This is a mischievous rendering of the goddess Circe. She had a wicked sense of humor, and used her magical powers with an ironic twist. Yeah, she turned her bff Scylla into a sea monster, but the girl was always stealing her lovers and bragging about it. She’d slap her ass and say, “They can’t get enough of this, but it's head the homeboys want.” Then she’d tilt her neck back, suck in her cheeks and pump her closed fist in front of her mouth in a grotesque mime. So Circe made a magic potion which gave Scylla six heads, each with three rows of teeth, and banished her to the sea. Naturally, this put Scylla in a very bad mood and she became a peril to all sailors who passed near her. Whenever a ship passed, each of her heads would seize one of the crew. They truly received head.
Back to Circe. Besides Scylla, she got a bad rep in The Odyssey. The sailors had been at sea for a very long time. "Let's party!" Circe said, "your vice is my command." They heard the word vice, and acted like pigs at a trough party, and presto chango! can you say oink oink? It was all a huge misunderstanding and Odysseus and his men returned to normal and spent a year with Circe, long enough for her to get knocked up.
She had a kid with Odysseus, Telegonus. Like any single mother, she didn’t stop him when he wanted to meet his dad who was back in Ithaca. He got there okay, but Whoops! accidentally killed his father. It happens. He brought the body back to his mom and took Odysseus' widow Penelope and son Telemachus with him. Circe made them immortal and married Telemachus, while Telegonus made Penelope his wife.
Shite sometimes works out.
This lady is bound by her romantic view of love. It's from the Tale of Lohengrin published in 1910. It's a very old fairy tale with the usual maiden who needs to be rescued. The valiant knight who rescues her does so with one request - that she never ask his true identity.
I like this picture, too, except the
vampire creature looks a little surprised to be caught in the act:
Cazotte. Le Diable Amoureux, 1845
This is my favorite - yum, baby blood:
Oliver Madox Hueffer. The Book of Witches, 1908
The little precious probably couldn't sleep, and instead of a drive around the block to settle it down, the mom did the witchy thing. Yeah, that's it.
I'm not sure about having kids. I've never liked dolls.
Alfred Kubin, 1902, The Egg
I'm a nerd with a dirty mind and a twisted sense of humor. I like animals, but those cat pictures where the cat speaks in baby talk irk me. Interests include a variety (fiction and nonfiction; literary, gothic, horror, scifi, chicklit; I'll read the back of a cereal box if that's all that's available) of books and movies (anything with George Clooney or Selma Hayek in it; zombies, post-apocalyptic, westerns, teen fantasy movies like Emma Enchanted), politics, popular culture, nature, travel, photography, dance, working out, art, business, anthropology and archeology, science, music, gardening.
This is where I work, but I'm not sure how much longer we'll be in business. People can never find the book they're looking for.
Council of Witches, Goya
I don't have much time to spend here, but will answer all messages. I'm willing to talk about anything, but the conversation will last longer if you laugh at my jokes. This is what I look like when I'm pleased:
Sin, Franz Von Stuck
This is what I look like when I'm feeling insecure, only with nipples:
Also called Sin. Stuck on a theme with Stuck.
This is what I look like when I'm feeling jowly:
Wimsey after Velazquez
Favorite movies this year: A Single Man, Avatar
Kaleidoscope Eyes
I don't have a favorite dinosaur.
Welcome to my world.
