Snarky, Arty Blog
Katy, illustration student. Welcome to my blog! Prepare yourself for art, stories, and language things.
Visit my website at www.katydoughty.com
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So I’m walking downtown, close to the Tiber, and this guy passes me, jogging. He’s fit, youngish, wearing bike shorts and has, you know, really admirable things occurring in the, uh, gluteal region.
Old woman stops, watches as he goes by—like her head slowly rotates left to right as she just fixes her eyes on him. Says “Mamma mia.” Continues walking. I LOVE THIS COUNTRY.
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Romeo and Juliet was originally written in Italian (though various stories of star-crossed lovers come all over the place, and who knows what the real original archetype came from). Then it was rewritten and changed in Italian again, then translated into English, then adapted by Shakespeare, and THEN translated back to Italian for me to see! Like a giant circle of love and death.
Also, fun fact, in the Italian version of the final scene, Juliet wakes to find Romeo still barely alive, but having already taken the poison. And in the version that I saw (translated directly from Shakespeare), there was a sort of nod to the original version—Juliet gasped awake just as Romeo was dying, and in his last second he made a little noise and tried to reach toward her before he died. I got chills.
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Here are some more sketches—beautiful people looking at beautiful things and a beautiful illuminated manuscript with a beautiful monkey riding a beautiful thing that I think is an ostrich
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More sketches—Mosaics from the Duomo in Monreale, near Palermo, Sicily. That. Church. Took my breath away.
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Big sketchdump coming over the next few days. Here is the first segment.
Laocoon torso, Belvedere torso, Triumph of Death
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Sometimes when you’re living abroad you get homesick and you just have to draw books with penises on them. Everything is OK now.
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Okay, this is the wordiest of these language journal things so far, and the most didactic. Sorry if you don’t really care for linguistics, just skip this one, it’s fine.
If you find this as cool as I do, let me elaborate because I left some bits out:
- The ancient Romans did have a T-V distinction, which emerged toward the end of the Roman Empire, like the 4th century or so. They said VOS (you, plural) to address the emperor.
- The Italian words for YOU (formal) and SHE are identical when spoken but when written, one is capitalized. “Dov’e’ lei?” means where is she and “Dov’e’ Lei?” means where are you.
- During Italy’s fascist era, part of Mussolini’s weird rules of conduct required that Italians switch from using LEI as a formal address to using VOI. You could get in some trouble if you didn’t.
- We sort of use a T-V distinction in English, just not by using a different second-person address. In the South of the US, where I’m from, we say sir or ma’am as a formal mode of address.
- This isn’t a fact, I’d just like to make sure you take a good look at the togas bros I drew in the first panel. This is what I do at art school.
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HAI SAPUTO QUELLO? (DID YOU KNOW THAT?)
ORA LO SAI. (NOW YOU KNOW.)
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Vulnerability comics. Featuring: naked self-portraits! It was bound to happen eventually.
