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Gustave Doré, A Midsummer Night’s Dream 1870
The first time I ever read RIP I thought it referred to the sound a page makes when you tear it out of a book. As in well, you are being riiiiiiiipped out of the encyclopedia of existent people, and therefore, you will no longer be relevant as you’ve been riiiiiiiipped from the collective consciousness.
To a certain extent, I’m not really convinced that my thoughts were entirely incorrect, to be honest. I think the only people who don’t RIP you in this manner after you cease to live are the people who truly loved you to the extent where they cannot conceive of a reality that does not include you. They cannot riiiiiiiip you because that would mean they would be tearing a part of themselves away.
Yeah, I’m sure that’s what that means and the whole ‘Rest In Peace’ acronymization was merely retrofitted to obfuscate the true significance.
«Clematis» (1914) s.b.g. Fernand KHNOPFF (Belge)
“Avril”. Calendrier par Jan TOOROP (Hollandais-Javanais). 1923.
Pierre-Cécile Puvis de Chavannes, Le rêve, 1883
František Kupka, Black Idol (or Stubbornness, Revolt, Resistance), 1902
Aujourd'hui, nous pleurons avec Bruxelles et toute la Belgique en face d'une autre horrible tragédie inexplicable. Mais demain, on ne pleurera pas encore, parce qu'il faut continuer: le temps se fuit et s'arrête pour rien. La Beauté et du Sens dans notre courte existence mondaine nous attendent, comme des enfants perdus dans le chaos, et ils comptent sur nous pour les retrouver.
Art: Le voile (1887). Fernand Khnopff. Belgian Symbolist.
Sleep, Eugène Carrière
1890
Lithograph
La communiante [The First Communion] (circa 1896)
s.b.g. Eugène Carrière (Français). Huile sur toile. 65,4 cm x 53,3 cm. The Metropolitan Museum of Art (Donnée par Chester Dale, 1963) (pas exposée présentement)
Léon Spilliaert (Belgian, 1881-1946) - Dike And Beach, 1907 Indian Ink, Wash, Colored Pencil on Paper
Paul Gauguin, Madame la Mort, 1890-1891, Paris, musée d’Orsay, conservé au musée du Louvre © RMN/Franck Raux.
Fernand Khnopff (1858-1921), Etude pour ‘L’Idée de Justice”
Der Gedanke an das Unendliche. (1896) s.b.d.g. Sascha [Rudolph Karl Alexander] SCHNEIDER. École Dresden.
«L'idée de l'Infini» - “The Idea of The Infinite”
Franz von Stuck
Pallas Athena
c.1898
Cesare Ferro Preghiera, c. 1900
George Seeley. The Black Bowl. c1907. Camera Work.
Henrique Bernardelli (1858-1936), Messalina - 1878/86