who is this/what is this from! what a smirk.
Ugh, the source for this is now driving me thoroughly insane and it’s lingering recalcitrantly on the tip of my tongue. And as soon as I remember, I’ll be watching it.
Edit: (Via defrag) Hertha von Walther in Wilhelm Pabst’s Die freudlose Gasse (The street of sorrow), 1925?
Joss McKinley, Fauho, 2009 - Permanent collection at Dean Street Townhouse
Nathan Abels - Dénouement, Acrylic on panel, 2010
John Singer Sargent, Portrait of Edouard and Marie-Louise Pailleron, 1881.
Those defiant creepy-little-Victorian-gothic-novel-kids stares…
Three sisters, ages 12, 10 and 8, murdered by their father and left in the woods. Pennsylvania, 1934.
I thought this so beautiful and sad, and so tinged with the bittersweet gorgeous melancholy that’s grounded in the fact that I would have thought it alive, or still on its thanatal way - the delicate detail of those fine strands of hair and the soft downy ears, the sleepy eye that could be alive, its fairytale shroud that could well be a photographic set. …I ought to stop it. I’m having a rather How Soon is Now kind of night.