is under the entry for 1356, but its dates are consistently a little off; the plague is first mentioned under the entry for 1346, which is a couple of years before it actually reached Ireland, and Aedh told us he was writing in the second year of it – hence "c.1359".)
I don't know what he died of. But I am sad to think he did not see the anniversary of that night all that many times. :(
Just some cute little hedgehogs climbing on a grapevine, as they are wont to do. This comes from the 1175 Bestiary.
More scrutiny of medieval handbooks
In two versions of the Umda (the ones ignored by every single study of the text) there’s a recipe for counterfeit lapis lazuli credited to Omar the Forger. And it’s brilliant. [...] Lapis lazuli was never terribly ethical but right now it directly finances the Taliban, so for myself, I’m never sourcing Afghan lapis again. There are other solutions: genuine lapis from Chile, or from Siberia (another questionable source), and there's also synthetic ultramarine, and also azurite for a different hue... But to be able to make a good blue pigment from a sustainable plant dye + chalk was an epiphany, and to think this was known, then forgotten! What else do medieval forgers have in store for us?
A fascinating article on received knowledge and medieval ink recipes in a little-known Islamic manuscript.

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All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person's (or thing's) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time's relentless melt.
Susan Sontag, On Photography (originally published in 1977)
A Mughal Empress or Member of the Royal Family | The Wellcome Collection
All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person's (or thing's) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time's relentless melt.
Susan Sontag, On Photography (originally published in 1977)
crewmembers demonstrating the windlass aboard the whaling bark SUNBEAM, photo by Clifford Ashley, ca 1900s.
This is a page from a Medieval glossary, a list of words followed by a synonym or an explanation of their meaning. Glossaries are the ancestors of dictionaries, the difference is that dictionaries aim to include all the words in a language, while glossaries were/are made to help students understand a specific Latin text that they studied in school, listing the difficult or outdated words from that text.
The page in this photo is the last surviving page of a glossary that was copied around the year 900 probably to be used in the Barcelona Cathedral's school. It's kept in the Diocesan Archive of Barcelona (Catalonia).
Image source.

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ca. 1860-70s, [hand tinted ambrotype portrait of a women with her nine-string bango]
via Yale University’s Collection of American Literature, Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library, Randolph Linsly Simpson African-American collection
From a 9th century Irish manuscript, the phrase ‘massive hangover’ (Latheirt) written in the ancient Irish text Ogham. The monk must have been having a very rough day…..
Source
The exact translation is “ale killed us” which is somehow better