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In the nineteenth century, a morbid and curious custom has spread to various parts of the world: the photos were ”Post Mortem”.
”Post Mortem” comes from Latin, meaning after death.
The photos ”Post Mortem” apparently originated in England, when Queen Victoria asked to photograph the corpse of an acquaintance or a relative, so she can keep as a souvenir.
soon after, this idea spread around the world, keeping a morbid reminder of loved ones that have passed on.
Even today, as strange as it may seem, some places still have this custom.The girl who is standing in the photo is the one who is dead.
This is a classic example of photographic art.
Notice the hands
for people wondering how the corpse is standing up, there is a posing stand supporting the body it’s very hard to see but the stand is supporting the neck, arms and back.
the girl in this picture has her eyes open, but in some cases the photographer will paint pupils on the eye lids to make it seem like they are wide awake
Have some historical, non-fiction creepypasta.
I’ve studied about these pictures not too long ago.
One of the reasons they were so popular was that, while protography started to become popular at that time, it was still expensive, and sometimes the families couldn’t pay for take pictures of their children or other relatives often. So, they did it when said people died so, this way, they would have at least one memento of them.
Sometimes, the photos themselves were painted, to make the corpses look a little more “alive”. A lot of manipulation techniques were used.
I really like Jupiter’s design.
omg jupiter is a kawaii papa
Uranus is extremely surly from all the butt jokes everyone is making about him
OMFG
My god I want to be Io
SATURN
my favorite is pluto
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you said youd always love me
WHY IS IT SURROUNDED BY SALT
HOW CAN YOU BE ON TUMBLR AND NOT KNOW ABOUT THE SALT
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blua:
Tattoos by Russian tattoo artist Sasha based in St. Pete, Russia.
WOW
THE CAT ONE I WANT IT
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How to sum up The Great Gatsby
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always-smile-like-cheshire-cat:
Do you see these two guys? These two are pictures of my friends Gavin and Nick.
If you look close enough you can see someone’s face behind Nick in the closet. Can you see it? This photo was taken the night they were killed. My friends were just having a sleepover because Nick came back from New York because he was on vacation with his family. The next morning Gavin’s sister found him and Nick’s body in the closet exactly where the face was. The police have no idea how they were killed or who killed them.
If you don’t reblog this within 10 minutes, the thing that killed Gavin and Nick will appear in your closet in exactly 227 minutes and slaughter you like what it did to my friends.
This is not fake.
Oh fuck, this was on the news today.
son of a…
FUCK.
i saw taht n i was like OH SHIT…. i almost fainted
LOL I just want to reblog cause that’s a legit scary picture. Not cause of the warning.
OHHH MY FUCKING GAWDDDDD!!!!!! I WAS LIKE… YEA THIS IS JUST ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE BULL SHIT POST…. SO I TRY TO LOOK FOR THE FACE BEHIND THE CLOSET. AND THEN I FOUND IT. OH SHIT
FUCKING SCARY SHIT ASDFAJSDLK DX
im sorry guys im not taking any chances D;
JESUS CHRIST
fucking fuck
OKAY DIRECTIONERS I KNOW THIS IS NOT A ONE DIRECTION POST BUT I AM ACTUALLY SCARED FOR MY LIFE… AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
holy shit what I’m sorry but holy shit
guys it looks like a mix between chucky and a vampire i’m not reblogging for the warning i just wanted to share that with you
i’m terrified of this shit dont judge me
ohhhhh shit…that fucker ain’t coming after me,i got no fucking closet in my room hahaha!
For the comments lol
these things scare the fuck out of me oh my god
the kid in the white shirt looks like a kid at my school.
I hate these but I/m to scared not to reblog.
some flowers just arrived for my sister but my mom thought they were for me.
and so she asked if they were from henry and of course i asked what the hell she was talking about
and she was like “henry, the boy you’re always talking about.”
she meant henry david thoreau.
i quote henry david thoreau so much my mom thought henry david thoreau was my boyfriend