art's are not mine

Art lover. Museum wanderer. Entrepreneur with an eye for the timeless, collecting beauty in brushstrokes and balance sheets, Here for inspiration, creation Curator of aesthetics and ideas. I write about art history, financial insight, and the places where the two collide. Turning passions into portfolios.

[chosen2begreat]

11:11

[ometochtli2rabbit]

sketch diary december 28/ 13.0.13.3.15 jun[1] MEN|TZ'IKIN [eagle|bird] - oxlajun[13] KANKIN/ ce [1] - CUAUHTLI [eagle]

Xipe Totec[warriors of Huitzilopochtli]:Xiuhtecuhtli:Xiuhtecuhtli: Xochiquetzal

[ometochtli2rabbit]

sketch diary december 12/ 13.0.13.2.19 junlajun [11] KAWAK|KAWOQ [storm] - wuklajun[17] MAC/ mahtlactli-once[11] - QUIAHUITL [rain]

Tonatiuh:Chalmecatecuhtli:Piltzintecuhtli:Chalchihuihtotolin

[susan-1991]

GUSTAV KLIMT – “THE KISS” (1907–1908)

They say the gold leaf is real because they traded their names for it. The embrace hasn’t ended since 1908; the paint just keeps them there. Every century one of them blinks. Tourists think it’s a trick of the light. It’s not. It’s the other remembering they once had a mouth that could say “I’m tired.”

[vacanc-yy]

abandoned mall

[susan-1991]

He didn’t mean to eat the first one. Hunger has a way of sounding like prophecy. By the third child he convinced himself it was love — the only way to keep them inside him forever. The walls still remember. If you press your ear to the plaster in the Quinta del Sordo after midnight, you can hear him chewing slower now, trying to make the last son last.

[my0clonic-jerk]

[theinternetarchive]

'saint catherine of alexandra,' oil on canvas, dimensions: 173 cm × 133 cm; michelangelo merisi de caravaggio, italian c. 1598.

[enchantedbook]

'The Poet's Dream' by Robert Walter Weir, 1830.

[radical-revolution]

[susan-1991]

Judith still has the sword. She keeps it wrapped in red silk under her bed. Some nights she unwinds the cloth just to watch the moon glint off the same notch Holofernes’ neck left behind. She never cleans it. Dried blood, she says, is the only honest jewelry a woman can wear.

[susan-1991]

They say if you stand in front of her portrait at 3:33 a.m. when the museum is empty, her shoulder strap falls on its own. The first time it happened was 1884. Virginie Gautreau never fixed it again. She liked knowing every man in Paris would remember exactly where her skin began.

[moonbean117]

[susan-1991]

Dark skies, bright lights, and a little bit of magic in the air. 🕯️🖤

The moon’s out, the spirits whisper… it’s Halloween. #HalloweenMood #OctoberNights