NSFW, ALSO PIGTURES LOTS OF THEM
IT'S MY BIRTHDAY AND I FEEL LIKE KILLING MYSELF, seriously, so I wrote a depressed entry that I will probably put up later and decided to picspam myself with things I like.
I've been reading alot about George Mallory, who in case you didn't know, was an Engleeesh climber who died attempting to summit Everest in 1924.
I find him AAAAAATRACTIVE.
Him and his oddly "ovoid" head.
"He had a strikingly beautiful face. It's shape, it's delicately cut features, especially the rather heavily lashed thoughtful eyes, were extraordinarily suggestive of a Botticelli Madonna, even when he had ceased to be a boy - though any suspicion of effeminacy was completely banished by obvious proofs of physical energy and strength." -- Graham Irving
SEXIST QUOTE IS SEXIST...
"...a mathematically minded, smooth chinned, pre Raphelite-looking young man."
(Of) 'kindly individual character' and 'a sweet young fellow'.
GEORG MALLURY, HE MAKES ME HAPPY, GEORG MALLURY, HE WAS SO FIIIIINE, CALL MALLURY WHEN THE BOOK IS OPEN, CALL MALLURY WHEN IT'S CLOSING TIME.
OOOOOORn Everest shortly dun dun dun before his demise.
LOLMAN SULLEN MALLORY IS SULLEN. Also could be titled Mallory teacher of children, for this is what he apparently was at the time. Btw the version of this picture in my book is much bigger and it makes the sullenness approx billions of times funnier.
"I am very interested in the naked me."
As am I George as am I.
I just love how he looks almost alienoid...
Pretty Mallory is pretty
He was a contemporary of Rupert Brooke, YOU KNOW THE POET NASTY HORFACE I AM ALSO OBSESSED WITH.
"He looked like a beautiful statue." --Phyllis Gardner
Brooke as Comus --- Mallory was also in this play as something significantly more minor...
Baby Brooke on the River Cam with a harassed looking Dudely Ward at his back...
"After having tea at the Old Vicarage they walked to Byron's Pool and followed the Cam until they reached a point where they wanted to cross, "the other side was lovely wreathed in dim moonlight, and the soft wind coming over it". Each undressed behind separate trees and Brooke waded across "the water ..black and cold" carrying their clothes, leaving Phyllis to bring his boots. Whilst crossing she accidentally slipped and dropped his boots into the water, "look what I've done! Will you kill me:" and he answered: "Perhaps". At this moment Phyllis was struck by his appearance: "he looked like a beautiful statue, and I could keep away from him no longer, and came out of the water beside him: and we ran and raced across the great meadows and in trying to catch me he knocked me over: and then we came back to our clothes and sat by the water. And he offered to dry me with his hair: it was wild and tousled and standing on end like a mop, and I could see his keen eyes burning under the shadows of his brows.
" She reciprocated by letting her hair down before rubbing her head up and down his back - "in a kind of ecstasy", they sat and talked for a while then he crouched down and looked at her "Aren't you afraid? One's so primitive ". Her reply was that she wasn't, so he reacted by gripping her round the neck with both hands, "Supposing I were to kill you?" and I smiled up at him and said: "Supposing you did? Then I should be dead". They played at this game for a little longer, throughout which she openly admits "I was in a sort of heaven", but they both became cold and ended the tussle, at this point it seems that Brooke became conscious that the situation was rapidly galloping out of control and chided her for being so trusting and putting herself into such a vulnerable situation: he said to me:- "You are a fool." And I said:- "I can't help it or can I?" And after an interval I leaned down across his knee and said: "Are you cross with me for being silly?" and he said:- "A little ....... it isn't fair to yourself, to be so silly." And I said:- "I trusted you." And he answered:- "But it's mad to trust people." ....... And then I lay down again, and he said:- "I want to see you", and spread me out flat. And he looked at me, and felt me, and then said in an off-hand sort of way:- "You've rather a beautiful body". And then quite suddenly he bent over and kissed me."
They then dressed and returned to the Old Vicarage. This day marked the burgeoning of their love affair, a confirmation of their feelings for one another, each being left with their own powerful memory. Phyllis recalled the moment she left Brooke that night in a particularly moving passage:
"I protested that my mother would probably think I was dead. And at last we rose and came to the door, and I found my bicycle and he lighted the lamp for me and then suddenly we kissed one another again: and then he looked grave and said:- " ....... It would be so dreadful if you were hurt in any way ......."
"Don't you worry!" said I. "I shan't be hurt!". And jumped on the bicycle and rode off in the pouring torrents of rain.
"I shan't be hurt". It kept re-echoing through my mind.
ohBrookebbiwuvyew
ALL THE TRUST TESTING AND THE WHY, WOULD YOU EVER TRUST A LIVING SOUL EVER? ANXIETY AND THE SEPERATION ANXIETY AND ALL THE ANXIETY.
Aaaaw man I just aaaaw.
Also...
"The couple would continue to meet at the flat where Brooke would praise her beautiful body "just like a rather pretty boy".
The key to understanding Brooke I feel would be the importance of sexuality in his life and how his SUPRA repressed homosexuality undid him mentally.
Anyway Mallory had a short relashionship with Brooke's friend James Strachey and man he seemed so sweetly committed to it even though Strachey seems to have been just using Mallory to attempt to make Brooke jealush.
LOL RUPERT BROOKE AND JAMES STRACHEY THE GREATEST ROMANCE THAT NEVER EVER WAS OR EVER WOULD BE IN A MILLION YURRS.
So I had this idea of Rupert Brooke by peculiar whim of heartfulness (of which he was prone) taking pity on Mallory and trying to comfort him about James, which in my head led to BAM COMFORT (Mallory)/ SENSUAL INDULGENCE (Brooke) SEX.
I am trying to write this, still a year later.
YES I AM TRYING TO WRITE GEORGE MALLORY/RUPERT BROOKE.
SLASH.
LOL WRY?
BECOS THE WORLD I WAS CRYING OUT FOR IT IN MY SLEEP
So not only does posting about them both cheer me the fuck up, it is also a good place to collate reference pictures, research and links to resources. At least I would post links if the link button in the rich text editor worked at all.
Gratuitous, assorted men and art
RED BULL GIVES YOU....SEXXI??
JAILBAIT JAMIE IS FIIIIINE WITH ME
ARMIE HAMMER IS GOING TO BE THE NEW LONE RANGER - FILM BEST BE CAMPY AND HORRIFIC OTHERWISE....
THIS IS THE SAME ARMIE HAMMER WHO IS PLAYING LEONARDO DICAPRIO'S BOYFRIEND
AND PRINCE CHARMING IN ANOTHER FILM....PERFECT FILM CAREER???
The trailer for Jazzy Eizenbug's new film looks about as awful as anything he's made (and he is a man who contributed to Rio), however I am a big fan of his strait hurr and his foolishly optmistic JUST ABOUT TO GET REIPED smile in this still...
THAT IS THE FACE OF A MAN WHO WAS ONCE GOING TO PLAY ALLEN GINSBERG.....THINK ON THAT.
MAN I AM SO SAD THAT FILM FELL THROUGH....JAZZY EIZENBUG MOONING AFTER BEN WHISHAW (he was going to play Lucien Carr) WAS SOMETHING I NEEDED.
STOP FINDING PETER GABRIEL ATTRACTIVE SELF!!!!111
oooooh and
I found out Henry Scott Tuke existed....all of his paintings are approximately this beautiful...*sigh* ARTZ
Also I never seem to stop gazing on the wonder of
The Lady of Shallot by John William Waterhouse....
Best thing I ever done was go see that beauty in the Tate.... glee...
Work soooooooon :(
I've been reading alot about George Mallory, who in case you didn't know, was an Engleeesh climber who died attempting to summit Everest in 1924.
I find him AAAAAATRACTIVE.
Him and his oddly "ovoid" head.
"He had a strikingly beautiful face. It's shape, it's delicately cut features, especially the rather heavily lashed thoughtful eyes, were extraordinarily suggestive of a Botticelli Madonna, even when he had ceased to be a boy - though any suspicion of effeminacy was completely banished by obvious proofs of physical energy and strength." -- Graham Irving
SEXIST QUOTE IS SEXIST...
"...a mathematically minded, smooth chinned, pre Raphelite-looking young man."
(Of) 'kindly individual character' and 'a sweet young fellow'.
GEORG MALLURY, HE MAKES ME HAPPY, GEORG MALLURY, HE WAS SO FIIIIINE, CALL MALLURY WHEN THE BOOK IS OPEN, CALL MALLURY WHEN IT'S CLOSING TIME.
OOOOOORn Everest shortly dun dun dun before his demise.
LOLMAN SULLEN MALLORY IS SULLEN. Also could be titled Mallory teacher of children, for this is what he apparently was at the time. Btw the version of this picture in my book is much bigger and it makes the sullenness approx billions of times funnier.
"I am very interested in the naked me."
As am I George as am I.
I just love how he looks almost alienoid...
Pretty Mallory is pretty
He was a contemporary of Rupert Brooke, YOU KNOW THE POET NASTY HORFACE I AM ALSO OBSESSED WITH.
"He looked like a beautiful statue." --Phyllis Gardner
Brooke as Comus --- Mallory was also in this play as something significantly more minor...
Baby Brooke on the River Cam with a harassed looking Dudely Ward at his back...
"After having tea at the Old Vicarage they walked to Byron's Pool and followed the Cam until they reached a point where they wanted to cross, "the other side was lovely wreathed in dim moonlight, and the soft wind coming over it". Each undressed behind separate trees and Brooke waded across "the water ..black and cold" carrying their clothes, leaving Phyllis to bring his boots. Whilst crossing she accidentally slipped and dropped his boots into the water, "look what I've done! Will you kill me:" and he answered: "Perhaps". At this moment Phyllis was struck by his appearance: "he looked like a beautiful statue, and I could keep away from him no longer, and came out of the water beside him: and we ran and raced across the great meadows and in trying to catch me he knocked me over: and then we came back to our clothes and sat by the water. And he offered to dry me with his hair: it was wild and tousled and standing on end like a mop, and I could see his keen eyes burning under the shadows of his brows.
" She reciprocated by letting her hair down before rubbing her head up and down his back - "in a kind of ecstasy", they sat and talked for a while then he crouched down and looked at her "Aren't you afraid? One's so primitive ". Her reply was that she wasn't, so he reacted by gripping her round the neck with both hands, "Supposing I were to kill you?" and I smiled up at him and said: "Supposing you did? Then I should be dead". They played at this game for a little longer, throughout which she openly admits "I was in a sort of heaven", but they both became cold and ended the tussle, at this point it seems that Brooke became conscious that the situation was rapidly galloping out of control and chided her for being so trusting and putting herself into such a vulnerable situation: he said to me:- "You are a fool." And I said:- "I can't help it or can I?" And after an interval I leaned down across his knee and said: "Are you cross with me for being silly?" and he said:- "A little ....... it isn't fair to yourself, to be so silly." And I said:- "I trusted you." And he answered:- "But it's mad to trust people." ....... And then I lay down again, and he said:- "I want to see you", and spread me out flat. And he looked at me, and felt me, and then said in an off-hand sort of way:- "You've rather a beautiful body". And then quite suddenly he bent over and kissed me."
They then dressed and returned to the Old Vicarage. This day marked the burgeoning of their love affair, a confirmation of their feelings for one another, each being left with their own powerful memory. Phyllis recalled the moment she left Brooke that night in a particularly moving passage:
"I protested that my mother would probably think I was dead. And at last we rose and came to the door, and I found my bicycle and he lighted the lamp for me and then suddenly we kissed one another again: and then he looked grave and said:- " ....... It would be so dreadful if you were hurt in any way ......."
"Don't you worry!" said I. "I shan't be hurt!". And jumped on the bicycle and rode off in the pouring torrents of rain.
"I shan't be hurt". It kept re-echoing through my mind.
ohBrookebbiwuvyew
ALL THE TRUST TESTING AND THE WHY, WOULD YOU EVER TRUST A LIVING SOUL EVER? ANXIETY AND THE SEPERATION ANXIETY AND ALL THE ANXIETY.
Aaaaw man I just aaaaw.
Also...
"The couple would continue to meet at the flat where Brooke would praise her beautiful body "just like a rather pretty boy".
The key to understanding Brooke I feel would be the importance of sexuality in his life and how his SUPRA repressed homosexuality undid him mentally.
Anyway Mallory had a short relashionship with Brooke's friend James Strachey and man he seemed so sweetly committed to it even though Strachey seems to have been just using Mallory to attempt to make Brooke jealush.
LOL RUPERT BROOKE AND JAMES STRACHEY THE GREATEST ROMANCE THAT NEVER EVER WAS OR EVER WOULD BE IN A MILLION YURRS.
So I had this idea of Rupert Brooke by peculiar whim of heartfulness (of which he was prone) taking pity on Mallory and trying to comfort him about James, which in my head led to BAM COMFORT (Mallory)/ SENSUAL INDULGENCE (Brooke) SEX.
I am trying to write this, still a year later.
YES I AM TRYING TO WRITE GEORGE MALLORY/RUPERT BROOKE.
SLASH.
LOL WRY?
BECOS THE WORLD I WAS CRYING OUT FOR IT IN MY SLEEP
So not only does posting about them both cheer me the fuck up, it is also a good place to collate reference pictures, research and links to resources. At least I would post links if the link button in the rich text editor worked at all.
Gratuitous, assorted men and art
RED BULL GIVES YOU....SEXXI??
JAILBAIT JAMIE IS FIIIIINE WITH ME
ARMIE HAMMER IS GOING TO BE THE NEW LONE RANGER - FILM BEST BE CAMPY AND HORRIFIC OTHERWISE....
THIS IS THE SAME ARMIE HAMMER WHO IS PLAYING LEONARDO DICAPRIO'S BOYFRIEND
AND PRINCE CHARMING IN ANOTHER FILM....PERFECT FILM CAREER???
The trailer for Jazzy Eizenbug's new film looks about as awful as anything he's made (and he is a man who contributed to Rio), however I am a big fan of his strait hurr and his foolishly optmistic JUST ABOUT TO GET REIPED smile in this still...
THAT IS THE FACE OF A MAN WHO WAS ONCE GOING TO PLAY ALLEN GINSBERG.....THINK ON THAT.
MAN I AM SO SAD THAT FILM FELL THROUGH....JAZZY EIZENBUG MOONING AFTER BEN WHISHAW (he was going to play Lucien Carr) WAS SOMETHING I NEEDED.
STOP FINDING PETER GABRIEL ATTRACTIVE SELF!!!!111
oooooh and
I found out Henry Scott Tuke existed....all of his paintings are approximately this beautiful...*sigh* ARTZ
Also I never seem to stop gazing on the wonder of
The Lady of Shallot by John William Waterhouse....
Best thing I ever done was go see that beauty in the Tate.... glee...
Work soooooooon :(