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Frithjof Smith-Hald (Norwegian 1846-1903), The Plein Air Painters, 1872, Oil on canvas
Memento mori: doodled skeleton death holding an hour glass (Engelberg, Stiftsbib 339)
sandro botticelli, dante and beatrice in stars
stamps with the ships "nimrod" and "terra nova". australian antarctic territory, issued 1980-1.
Claude Deruet, (detail), 17th Century
Francesco Fieravino (detail)
Raphael — La donna velata (The woman with the veil). detail. c. 1516
ATTIC BLACK-FIGURED LEKYTHOS
CIRCA 510-500 BCE
Odysseus escaping from the cave of Polyphemus.
Artist Milana Levadnaya (Lviv, Ukraine) Artwork from the "On the Carpet" series (2023) Acrylic on Canvas
Reading old books gets an extra layer of fun when you start to piece together how all these historical eras run together. The heroes of one era become the stodgy out-of-touch parents of the next. 1920s Bright Young Things are calling people "Victorians" in an "okay, Boomer" way. Victorian novels have Regency rakes hanging around like old hippies. Regency novels have old Georgians who still powder their hair. It's just fun to see the mixing of generations, the mix of old and new, because history's not neat little boxes, it's life all jumbled together.
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Perspective of an Open Gallery ('The Tuscan Gallery') by Samuel van Hoogstraten
“Home is where the trees look normal” is the sweetest, saddest, most nostalgic truth I’ve ever heard.
the only thing keeping me alive is boccaccio's little drawings
they are everything to me
I still can't believe that I have seen them irl
Details: Coup de vent devant Frascati, Le Havre, Eugène Boudin, c. 1896