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If you like art - You must hear pictures at an exhibition by Mussorgsky - he literally wrote music for art works imagening how they would sound!
Classical music to listen to based on your interests
(yes, I made another list. sue me. i’m all for spreading classical music awareness. feel free to add to this list.)
If you like facts and logic - literally anything by Bach
If you like roasting people - “Leck mich im Arsch” by Mozart
If you like politics - Sinfonia Eroica (Symphony No. 3) by Beethoven
If you like invading other countries - “Ride of the Valkyries” by Wagner
If you like showing off - “Caprice No. 24″ by Paganini
If you like nature - “Finlandia” by Sibelius
If you like dancing - Slavonic Dances by Dvorak
If you like art - anything by Debussy
If you like reading - Scheherazade by Rimsky-Korsakov
If you’re classy - “The Blue Danube” by Strauss
If you like history - The Water Music by Handel
If you’re religious - A German Requiem by Brahms
If you like Star Wars/Star Trek - The Planets by Holst
If you like “All By Myself” - Piano Concerto No. 2 by Rachmaninoff
If you like crying your eyes out - “Nimrod” by Elgar
If you like the zoo - The Carnival of the Animals by Saint-Saens
If you like jazz - Jazz Suite No. 2, “Waltz No. 2″ by Shostakovich
If you’re patriotic - New World Symphony (Symphony No. 9) by Dvorak
If you like satanic rituals - “The Rite of Spring” by Stravinsky
If you like the burning flames of hell - Requiem in D Minor by Mozart
If you like New York City - “Rhapsody in Blue” by Gershwin
If you like sleep - “Sicilienne” by Faure
If you like Halloween - “Danse Macabre” by Saint-Saens
Classical Composer's and their last words
Mozart: "The taste of death is upon my lips...I feel something, that is not of this earth"
Bach: "Don't cry for me, for I go where music is born"
Beethoven: "Pity, pity, too late!"
Mahler: "Mozart! Mozart!"
Chopin: "Now is my final agony. No more." (while listening to Mozart's Requiem)
Bartok: "The sad thing is that I leave with so much to say"
Berg: "But I have so little time"
Why do these Posters for the Met's Don Giovanni remind me of Pirates of the Caribbean? 😅 Opera Houses have really gotten A LOT more modern over the last few years. They really got a Hollywood poster movie style to them now.
Marius Kwiecien as Don Giovanni
Glyptothek Munich - One of the oldest Museums for acient arts
The museum features sculptures dating from 650 BCE to 550 CE
Painted by Auguste Toulmouche (1829 - 1890)
Undine painted by John William Waterhouse (1849 - 1917)
Paintings made by Georges Clairin (1843-1919)
Can’t wait to visit!
Palacio/Ópera Garnier, París
Hey forceful reminder that Spirit Animals are strictly native north american culture and no one else's. We came into there land and hurt them immensely and in so many ways. i am not responsible for what my ancestors did and there's no "fixing" what happened and what's CURRENTLY happening, but I feel strongly about this and want any and all indigenous north american people to know i have your back.
Spirit animal definition: in North American Indigenous cultures, a spirit or animal revered as sacred, that guides, helps, or protects individuals, lineages, and nations
Source
w/ love - Mason
Ps: ik "spirit animals" have become a ironic comedic thing so try changing "spirit animal" to "patronus" same effect less cultural appropriation. Peace ✌🏻
She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice. And she knew that. She wore dark red lipstick the colour of blood, and not just any blood, but period blood. She wore smokey eyes and didn’t bother hiding the dark circles from insomniac nights and had a perfectly winged eyeliner that she had read in sixth grade made you look like a cat and she loved cats though she was, as she begrudgingly admitted to her animal lover friends, afraid to touch them. Her nose was radically different from what the rest of her family had and someone said it made her look like a Greek sculpture. She refuses to wear high heels unless it is a wedding and she loves standing taller than the people who used to look down on her. She practically lives in her well-worn sneakers that she bought with the money from her first salary because the heels prescribed by the boss at work were ergonomically stupid and anyway, she would like to have her spine and muscles intact in old age. She had a small little birthmark right beneath the outer of her left eye, on her high cheekbones that her uncle had told her resembled her country. She has two very slightly crooked front teeth, hardly visible unless you are asked to look at them because though she intended to, she never could bring herself to take the initiative and wear braces because it hurts and she hated things that brought her pain. She always carries a picture of her parents in her purse and a bottle of perfume. She goes to the movies without buying popcorn because she hadn’t been to the theatre for five years once and the first time after, she forgot to buy them and anyway, it’s difficult to hear with the constant chewing. She writes little letters and half-finished stories, pores over ancient texts and is a treasure trove of little facts. She knows all the Greek stories, despises Zeus and the gods and adores mythology, be it Celtic, Indian, Chinese, Norse or Japanese but loves folklores the best. She knows suspiciously too much about Unit 731, Operation Nightingale, the Nazca lines, poison, the history of chocolate, the world wars and Europe after the French Revolution for a medical student but who cares, she’s fascinating. She appears cold but those who have known her for years would tell you that she’s an empath and her fault is caring too much. She speaks bits and pieces of several languages, all influenced by the books and series she’d seen and loved. You could ask her what ‘What’s for dinner?’ was in Thai but she wouldn’t be able to tell you the classes of tones in it. She is a fashionista and abides by the teachings of her father who taught her what fashion really is and made her see how even a small wardrobe is enough to last you years because he never seemed to buy himself something unless his existing clothes were too worn and that was rare because he took extremely good care of his belongings, good enough to still be able to use the same sunglasses he wore during his college days. She is a wonderful cook but rarely cooks her native dishes because she’s a picky eater who thrives on pasta and Chinese and the fish curries her mother makes are still the best things that graced her mouth. She is a mosaic of information and experience. She is everything and nothing, all at once. She is human, and perfection is her flaw. She is art.
Royal Palace, Amsterdam, 17th century.
Italian Miku!!!
My fingers hurt so better like and reblog this :D
Italian Miku!!!
My fingers hurt so better like and reblog this :D
I would just love a library!!
Trinity College Old Library, Long Room Spiral Staircase, Dublin, Ireland
Would love to be able to see this❤️
Escalera Momo, Vaticano
21/02/2020 Every february 21st is the international mother language day! I speak my mother’s and father’s languages : Taiwanese + Hakka. Ngâi hiáu kóng Hak-fà lau Ho̍k-ló-fà, ngâ jâ-oi kài fà. Guá ē-hiáu kóng Kheh-gí kah Tâi-gí, gún pē-bú ê huē.