Reposted by Rocío Rincón
Elizabethan playhouses were supplied by a network of tailors, merchants & craftswomen. Their names survive in records, but little is known about their lives.
I’m working on new research that brings the stories of these makers & traders centre stage. Here is the project in biscuit (cookie) form. 🍪
![[Calvin and Hobbes X Dune]
Panel 1: A doctor holds out a small box to Calvin. Doctor: "Put Your Right Hand In The Box."
Panel 2: Calvin: "What's In The Box?" Doctor: "Pain."
Panel 3: Calvin: "Why Are You Doing This??" Doctor: "An Animal In A Trap Will Gnaw Off Its Own Leg To Escape. What Will You Do?"
Panel 4: Doctor (off-screen): "No Need To Call For Help. Your Mother Is Behind That Door. None Will Get Past Her." Calvin's mother is seen sitting in a waiting room, reading a magazine.
Panel 5: Calvin's mother hides her face in her magazine, reciting: "I Must Not Fear. Fear Is The Mind-Killer. Fear Is The Little Death That Brings Total Obliteration..."
Panel 6: Mom still hides her face. Calvin (yelling from the other room): "No!! I'll Never Cooperate, You Hideous Bug-Eyed Freak! Never!!"
Panel 7: Calvin's mother reading. Calvin (yelling): "You Can Contain My Body, But You Can't Chain My Spirit! Walls Can't Confine It! Laws Can't Restrain It! You Can Try To Leave A Message, But My Spirit Screens Its Calls!!"
Panel 8: Calvin screams "Aaaaahhhhhhh", shocking her into knocking a chair over.
Panel 9: Calvin's mother stands, asking, "What Did The Reverend Mother Say?" Calvin, walking in looking traumatized, replies, "All History Up To This Point Has Been Spent Preparing The World For My Presence."](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:4djfp3b27soxcfkxhirydi6d/bafkreidzykfvvulpqucas5mnkzxoc7rsylwkpj5dwtlxz6rebforw6mmou)
