Krishna Carried Across the River
In the story of the god Krishna’s life on earth, he is born to a royal family but must be taken from the palace immediately in order to hide him from an evil uncle. This unusual painting shows the circumstances of this departure. In the dark of night, while everyone in the palace is asleep (a small gazebo at right stands in for the palace), Krishna’s father carries him across the river Yamuna to the rural community where Krishna will be raised. The father is barely visible here at the center, holding the baby above his head while the giant serpent Vasuki stands above them, offering protection. A lion on the opposite bank of the river might represent the dangers facing them at night, as does the monkey at the upper right and the bolt of lightning. In the upper left is a temple with Krishna enthroned at the center; his four arms indicate that this is his transcendent form, the form that continued to exist in heaven even as he was incarnated as a mortal down on earth. The painting presents the various elements of the story in different areas of the page without attempting to synthesize them into a single scene or setting. This approach is frequently found in Indian painting, which often strives to tell the whole story rather than attempting to capture a single moment.
- Culture: Indian
- Medium: Opaque watercolor and gold on paper
- Dates: First half 19th century
- Brooklyn Museum
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Her complexion was dark, her eyes were like lotus leaves, her hair was blue and curly, her nails were beautifully carved and they were like bright copper, her eyebrows were fair.
That description is of Draupadi, who along with Satyavati, Devayani and the earth herself are all mentioned as dark/copper coloured women in the Mahabharata.
Nevertheless there is an ambivalence regarding skin colour in India where even a dark goddess like Parvati has a fair form.
In miniature paintings, women are more often than not depicted with a fair skin tone though a maid may be depicted as dark skinned - however there are exceptions to this too.
The Deccan miniatures are often similar to their northern counterparts. But I was a little intrigued by this painting since nothing by way of dress or ornament or composition immediately suggests a difference in social class, instead it seems a matter of fact depiction of varying skin tones found in India. Unfortunately details of the painting are not provided at the link (apart from the title Ladies on a Terrace).
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Online resource for the Mahabharata
containing the MOST COMPLETE ENGLISH TRANSLATION TO DATE if i’m not mistaken
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Draupadi with her five husbands - the Pandavas. The central figure is Yudhishthira; the two on the bottom are Bhima and Arjuna. Nakula and Sahadeva, the twins, are standing.
Painting by Raja Ravi Varma, c. 1900.
Medusa’s story tells how the powerful female, whimsical and destructive and incomprehensible and unpurged from matriarchal origin, having her own gaze, was subjected as a repulsive image of castration and embodiment of the lack. The impossibility of explaining and understanding her led Poseidon to rape her and Perseus to murder her. Elimination of the powerful female and the possibility of her subjectivity is justified as the hero constructs her differentiated and unclaimable nature as horrific and monstrous in order to destroy her.
from Medusa and the Female Gaze by Susan Bowers (via terrestrial)
I’ve always been frustrated with how Medusa is portrayed as ‘evil’ in every fictional portrayal of her that I’ve seen
I mean she doesn’t go around turning people to stone for fun. She’s a rape victim who Athena cursed to turn people to stone for the terrible crime of…being assaulted in her temple
I kind of want to see a film where Medusa kills Perseus and proceeds to go on an amazing revenge spree against the Greek gods with the other Gorgons and basically fucks up ALL of their stuff
In my head it’s basically Greek myth meets Kill Bill
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On this day in Dutch history
On the 18th of March 1380, Liduina (or Lidwina) was born in Schiedam. She is a Catholic Saint and patron of the chronically ill, ice skaters and Schiedam.
Her official feast day is the 14th of June, although her birthday and the day she died (14th of April) are sometimes also used.
When Liduina was 12, she rejected a marriage proposal as she wanted to dedicate her life to God. At 15, she fell when she was out skating with friends. In this fall, she broke a rib and suffered from gangrene. In the years following the fall, she became paralysed and spent the rest of her life in bed.
She started to fast, and saw visions of Rome, heaven, hell and purgatory. Pieces of her body also fell off. Her parents kept these in a vase, which gave off a sweet odour. Liduina also gained fame as a healer, and she was visited by many people who were impressed by her. The chronically ill were especially comforted by Liduina’s courage.
Liduina eventually died aged 53, in 1433. Her body was taken to the graveyard of the Sint-Janskerk in Schiedam. However, her coffin was not buried, as Liduina didn’t want the earth to come into contact with her body anymore, as she hadn’t touched the earth for so long during her life. It became a place of pilgrimage, and in 1434 a chapel was built.
She was officially canonized by Pope Leo XIII on the 14th of March 1890. Her relics rest in the Church of St. Liduina in Schiedam, which was elevated to a minor basilica in 1990 by Pope John Paul II. It is now known as the Basilica of Liduina.
Some historians think that, going by some of the historical documents describing Liduina’s illness, that she had multiple sclerosis. It would explain why Liduina didn’t become paralysed immediately after her fall, but first had walking difficulties before her condition became worse.
(above: Liduina of Schiedam’s fall, depicted by Johannes Brugman in 1498)
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Happy Shivaratri to all my Hindu sisters and brothers. Let the Love and energy soak you as Lord Shiva dances above Nepal tonight. Let the smoke take away what your soul doesn’t need as he smokes in Kathmandu tonight. Dance. Smoke. Celebrate.
Jai Shambho!!!
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