A kichō (几帳) is a portable multi-paneled silk partition supported by a two-rod T-pole. It came into use in aristocratic households during and following the Heian period in Japan when it became a standard piece of furniture. They are similar in appearance to noren.
The kichō is often placed just on the inside of bamboo blinds, forming a portable double privacy barrier to the outside of the house. They are also used as portable room dividers inside the house. Today, they are most often used as decorations or to hide boxes or other unsightly messes in a home.
In former times, they would often be used to hide noble women from public eyes when they visited shrines or temples, and to provide additional privacy for the women at home. Smaller versions called sashikichō (差几帳) were carried by the female attendants of a noble woman in order to hide her from public view while she traveled.
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Quiche is a kind of pie with a savory custard filling; quiche lorraine is one variant.
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Quiché was Spanish for the Maya K'iche' and may refer to:
Kitsch (/ˈkɪtʃ/; loanword from German, also called cheesiness and tackiness) is a low-brow style of mass-produced art or design using popular or cultural icons. The word was first applied to artwork that was a response to certain divisions of 19th-century art with aesthetics that favored what later art critics would consider to be exaggerated sentimentality and melodrama. Hence, 'kitsch art' is closely associated with 'sentimental art'. Kitsch is also related to the concept of camp, because of its humorous and ironic nature.
To brand visual art as "kitsch" is generally pejorative, as it implies that the work in question is gaudy, or that it deserves a solely ornamental and decorative purpose rather than amounting to a work of true artistic merit. The chocolate box artist Thomas Kinkade (1958–2012), whose idyllic landscape scenes were often lampooned by art critics as "maudlin" and "schmaltzy," is considered a leading example of contemporary kitsch.
The term is sometimes applied to music.
Broken homes as far as the eye can see.
Bird's eye view: An ocean surrounded by
cubicles and fast food restaurants with nothing
but standard utility vehicles and smog in-between.
No one knows who is in control but underneath
them lies a bottomless pit. Everyone clings to
the sides and they use one another to reach the
crown of it. It's getting oh so dark in here now.
He's grabbing at my ankles. I'm grabbing at his.
Don't let go! Until all that's left of dreams of Venus.
The appendix of a system that doesn't need us.
One machine tells the other not to feed us.
They only want more. We only want more.
We're all getting nowhere confused.
Which way is up? Which way is down? I'm falling down.
I wonder which moment I decided to care?
Decided to wear the burdens of thousands of years.
We all live life like the sun and the moon
fucking in the afternoon.
The light it doesn't get through but it gets by.
One machine tells the other not to feed them.
They only want more. We only want more. Just let go.