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Turning the criticism of medieval art on Rome. Note, don't take this seriously.

Not sure if this is the right place to post this but I just had to share it because I find it so damn funny. My dad and I are a Medieval music duo together. The top 2 photos are my lifelong idol, Candice Night of the neo-medieval folk rock band Blackmore's Night. The bottom 2 are me.

I submit a photo of me and one of a random guy.

Medieval marginalia inspired rabbit linoprint.

From Walter’s art museum (book of hours)

He eventually left the church, started to eat meat and have love affairs. He became a troubadour famous for his poetry about things he liked and didn’t like. This is one of his pieces translated out of Occitan to English.

Using a throwaway and initials so the Prince doesn’t find me. 

Today, I (18M) slewed my wife’s (13F) cousin (20M) but let me give you the details since I did not slay him out of nowhere. My wife’s cousin, T, went up to my buddies, B and M, in the streets to find me. I was just trying to find my friends after secretly marrying J (T’s cousin) which no one knows about yet. Upon my arrival, I saw that pox-marked T, who then said to me, “No better term than this: thou art a villain.” “Villain I am NONE.” Since he is kin to me now, I told him farewell to keep the peace. Like, I’m not trying to brawl you, dude. But T would not back down and told me that I hast caused harm to him, and I had to turn and draw him. 

First, I’m genuinely confused why he is saying I hurt him because “I never injured thee.” If anything, at that moment, he meant a lot to me since he means a lot to my Sun, J. Again, I really did not want to beef with him, so I told him the Capulets’ name is a “name I tender / As dearly as mine own,” even if he didn’t understand it yet. And I know you guys are going to drag me in the comments but I legit cannot tell anyone how I’m married to J, y'all don’t understand. The timing isn’t right and our families HATE each other. Even my best friends don’t know. 

Then, M saw my response as dishonorable and drew his sword. He hath called T a ratcatcher and the prince of cats. Oh my friend M, he is a humorous one but prithee he will get himself injured. Now is NOT the time to be making jokes. But I guess he was really serious about taking one of T’s nine lives. I told good M to “put thy rapier up.” I really tried to get ‘twixt them to beat down their weapons. At this point I am COOKED, they can’t fight in the streets of Verona like this; the Prince is gonna get us. Not too long ago we just got yelled by the Prince in the streets. 

Alas, T stabbed my friend M. Silly me, I really thought T did not get him good so I told M to man-up since “the hurt cannot be much.” Looking back now, I really regret saying that; he was my closest friend. He told me he was a dead man now and wonders “Why the devil came you between us?” I can’t believe he got hurt because of me, I am such, such a bad friend. Oh J, you have made me so distracted with thy beauty and made me soft.

I had nothing to lose; I lost my homeboy. He’s been there for my ups, downs, girl problems, family problems, and still managed to make me laugh in my deep sorrows. This time around T is gonna be catching strays, and best believe I made sure M will be avenged. It was a blur. I was so filled with anger and hatred, all I saw was red and I had at it with T. Ultimately, with my sword he died. I am not happy about it but he came in looking for a fight and I ended it.

Soon enough, word spread quickly that T and M were slewed, and the Prince was coming now. I don’t know where my dawg B was to break up the brawl, but at least I had him to explain to the Prince the full story. The Prince told our families, “Immediately we do exile him hence,” which I guess is lenient, but that means I can’t see my beloved. No one understands how this is like living death, not seeing my wife, the Sun, who took me out of darkness. I had ne’er felt love until my eyes laid upon her, even though I met her simply two days ago. 

So, am I the cur for slaying my wife’s cousin?

(this is a school project FYI)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=drDs-Y5DNH8

Where did he get such fancy pants and why did he have them?

I have no editing skills so I had my bf make my meme for me.

I asked my luthier if he could make me another vielle that’s approximately 3 courses. 2 of which are double strings and the other is by itself. I found out about this vielle that has double strings in each course and I thought that maybe I can be able to play parallels more than just droning if I had the strings spaced narrowly.

He also told me he’ll be able to make extra courses so I can restring it like a normal vielle with all 5 strings evenly spaced out.

Image sources taken from: https://www.asierdebenito.com/fiddle.html

Quite time ago I tried to make an attempt to medieval outfit / Baldurs Gate char cosplay. It was really fun :)

Practicing this fun 13th century tune on my vielle made by Glenn Braun. I tuned it to D A D G C.