#love that this is making the rounds again
What is a ghost? A tragedy condemned to repeat itself time and again? A moment of pain, perhaps. Something dead which still seems to be alive. An emotion suspended in time. Like a blurred photograph. Like an insect trapped in amber. – Guillermo del Toro
I don’t have an explanation for this, just a bundle of messy, sad feelings about James Fitzjames (1813–c.1848) and The Terror (2018) – the top two images feature manipulations of The Arctic Council (1851) by Stephen Pearce and a portrait of Fitzjames’s foster brother Will Coningham, painted in 1842.
(Leftover sadness from writing this, is probably the explanation.)
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