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[Painting of Death as a spectral nanny taking a child and infant away from their bereaved family. A detail shows the family’s house number is 1918.]
I never realized this until seeing the detail, but this painting is most likely about the flu pandemic.
it’s really interesting seeing death portrayed as a woman
Especially a a nurturer rather than a destroyer
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“The Mars Volta y John estaban afuera esperando la camioneta cuando de la nada vino mi sobrina y me dijo "Ya sé que decirle a John” y yo le pregunté “Qué?” y ella dijo “Amo muchísimo tu música” (hasta ese momento ella no le había hablado, estaba muy vergonzosa)… y yo le dije que eso estaba bien, pero no le creía que esté hablando en serio… gracias a dios me había equivocado!
Ella fue hacia él y le dijo: “John?”… él se dio vuelta y cuando la vio se arrodilló como en la foto… y luego ella dijo “Amo muchísimo tu música” y John empezó a responderle, pero ella no lo entendía (¡no sabía hablar inglés! ¡sólo sabía decir esas palabras!)… entonces yo le expliqué la situación a John y él hizo la cosa más hermosa que he visto… la tomó de su mano y dijo con gestos y palabras “YOU (la señaló a ella” MADE ME (se señaló él mismo) HAPPY (con sus dedos “dibujó” una sonrisa en sus labios)”————————————————————————————————————————————-
The Mars Volta and John were outside waiting for the van and just out of the blue my niece came to me and told me: ” I know what to say to John” and I asked her what? and she said “I love your music very much” (up until that moment she hadn’t spoken to him, she was very shy..)… and I said that it was ok, but I didn’t believe she was for real… but thank god I was mistaken!
She went to him and said :”John?”… he turned around and when he saw her he bent like in the picture… and then she told him “I love your music very much” and John started to reply to her but she didn’t understand him (she couldn’t speak in english at that time!! she only knew how to say those words!!)…. so I explained to him the situation and so he did the most beautiful thing I have seen… he took her by the arm and said with words and gestures “YOU (he pointed at her) MADE ME (he pointed at him) HAPPY (with his fingers “drew” a smile on his lips)
The story behind it (again): This is a picture of my arm and my sister’s. She’s the one with the tattoo I’m the one with the scars. I’ve been in a mental hospital for over a year because of selfharm, suicidal thoughts & a depression. Me and my sister always had a really close band. We only had each other but everything changed when I was hospitalised; she was alone and she couldn’t cope with the fact that I was unhappy. She kept blaming herself and tried everything to make me better. She always had to cry when I needed to go back to the hospital. She cried while calling ambulances for me and when she saw my not responding on the bathroom floor. But things got better, because of the hospital but because of her too. I had a reason to live, to exist. I realised I needed to get better because of her. She always told me it was me & her against the world. And believe me we were and we still are. So when I got better I still had all those marks on my arm, it made me sad ofcourse it reminded me of my lows and my demons. My sister saw how it affected my recovery and without I knew any of it she tattooed my birthday on her wrist. I kept asking her why why why. Her answer: ‘You don’t have your own arms anymore so you can have mine’ This picture shows how she pulls me up every time.
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