Photographs document the Wright brothers’ advances in early flight. The brothers made 105 flights on the Flyer II in 1904, some as long as five minutes. / source: The Telegraph
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Photographs document the Wright brothers’ advances in early flight. The brothers made 105 flights on the Flyer II in 1904, some as long as five minutes. / source: The Telegraph
Margie Cato photographed by Lillian Bassman, 1950.
Olives - Marcel Dyf , n/d.
French,1899–1985
Oil on canvas
Ich verlange keine frische Rose (2017)
by Anja Millen
「I do not ask for a fresh rose」
‘it’s time to back home’
new painting from my world of 1920+, sadly spring is coming, but I already miss winter : ) work process: https://www.artstation.com/artwork/kKZmA
Jules Louis Machard - Selene (1874)
Thomas Shotter Boys
baby
River in Winter - Petr Alekseevich Levchenko
Lost II
17″ x 14″ charcoal on paper
Charles Guilloux Paysage. Claire Lune, 1898
Oer-Wout
Cryogenic
April 2016 © Sophia Adalaine Zhou
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Edmund Koken (1814-1872)
VIEW OF A CHURCH-YARD ENTRANCE IN WINTER
Volodymyr Orlovsky Storm Clouds
Milá Lásko,
nejraději bych Ti dal do nosu, víš?
Nevěříš?
Tsss. Čuchni, hele!
Do nosu a navrch bych ho pořádně zakroutil a udělal na něm malinu. A taky bych Tě vytahal za ucho, to abys věděla, cos ztropila. Pochopila? Pochopila, ptal bych se Tě a pátral přitom ve Tvých očích, jestli v nich spatřím aspoň náznak kajícnosti.
A potom, potom bych Tě ohnul přes koleno a vysázel pár na holou. Hezky pěkně, až bys měla na krajíčku a svatosvatě slibovala, že už nebudeš tropit podobný alotria.
Jenže... máš ještě furt její podobu, víš, Lásko?
Takže...
Takže ten nos a uši si zatím škrtni.