Take a giant step outside your mind...
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 I’ve lived through many ages. I’ve seen suffering in the darkness. Yet I have seen beauty thrive in the most fragile of places. I have seen the book. The book that turned darkness into light.

The Secret Of Kells (2009) - Tomm Moore & Nora Twomey

This movie is a kaleidoscope of patterns that are so gorgeous it hurts.

Where now is Boromir the Fair? He tarries and I grieve.
‘Ask me not where he doth dwell—so many bones there lie
On the white shores and on the black shores under the stormy sky;
So many have passed down Anduin to find the flowing sea.
Ask of the North Wind news of them the North Wind sends to me!’
Oh Boromir! Beyond the gate the Seaward road runs South,
But you came not with the wailing gulls from the grey seas mouth.

:’(
Every. Time.

"The emotion of beauty is always hindered by the particular appearance of an ‘object’; the object must therefore be abstracted from any figurative representation."
~Piet Mondrian

Self-Portrait, c. 1900
Oil on canvas, mounted on masonite, 55 x 39 cm
Washington, D.C., The Phillips Collection

Bosch Woods near Oele, 1908
Oil on canvas, 128 x 158 cm
The Hague, Haags Gemeentemuseum

Composition with Red, Black, Blue, and Yellow, 1928
Oil on canvas, 45 x 45 cm
Ludwigshafen am Rhein, Wilhelm-Hack-Museum

Avond (Evening): The Red Tree, 1910
Oil on canvas, 70 x 99 cm
The Hague, Haags Gemeentemuseum

"A real dedicated children’s film is something that adults will also find rewarding whereas films made for adults which consist simply of a kind of adornment and decoration will leave children deeply dissatisfied. I oppose simplifying the world for children. The fact of the matter is that children know, somehow they intuit and deeply understand the complexity of the world we live in. So, I would suggest that you not underestimate children."~Hayao MiyazakiScreencap from Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakushi - Spirited Away (2001)

"A real dedicated children’s film is something that adults will also find rewarding whereas films made for adults which consist simply of a kind of adornment and decoration will leave children deeply dissatisfied. I oppose simplifying the world for children. The fact of the matter is that children know, somehow they intuit and deeply understand the complexity of the world we live in. So, I would suggest that you not underestimate children."
~Hayao Miyazaki

Screencap from Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakushi - Spirited Away (2001)

Anachie Gordon
by Mary Black
(derived from the Scottish folk song Lord Saltoun and Auchanachie)Harking is bonnie And there lives my love My heart lies on him And will not remove It will not remove Oh for all that I have done Oh I never will forget my love Anachie For Anachie Gordon He’s bonnie and he’s rough He’d entice any woman that ever he saw He’d entice any woman and so he has done me Oh I never will forget my love Anachie Down came her father and he’s standing by the door Saying Jeannie you’re trying the tricks of a whore You care nothing for a man who cares so very much for thee You must marry Lord Sulton and leave Anachie For Anachie Gorden, he’s barely but a man Although he may be pretty but where are his lands? Oh the Sulton’s lands are broad and his towers they run high You must marry Lord Sulton and leave Anachie With Anachie Gordon I’d beg for my bread And before I’ll marry Sulton it’s gold to my head With gold to my head and gowns fringed to the knee And I’ll die if I don’t get me love Anachie And you that are my parents to Church you may me bring But unto Lord Sulton I’ll never bear a son To a son or a daughter, I’ll never bow my knee And I’ll die if I don’t get me love Anachie Jeannie was married and from church she was brought home And when she and her maidens so merry should have been When she and her maidens so merry should have been She went into her chambers she cried all alone Come to bed now Jeannie me honey and my sweet For to style you my mistress it would be so sweet Be it mistress or Jeannie it’s all the same to me But in your bed Lord Sulton I never will lie And down came her father and he’s spoken with reknown Saying you that are her maidens go loosen off her gowns But she fell down to the floor so close down by his knee Saying father look I’m dying for me love Anachie The day that Jeannie married was the day that Jeannie died And the day that young Anachie came home on the tide And down came her maidens all wringing of their hands Saying oh it’s been so long you’ve spent so long on the sands Oh so long on the sands, so long on the flood They have married your Jeannie and now she lies dead You that are her maidens go take me by the hand And take me to the chamber that me love she lies in And he’s kissed her cold lips till his heart has turned to stone And he’s died in the chamber that his love she lies in

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Photo by lindsaymarmadas ~ Doolin, County Clare, Ireland.
by Mary Black
(derived from the Scottish folk song Lord Saltoun and Auchanachie)

Harking is bonnie
And there lives my love
My heart lies on him
And will not remove
It will not remove
Oh for all that I have done
Oh I never will forget my love Anachie

For Anachie Gordon
He’s bonnie and he’s rough
He’d entice any woman that ever he saw
He’d entice any woman and so he has done me
Oh I never will forget my love Anachie

Down came her father and he’s standing by the door
Saying Jeannie you’re trying the tricks of a whore
You care nothing for a man who cares so very much for thee
You must marry Lord Sulton and leave Anachie
For Anachie Gorden, he’s barely but a man
Although he may be pretty but where are his lands?
Oh the Sulton’s lands are broad and his towers they run high
You must marry Lord Sulton and leave Anachie

With Anachie Gordon I’d beg for my bread
And before I’ll marry Sulton it’s gold to my head
With gold to my head and gowns fringed to the knee
And I’ll die if I don’t get me love Anachie
And you that are my parents to Church you may me bring
But unto Lord Sulton I’ll never bear a son
To a son or a daughter, I’ll never bow my knee
And I’ll die if I don’t get me love Anachie

Jeannie was married and from church she was brought home
And when she and her maidens so merry should have been
When she and her maidens so merry should have been
She went into her chambers she cried all alone

Come to bed now Jeannie me honey and my sweet
For to style you my mistress it would be so sweet
Be it mistress or Jeannie it’s all the same to me
But in your bed Lord Sulton I never will lie
And down came her father and he’s spoken with reknown
Saying you that are her maidens go loosen off her gowns
But she fell down to the floor so close down by his knee
Saying father look I’m dying for me love Anachie

The day that Jeannie married was the day that Jeannie died
And the day that young Anachie came home on the tide
And down came her maidens all wringing of their hands
Saying oh it’s been so long you’ve spent so long on the sands
Oh so long on the sands, so long on the flood
They have married your Jeannie and now she lies dead

You that are her maidens go take me by the hand
And take me to the chamber that me love she lies in
And he’s kissed her cold lips till his heart has turned to stone
And he’s died in the chamber that his love she lies in
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Photo by lindsaymarmadas ~ Doolin, County Clare, Ireland.