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[personal profile] turlough posting in [community profile] fanart_recs
Fandom: Classic Doctor Who
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: The Second Doctor & Jamie McCrimmon
Content Notes/Warnings: n/a
Medium: ink?
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: [deviantart.com profile] gravelgirty

Why this piece is awesome: This is such a lovely portrait of the Doctor and Jamie. I love the way they're half-turned away from the viewer, walking down a rocky slope. Hunched a little in the chill, with the wind at their backs. On their way to or from another adventure. The simple lines and generous use of white space makes it a wonderfully evocative piece.

Link: The Doctor and Jamie
[personal profile] lnhammer posting in [community profile] poetry
This week, a sampling of -- well, I was going to say pre-20th century female poets, but a couple earliest 20th century poems from prorogated Victorians snuck into the basket. But all more than a century old, anyway.



To the Fair Clarinda, Who Made Love to Me, Imagined More Than Woman

Fair lovely maid, or if that title be
Too weak, too feminine for nobler thee,
Permit a name that more approaches truth:
And let me call thee, lovely charming youth.
This last will justify my soft complaint,
While that may serve to lessen my constraint;
And without blushes I the youth pursue,
When so much beauteous woman is in view,
Against thy charms we struggle but in vain
With thy deluding form thou giv’st us pain,
While the bright nymph betrays us to the swain.
In pity to our sex sure thou wert sent,
That we might love, and yet be innocent:
For sure no crime with thee we can commit;
Or if we should—thy form excuses it.
For who, that gathers fairest flowers believes
A snake lies hid beneath the fragrant leaves.

Thou beauteous wonder of a different kind,
Soft Cloris with the dear Alexis joined;
When ere the manly part of thee, would plead
Thou tempts us with the image of the maid,
While we the noblest passions do extend
The love to Hermes, Aphrodite the friend.


source: Early Modern Women’s Writing, ed. Paul Salzman. Oxford: Oxford University Press, 2000.

Stub September - Fan Communities

21 September 2014 22:54
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It's the last full week of Stub September! Thank you again to every who has participated thus far, we've had some great contributions!

The theme this week is fan communities!

This includes websites, forums, mailing lists, and other fan spaces. Some examples of fan community pages that are currently stubs include:


Resources for editing fan community pages )

If you have any questions, feel free to comment on this post or to email the Fanlore Gardeners. We also would love to hear about your contributions to the challenge so far in the comments below. Happy editing!

Dynamic Duo by jovaline [sfw]

19 September 2014 15:34
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[personal profile] dirty_diana posting in [community profile] fanart_recs
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe [Captain America]
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanov
Content Notes/Warnings: n/a
Medium: digital
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: [tumblr.com profile] jovaline
Why this piece is awesome: Colourful, playful rendition of the Romanogers broship.

Link: Dynamic Duo
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[personal profile] dirty_diana posting in [community profile] fanart_recs
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe [Captain America]
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers
Content Notes/Warnings: small amount of blood [scraped knee injury]
Medium: digital
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: [twitter.com profile] noonrema
Why this piece is awesome: I'm not sure what's up with the rain theme in the Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers fandom, but this moody piece of them sharing an umbrella is the sweetest one I've seen.

Link: I am with you until the end of the line.

from Sublimation | Anne Michaels

19 September 2014 12:18
[personal profile] kaberett posting in [community profile] poetry
Once you called at midnight
to talk about Hindemith,
to tell me how his overtones connect each bar,
invisible thread, sounds we can't hear.
These harmonics guide us through the music, resolve
the twelve tones like mist in a valley,
the reflection of sky in water,
the illusion that what's unnamed remains unformed.
Our voices connected by black wire,
words carried on waves.

We are the strain and stress of a line,
the poem's tension singing in each black wire
of words, and between the first line and the last.
We are the angle of light that burns water,
the point of intersection that creates perspective.

You have lived Brecht's parable of the Chalk Circle.
When I was caught in the middle, you let go
so I wouldn't be torn to pieces.
Your actions have taught me what it is to love -
that it's holding back, as well as holding.

For the first time I'm going
where you can't join me. I know that home
is the one place you won't come.
But you of all people must understand -
the need to hear my language in every mouth.
I can't think in America.

I've never let myself describe you
and now there's no time left
your meaning spills out of me
like the essence of an atom cracking
on the edge of speed's bowl,
liquid in its longing to become part of something else,
transformed.

Flesh moves to become spirit.
You were the only one to understand my conversion.
Many people have asked me about God;
my proof is manifestation,
that God can be called
'getting over fear'.

I wanted badly that truth be a single thing;
now I know it won't be measured.

It wasn't Heisenberg or Hindemith, but you
who convinced me
that nothing can be unravelled to its core,
that truth is a field, a cage, a cloud of sound.
How else to reconcile the faces of those running away
with the faces of those turning away,
with the faces of those in uniform - that hair-shirt
that says more about a man than his eyes
because you can't tell the parts of his face
that are his.
How else to encompass both that crying and those
orders; the sound of my own voice
begging, and my voice telling jokes to the man
without shoes beside me on a train;
how else to encompass the moon's chilling scream
as it calls out in its bad sleep above the earth
and your voice on the phone,
waking me in Paris, Los Angeles, New York.

Prayer | Carol Ann Duffy

19 September 2014 02:29
[personal profile] kaberett posting in [community profile] poetry
Some days, although we cannot pray, a prayer
utters itself. So, a woman will lift
her head from the sieve of her hands and stare
at the minims sung by a tree, a sudden gift.

Some nights, although we are faithless, the truth
enters our hearts, that small familiar pain;
then a man will stand stock-still, hearing his youth
in the distant Latin chanting of a train.

Pray for us now. Grade 1 piano scales
console the lodger looking out across
a Midlands town. Then dusk, and someone calls
a child's name as though they named their loss.

Darkness outside. Inside, the radio's prayer -
Rockall. Malin. Dogger. Finisterre.
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[personal profile] turlough posting in [community profile] fanart_recs
Fandom: Classic Doctor Who
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: The First, Second, Third, and Fifth Doctors & the Ainley!Master
Content Notes/Warnings: n/a
Medium: digital cartoon
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: [deviantart.com profile] caycowa

Why this piece is awesome: This is so much fun. It's totally what happened after the Brig decked the Master in The Five Doctors! I love their expressions, particularly the Fifth Doctor's completely befuddled one.

Link: The Five Doctors and the One Master

Machines | Michael Donaghy

17 September 2014 12:02
[personal profile] kaberett posting in [community profile] poetry
Dearest, note how these two are alike:
This harpsicord pavane by Purcell
And the racer’s twelve-speed bike.

The machinery of grace is always simple.
This chrome trapezoid, one wheel connected
To another of concentric gears,
Which Ptolemy dreamt of and Schwinn perfected,
Is gone. The cyclist, not the cycle, steers.
And in the playing, Purcell’s chords are played away.

So this talk, or touch if I were there,
Should work its effortless gadgetry of love,
Like Dante’s heaven, and melt into the air.

If it doesn’t, of course, I’ve fallen. So much is chance,
So much agility, desire, and feverish care,
As bicyclists and harpsicordists prove

Who only by moving can balance,
Only by balancing move.

belief in magic | dean young

17 September 2014 09:00
[personal profile] carthaginians posting in [community profile] poetry
How could I not?
Have seen a man walk up to a piano
and both survive.
Have turned the exterminator away.
Seen lipstick on a wine glass not shatter the wine.
Seen rainbows in puddles.
Been recognized by stray dogs.
I believe reality is approximately 65% if.
All rivers are full of sky.
Waterfalls are in the mind.
We all come from slime.
Even alpacas.
I believe we’re surrounded by crystals.
Not just Alexander Vvedensky.
Maybe dysentery, maybe a guard’s bullet did him in.
Nonetheless.
Nevertheless
I believe there are many kingdoms left.
The Declaration of Independence was written with a feather.
A single gem has throbbed in my chest my whole life
even though
even though this is my second heart.
Because the first failed,
such was its opportunity.
Was cut out in pieces and incinerated.
I asked.
And so was denied the chance to regard my own heart
in a jar.
Strange tangled imp.
Wee sleekit in red brambles.
You know what it feels like to hold
a burning piece of paper, maybe even
trying to read it as the flames get close
to your fingers until all you’re holding
is a curl of ash by its white ear tip
yet the words still hover in the air?
That’s how I feel now.

(no subject)

15 September 2014 08:57
[personal profile] erda posting in [community profile] poetry
Theme week begins now. Please post poems relating to the theme of music this week. Please tag them with the words theme:music.

Chat session 14 September

15 September 2014 03:06
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[personal profile] espresso_addict posting in [community profile] fanlore
A chat session was held on 14 September at 19:00 UTC. Eight editors were able to make it, including several Committee members. Topics from the wide-ranging discussion included proposals for a New Articles Month, Weekly Featured Article section and an on-wiki central discussion forum, as well as discussion of Stub September, Committee communications, help pages, and more...

New proposals )

Other topics )

Note this is not an official committee report, so apologies if I've misunderstood or misrepresented anything. Discussion in comments is very welcome!

Stub September - Relationships

14 September 2014 15:54
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Thank you again to everyone who has participated in Stub September so far, and to everyone who attended our editing party!

The theme this week is relationships!

This encompasses pairings, threesomes and moresomes, and gen relationships. Some examples of relationship pages that are currently stubs include:

and many more! Feel free to browse the stubs, pages that need expansion, and examples wanted categories for other pages that need work.

Resources for editing relationship pages )

Searching for stubs )

Check back next week for a new theme! If you have any questions, feel free to comment on this post or to email the Fanlore Gardeners. We also would love to hear about your contributions to the challenge so far in the comments below. Happy editing!

Dodo Chaplet by DeathByBacon (SFW)

14 September 2014 18:55
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[personal profile] turlough posting in [community profile] fanart_recs
Fandom: Classic Doctor Who
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Dodo Chaplet
Content Notes/Warnings: n/a
Medium: digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: [deviantart.com profile] deathbybacon

Why this piece is awesome: This is such a cute portrait of Dodo. I've always loved that outfit, it's so wonderfully 60s fab.

Link: Dodo Chaplet

(no subject)

12 September 2014 08:23
[personal profile] erda posting in [community profile] poetry
Theme week will begin Monday Sept. 15th, and our theme is music. I will post again on Monday to let you know it is time to begin posting your selections.

Editing Party Reminder

11 September 2014 18:04
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As part of our Stub September challenge, the Wiki Committee will be holding an editing party in the Fanlore chat room on Sunday, 14 September at 19:00 UTC (What time is that where I live?).

Come hang out with other Fanlore editors, get help with your first wiki edits, or talk about your Stub September edits and plans! Fanlore staff will be present to answer any questions about Fanlore editing and will be happy to assist new users. Everyone is welcome!

We hope to see you there!

Giving a Hug by Gabbicoon (SFW)

11 September 2014 18:31
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[personal profile] tdotbabs posting in [community profile] fanart_recs
Fandom: Real Ghostbusters
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Peter Venkman, Janine Melnitz
Content Notes/Warnings:
Medium: Photoshop, SAI
Artist on DW/LJ: Gabbicoon
Artist Website/Gallery: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/gabbicoon/
Why this piece is awesome: First off, Gabi here created the Real Ghostbusters characters. She designed them for the show! As such, Janine's looks were based on her IRL. Anyway, not only did Gabi create my favourite cartoon character ever, but she's turned into one of my best friends! She was kind enough to draw this picture for me when I was having a bad day. Needless to say, it cheered me up immensely. I returned the favour by colouring it for her. :)
Link: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/14206042/
[personal profile] jjhunter posting in [community profile] poetry
From colony collapse metaphor. About the poet.
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AND THAT'S ME OVER THERE BY THE DANDELIONS
Philip Jenks

And that's me over there by the dandelions
Oppositionally, a man wears a gigantic hat
Plummets into the bins for bottles and cans,
Things that are returnable show up in the morning.

I contend to my weed friends that we shop up
Everywhere, growth inimitable trajectories
You won't look up but I love you just the same
As if you were God, as you are.

Cracky pavement pushes you into the world.
A scientist came and measured the length of
Each duration, for life; takes notes to watch us die.
Once he recorded the ecstatic explanation.

When he played it back, everything you said or did
Ran down into the hole, backwards. Even the stars
Possessed with the dark ran down
Into it, each one a mole with a little secret,
Burning burrows underground.
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[personal profile] dirty_diana posting in [community profile] fanart_recs
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe [Captain America]
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Natasha Romanov, Maria Hill
Content Notes/Warnings: canon-typical implied violence
Medium: digital
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: [tumblr.com profile] ladyilena
Why this piece is awesome: One of my favourite things about fanart is getting to see a variety of concepts and interpretations on the canon brought visually to life. The idea here is "what if Natasha was the Winter Soldier", and it produces a really interesting retelling of a key scene from the film. The use of angles reads a bit like a film storyboard, and some great storytelling is done through the facial expressions.

"Who the hell is Natasha?"

Winter Soldier by yangngi [sfw]

11 September 2014 00:42
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[personal profile] dirty_diana posting in [community profile] fanart_recs
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe [Captain America]
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Bucky Barnes
Content Notes/Warnings: shirtlessness
Medium: digital
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: [deviantart.com profile] yangngi
Why this piece is awesome: This month I thought I was going to focus on the great comedy that this fandom has, but I watched the Winter Soldier film recently and then fell into a vat of feels. The teddy bears are a call back to Marvel's A Babies vs. X-Babies, which is basically a canon excuse for cuteness and chibi. Bucky Bear is a furry mascot that many artists have embraced. On the surface it's a pretty simple concept but the artist has packed in lot of emotion.

Link: Winter Soldier

Adventures In Time 6 by Kumama (SFW)

10 September 2014 18:20
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[personal profile] turlough posting in [community profile] fanart_recs
Fandom: Classic Doctor Who / Winnie-the-Pooh
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: The Fourth Doctor & Winnie-the-Pooh
Content Notes/Warnings: n/a
Medium: digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: [deviantart.com profile] kumama

Why this piece is awesome: I think this is the sweetest in this series of crossover works. It has the same sort of tranquil atmosphere as the books, with Pooh up on the bridge contemplating the floating stick completely undisturbed by the TARDIS arrival in the background. And I love the soft colouring and Pooh's thoughtful expression.

Link: Adventures In Time 6

"To Be Fire" by Leigh Anne Couch

9 September 2014 19:34
[personal profile] jjhunter posting in [community profile] poetry
J.J. here for two to a threesome power as your host. I set myself the task of finding poems to share this week about 'resilience', and find I am still discovering what that means. Today's selection comes from the poet's first collection, Houses Fly Away.
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TO BE FIRE
Leigh Anne Couch

One palm-sized stone on the deck
Rain-wet like we found it among the shore's incinerated flowers

That summer we'd strung a pail of stones out like candles on the railing
By morning they'd forgotten the sea

But I carried them with me place to place
In a bowl of water they'd flicker, seem to float with the old translucence

I have been in love some
After three days of rain this last stone is beautiful again

A bird skull of onyx
Get away sadness

I wrote water to be water
Over shiny stones worn down by the sun and my water-hands

I wanted to wear those stones like jewels around my waist
I wanted the stones to wear me like a blouse

I write field to be a field
A green drift over bones remembering

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