Yolos trying his best to look sincere. I’ve not drawn him for a while. A little unexpected considering this dry spell I’m currently experiencing with my own characters.
The Irish home of the Earl of Kenmare, Killarney, Ireland circa 1902.
If you’re not following ghosts-in-the-library you should be. So many beautiful images like this.
I rest my case.
And for the record, there are no direct descendants of Richard, only his sister.
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*Update: I don’t want to get into a dramatic argument with this woman, but her backpedaling does amuse me. I also hate it when someone uses their adopted status as a cue for the long, sobbing notes of a tiny violin. I’ve known adopted individuals and they are some of the most perfectly rounded, wonderful people I’ve ever met. They’ve also never claimed to be related to RIII either. Not hepped up on goofballs like these crazy lady Ricardians.
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And now codename ‘silly sausage’ has deleted the post entirely. What were you on lady and what was the point in this entire thing?! Honestly, I need therapy now. I thought I was at least going to get an autograph, you know?
You know, something is starting to disturb me and it’s the fact that, where Richard III is concerned, there seems to be a lot of extreme fantasists now. I do notice a pattern, as they tend to be female and either middle aged or in their teenage years. I don’t so much have a problem with their enthusiasm, but what I do have a problem with is the way they talk as if Richard is some kind of imaginary boyfriend that they know intimately and demonstrate a possessive mentality. You know the types; I don’t think they are genuine history lovers. A lot of them seem to be clinging to The Richard III Society and that’s why it has a reputation for harbouring eccentrics (and even the term ‘eccentric’ is used too positively here). The term ‘Ricardian’ has become iffy as a result (and for the record, I’m in halves. He wasn’t a saint).
In short, I guess what I really want to say on the matter is that I’m done with those people. They are irksome, probably want to sit on the reconstructed bust’s face and I just wish they were not affiliated with this amazing archaeological discovery (which should be serious, not controversial).
And concerning the subject of Richard III himself, I’d like to remind certain people that he was a historical figure, a man, first and foremost, and as a man his remains should be treated with care and respect. You didn’t know him personally, none of us did, because he lived and died over 500 years ago. He shouldn’t be labelled a possession or used for financial gain in the way that he is. He was a human being who lived, loved, entertained hopes for the future and died for a cause he felt was worth fighting for. He was a man of his time (which was a brutal period in history, so stop pussyfooting around the fact that he had to kill or be killed).
Stop treating the Richard III thing like some kind of piece of damn meat.
This reminds me of Harlaxton Manor, though I’m certain it isn’t one of the manor’s features.
(Source: alta-mente-repostum, via crazedappalachianduchess)
(Conversations in a Victorian era barbershop)
Engraved by V. L. Focillon after a picture by Walter Dendy Sadler