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Barocci. Study of the Head of a Lady in Profile, 16th Century.
Raise your hand if you’ve ever said or heard the following phrase. ‘Hey dude or girl, I love you, no offence, but you’re gaining weight.’ [raises hand] It’s innocent enough; A phrase maybe said out of concern rather than any kind of malicious instinct towards someone you care about. A friend, a family member, or even a public figure that you identify with. You care about their health. How can you not? We just want to give them a little push in the right direction. We wouldn’t want them to get fat. Maybe they don’t even know that they’re gaining weight. They should know!
I’ll let you in on a little secret. We know. It’s like telling your friend who smokes cigarettes, ‘Hey, cigarettes are bad for you.’ If there’s a single person left on the planet that isn’t aware of the dangers of smoking, they’re probably living in some kind of ‘Truman Show’ bubble.
We know that we’re fat! We can see the changes on our body, how our clothes fit, and how people look at us. I’m not even that fat right now! But I used to be.
And even the smallest comments hurt. It’s a reminder that we have failed to conform and that we may be in danger because of our failings.
It’s fat shaming, even when meant altruistically.
[…] Everyone, at some point or another, felt bad about their body. Or their weight. Everyone. There’s no normal. Love yourselves. Love each other. And love your bodies. You’re all beautiful, okay?
"House on Haunted Hill" Publicity (Allied Artists, 1958) - Behind the scenes
In the first series of The Sopranos, Tony’s nephew Christopher(Michael Imperioli) shoots a bakery employee in the foot for making him wait. As he leaves, the wounded bread-seller yells, “You shot my foot!” and Chrissy replies, “It happens”. It’s a nod to Imperioli’s character Spider getting shot in the foot by Pesci a decade earlier in Goodfellas.
Emil Filla (Czech, 1882–1953)
Fyodor M. Dostoyevsky,1908
Pierre Choderlos de Laclos, Les Liaisons Dangereuses
The Nightmare by Henry Fuseli, 1790-91. Fuseli is one of my new favourite painters. He was a Swiss Romanticist who painted very eerie and disturbing images: some of them are reminiscent of Goya’s Black Paintings, though Fuseli died during the construction of the latter. In The Nightmare, a blonde woman is shown in a serene yet distressing pose, whilst a gremlin-like figure sits on her abdomen and a ghostly white horse head floats above her bed.