Rudy's Curio Cabinet
A place to house artwork, links and music I enjoy.
  • mimbeau:

    René François Xavier Prinet

    Cabourg    1910

    (via detwilight)

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  • thefabulousweirdtrotters:

    L’enfer Cabaret, Boulevard de Clichy, Montmartre, Paris

    Built circa 1890; demolished circa 1952.

    Entertainment inside the “inferno of hell” included musicians dressed as devils and interior volcanos that spewed scented lava of molten gold. 

    After the “cabaret artistique” was demolished, the site became a Monoprix retail store.

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  • medievalpoc:

    1800s Week!

    Jean-Léon Gérôme


    France (1868)

    Oil on Canvas, 80 x 66 cm.

    This arresting picture was made after Gérôme returned to Paris from a twelve-week journey to the Near East in early 1868. He was at the height of his career when he dressed a model in his studio with textiles he had acquired during the expedition. The artist’s Turkish title for this picture—which translates as “headless”—evokes the unpaid irregular soldiers who fought ferociously for plunder under Ottoman leadership, although it is difficult to imagine this man charging into battle wearing such an exquisite silk tunic. Gérôme’s virtuosic treatment of textures provides a sumptuous counterpoint to the figure’s dignified bearing.



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  • themelancholyhill:

    • The Awesomely Insane Heaven and Hell Nightclubs of 1890s Paris:

    Part one: The Cabaret du Néant (“The Cabaret of Nothingness”)

    In modern times, you can find a stray cabaret or goth club in most modern metropolitan areas. But back in the late 19th century, your options were limited, albeit merrily deranged.

    Paris of the 1890s had several supernatural nightlife options, each of them with marvelously outlandish gimmicks. In the 1899 book Bohemian Paris of To-Day by William Chambers Morrow and Édouard Cucuel, the authors visit several of the City of Lights darker drinking destinations, such as the Cabaret du Néant (“The Cabaret of Nothingness”) in the neighborhood of Montmartre.

    At this gothic nightspot, visitors pondered their own mortality as they drank on coffins and were served libations (named after diseases) by monks and funeral attendees. Recalls Morrow:

    "Large, heavy, wooden coffins, resting on biers, were ranged about the room in an order suggesting the recent happening of a frightful catastrophe. The walls were decorated with skulls and bones, skeletons in grotesque attitudes, battle-pictures, and guillotines in action. Death, carnage, assassination were the dominant note, set in black hangings and illuminated with mottoes on death […] Bishop said that he would be pleased with a lowly bock. Mr. Thompkins chose cherries a l’eau-de-vie, and I, une menthe.’

    "One microbe of Asiatic cholera from the last corpse, one leg of a lively cancer, and one sample of our consumption germ!" moaned the creature toward a black hole at the farther end of the room. Some women among the visitors tittered, others shuddered, and Mr. Thompkins broke out in a cold sweat on his brow, while a curious accompaniment of anger shone in his eyes. Our sleepy pallbearer soon loomed through the darkness with our deadly microbes, and waked the echoes in the hollow casket upon which he set the glasses with a thump.

    "Drink, Macchabees!" he wailed: "drink these noxious potions, which contain thvilest and deadliest poisons!".

    After slugging a few back in the Salle d’Intoxication, patrons moved on to the other rooms, where the hosts used the Pepper’s Ghost illusion to make revelers melt away into skeletons. Sadly, this haunt didn’t survive past World War II.

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  • "Life is short.
    But desire, desire is long."
    Jane Hirshfield, "Heat." (via literarymiscellany)

    (via thesensualstarfish)

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  • "I have the moan of doves and the feather of ecstasy."
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  • "You don’t survive in me
    because of memories;
    nor are you mine because
    of a lovely longing’s strength.

    What does make you present
    is the ardent detour
    that a slow tenderness
    traces in my blood.

    I do not need
    to see you appear;
    being born sufficed for me
    to lose you a little less."
    Interior Portrait by Rainer Maria Rilke (via hush-syrup)

    (via thesensualstarfish)

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  • maertyrer:

    Follower of Lazzaro di Jacopo Bastiani - The Martyrdom of Saint George (c. 1495)

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  • "Protestant theology, on the other hand, particularly in the Calvinist tradition, did its best to exploit the biblical verse “Subdue and have dominion over the earth” (Gen. 1:28) in order to promote, directly or indirectly, capitalist views of work and economy, as Max Weber has demonstrated so clearly."
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  • Anonymous asked : "For the man is not of the woman; but the woman of the man. Neither was the man created for the woman; but the woman for the man." - Corinthians 11:8-9. Women were just created for men. It is not a symbiotic relationship. You are there for men. Period. It is in the Bible. Therefore you are inferior. Just remember that darling before you start sounding like a feminazi.




    You didn’t finish the passage:

    "It is for this reason that a woman ought to have authority over her own head, because of the angels. Nevertheless, in the Lord woman is not independent of man, nor is man independent of woman. For as woman came from man, so also man is born of woman. But everything comes from God."

    The Lord did not make women inferior, nor did He ever say to treat us as such. Women and men need each other, because life will not continue when you isolate one from the other.

    But I guess you’re so superior to me that you feel the need to hide behind a mask to tell me so.

    People like Anon don’t seem to understand that men and women having different roles doesn’t mean that one is completely superior/inferior. Each does the role that they were designed for and that’s why they need each other. Men are superior protectors and providers, but women are superior nurturers. If God thought we were inferior, I doubt He’d have given us the gift of carrying new lives. We are meant to complete each other, not to compete with each other.

    I can take anything out of context if I wished.  I can make the bible or another holy book say what I will if I mash things together.

    The anonymous person is mising the overall complimentarian nature of Christian belief.  That she is to be protected, provided for and loved as much as the man loves himself.  It can be a beautiful faith in several ways.

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  • iheartmoosiq:

    I honestly couldn’t remember if I’ve featured London five piece Duologue on IHM before. Upon some digging, I realized why. It’s been over two years since I last mentioned them on here, back in the baby days of the blog. It’s with absolute pleasure that I bring them back on here, with Drag & Drop, a hypnotizing, complex, and absolutely captivating new single that will be on their sophomore album Never Get Lost, out September 9 on Wild Game Records. The ghostly tune makes use of such intricate, mesmerizing electronic elements, evoking a sound similar to certain Radiohead songs. It’s a magnificent, powerful track that places them front and center for me, again.

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