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Art of Goulwen R

Shameless self-promotion day. Show us what you're proud of. Let's boost away.

It couldn't have come at a better time! Spread it 🤘

The Chapter Two is available now on my Ko-fi!
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🇫🇷or 🇬🇧, paper or digital, single issue or combined with the Chapter One!

#comics #comicbooks #indycomics #horror #victorian #steampunk #art #MastoArt #artwork #artoftheday #bd #fediart #CreativeToots
#ScribesAndMakers 2025-04-12

[Ill: Cover & interiors of Esther & Érié Chapter Two]

Photo of the Cover of Chapter Two, another take on Esther and Erie standing on a pier at sunset. Esther is leaning against the railing, and looks away. She wears a burgundy bustle dress with apron and ruffles, a dark green jacket, with matched elbow length gloves and a hat. Erie stands behind her mistress, she wears a parme dress, with a knot on the neck. She has a headband in her hair. Arctiques terns fly in the background.
Back cover and first page of Chapter Two. On the left, the back cover presents the table of contents and legal information. On the right the first page tells the meeting between Esther and Lady d'Arcy (and Erié)
Pages 16 and 17: Esther and Erié walk along the shore
Pages 26 and 27, taking up the story told on the occasion of Inktober 2024, The Human Chair, or how Victor Albert Duc de Clarence met Lady d'Arcy
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Feral Strumpet

This rustic necklace is inspired by vintage, Victorian brass stampings and features a detailed celestial moon in smiling profile.

- This brass statement necklace features elaborate victorian filigree & Czech glass beads in organic shapes as accents
- Necklace measures 15 1/2" or 39 cm with a 2" or 5cm extender
- Closes with a brass lobster clasp
- Extender chain adorned with a small faux French jet drop

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A photo on a dark grey slate background of a rustic brass necklace featuring a celestial moon pendant in smiling profile. Above the pendant, Victorian inspired brass filigree and two organic-shaped Czech glass beads connect it to a brass necklace chain.
A close-up of the brass moon pendant necklace described in the previous photo, showing the detailed man-in-the-moon face and in profile on the disc shaped pendant as well as the elaborate brass filigree above it. The necklace is on a dark grey slate background.
The rustic brass moon pendant necklace described in the previous photographs, this time photographed hanging on a white mannequin neck. Necklace is choker length, measuring 15.5 inches or 39 cm.
#Moon#Handmade#Jewellery
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Assoc for Scottish Literature

“[Davidson] makes the case for those in the depth of hardship by the depiction of an ordinary husband and wife, suffering inescapably, but maintaining a grip on their powers of resilience and love.”

—Carol Rumens on John Davidson’s “Villanelle” – “A still potent vision of a Glasgow family in poverty at the end of the 19th century, clinging on to hope.”

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The Guardian · Poem of the week: Villanelle by John DavidsonBy Carol Rumens
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Assoc for Scottish Literature

“As a condition-of-England poem, ‘A Northern Suburb’ rings bells louder than a Royal wedding, even today.”

John Davidson grew up in Greenock, a son of the manse – although he soon rebelled against his father’s religious beliefs. A prolific writer, he influenced many Modernist poets such as WB Yeats, Wallace Stevens, TS Eliot & Hugh MacDiarmid

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The Guardian · Poem of the week: A Northern Suburb by John DavidsonBy Carol Rumens
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Assoc for Scottish Literature

I couldn’t touch a stop and turn a screw,
And set the blooming world a-work for me,
Like such as cut their teeth—I hope, like you—
On the handle of a skeleton gold key…

—“Thirty Bob a Week”, by the 19th-century poet, playwright & novelist John Davidson (1857–1909) – born #OTD, 11 April. A 🎂 🧵

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Page images from THE YELLOW BOOK vol. 2, 1894 – available on @gutenberg_org

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John Davidson Thirty Bob a Week I couldn’t touch a stop and turn a screw, And set the blooming world a-work for me, Like such as cut their teeth—I hope, like you— On the handle of a skeleton gold key. I cut mine on a leek, which I eat it every week: I’m a clerk at thirty bob as you can see. But I don’t allow it’s luck and all a toss; There’s no such thing as being starred and crossed; It’s just the power of some to be a boss, And the bally power of others to be bossed: I face the music, sir; you bet I ain’t a cur! Strike me lucky if I don’t believe I’m lost! For like a mole I journey in the dark, A-travelling along the underground From my Pillar’d Halls and broad suburban Park To come the daily dull official round; And home again at night with my pipe all alight A-scheming how to count ten bob a pound.
And it’s often very cold and very wet; And my missis stitches towels for a hunks; And the Pillar’d Halls is half of it to let— Three rooms about the size of travelling trunks. And we cough, my wife and I, to dislocate a sigh, When the noisy little kids are in their bunks. But you never hear her do a growl or whine, For she’s made of flint and roses, very odd; And I’ve got to cut my meaning rather fine Or I’d blubber, for I’m made of greens and sod: So p’rhaps we are in hell for all that I can tell, And lost and damn’d and served up hot to God. I ain’t blaspheming, Mr. Silvertongue; I’m saying things a bit beyond your art: Of all the rummy starts you ever sprung Thirty bob a week’s the rummiest start! With your science and your books and your the’ries about spooks, Did you ever hear of looking in your heart? I didn’t mean your pocket, Mr., no! I mean that having children and a wife, With thirty bob on which to come and go, Isn’t dancing to the tabor and the fife; When it doesn’t make you drink, by Heaven! it makes you think, And notice curious items about life. I step into my heart and there I meet A god-almighty devil singing small,
Who would like to shout and whistle in the street, And squelch the passers flat against the wall; If the whole world was a cake he had the power to take, He would take it, ask for more, and eat them all. And I meet a sort of simpleton beside— The kind that life is always giving beans; With thirty bob a week to keep a bride He fell in love and married in his teens; At thirty bob he stuck, but he knows it isn’t luck; He knows the seas are deeper than tureens. And the god-almighty devil and the fool That meet me in the High Street on the strike, When I walk about my heart a-gathering wool, Are my good and evil angels if you like; And both of them together in every kind of weather Ride me like a double-seated “bike”. That’s rough a bit and needs its meaning curled; But I have a high old hot un in my mind, A most engrugious notion of the world That leaves your lightning ’rithmetic behind: I give it at a glance when I say “There ain’t no chance, Nor nothing of the lucky-lottery kind.” And it’s this way that I make it out to be: No fathers, mothers, countries, climates—none!— Not Adam was responsible for me; Nor society, nor systems, nary one! A little sleeping seed, I woke—I did, indeed— A million years before the blooming sun.
I woke because I thought the time had come; Beyond my will there was no other cause: And everywhere I found myself at home Because I chose to be the thing I was; And in whatever shape, of mollusc, or of ape, I always went according to the laws. I was the love that chose my mother out; I joined two lives and from the union burst; My weakness and my strength without a doubt Are mine alone for ever from the first. It’s just the very same with a difference in the name As “Thy will be done.” You say it if you durst! They say it daily up and down the land As easy as you take a drink, it’s true; But the difficultest go to understand, And the difficultest job a man can do, Is to come it brave and meek with thirty bob a week, And feel that that’s the proper thing for you. It’s a naked child against a hungry wolf; It’s playing bowls upon a splitting wreck; It’s walking on a string across a gulf With millstones fore-and-aft about your neck: But the thing is daily done by many and many a one . . . And we fall, face forward, fighting, on the deck.
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Excessively Diverting

I checked the website's validity before posting, and it is a nonpartisan UK daily paper, so it's a listicle with better-educated opinions. 2022 Persuasion is on here, which genuinely surprised me, considering all the hubbub, but hey, I also like it!

inews.co.uk/culture/television

#AmReading #AmWriting @bookstodon #books #Bookstodon
#WritingCommunity #ReadingCommunity #Regency #Georgian #EmilyBronte #CharlotteBronte #AnneBronte #Victorian @romancelandia #JaneAusten

The i Paper · I've seen every Jane Austen adaptation - these are the nine worth watchingThe BBC's 1995 'Pride and Prejudice' may be the one to beat, but there's a screen version to please every one of the author's admirers
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Samantha Ohlsen Photography

4 years in the making - A Photographer's Guide: The Great Ocean Road is finally on sale via kickstarter:

kickstarter.com/projects/gorbo.

*750 pages
* E-book and hardcover book available
* This is the ultimate guide for photographer's travelling to the Great Ocean Road & Otways region

#greatoceanroad
#photography
#travel
#Victoria
#Australia
#greatoceanroadtrip
#landscape
#landscapephotography
#visitvictoria
#discovervictoria
#thisisvictoria
#visitvictoria
#victorian
#australia

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CLondoner92 (New Account)

Network Rail Property has submitted plans to redevelop #London Liverpool Street Station, aiming to accommodate over 200 million passengers annually by 2041. This transformation will boost London’s economy and establish a landmark gateway to the City. The station, currently serving 118 million passengers, will expand to include step-free access, new lifts, escalators, toilets, and family-friendly spaces. The redevelopment will also feature new retail, leisure, and workspace options, enhancing public spaces and supporting the #City of London’s long-term growth. The project is expected to create 250,000 jobs by 2035 and generate £32 billion in tax revenue. The redesign respects the station’s #Victorian #heritage while improving accessibility, with input from local communities and heritage groups. The transformation will be funded through private partnerships, including new office space above the station.
networkrailmediacentre.co.uk/n

Network Rail Media CentreIt's time to transform London Liverpool StreetNetwork Rail Property submits application to redevelop Britain’s busiest station making it fit for the future. 
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Excessively Diverting

It's time for the monthly update of upcoming Austen and Brontë virtual events! There are lots of new events, and quite a few are now scheduled into the fall. (What! It's just turned April!) #AmReading #AmWriting @bookstodon #books #Bookstodon
#WritingCommunity #ReadingCommunity #Regency #Georgian #EmilyBronte #CharlotteBronte #AnneBronte #Victorian @romancelandia #JaneAusten

open.substack.com/pub/excessiv

open.substack.com📚Jane Austen and the Brontes 💻 Issue #30 Upcoming Virtual Events for Spring 2025A list of virtual talks and presentations on Austen and the Brontës this spring.
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