[theburnthatkeepseverything]

Robert Henri, Rough Seas Near Lobster Point, 1903.

[rewindaomar]

Inspired by Kenji Mizoguchi's Ugetsu, Lady Wakasa. A tragic figure in her solitude and loneliness, departed this world without having ever known love in her life.

© Rewinda Omar

[aqua-regia009]

Romantic winter landscape with ice skaters by a castle — Albert Bredow (1828-1899)

[oldpaintings]

Prayer of the Penitent Monks by Alessandro Magnasco (Italian, 1667–1749)

[voluptuarian]

Lucretia Borgia Reigns in the Vatican in the Absence of Pope Alexander VI - Frank Cadogan Cowper

[arcusxx]

black fallow deer seen in the Barycz Valley - Landscape Park in Poland

[last-picture-show]

Taisho Art ( Old Japanese Photography) : 1. Surf Fisherman in Blue Fog; 2. Trolley in the Morning Fog, 1912 -1926

[dutch-and-flemish-painters]

Peter van de Velde - Coastal landscape with shipping in a tempestuous sea - 

oil on canvas, Height: 84 in (213.3 cm); Width: 116.7 in (296.4 cm)

Peter van de Velde or Peter van den Velde (Antwerp, 1634 – Antwerp, 1723/24), was a Flemish marine painter who was active in Antwerp. Some art historians believe that the long lifespan attributed to this artist could hide two artists operating under the same name, possibly a father and his son.

[catonhottinroof-deactivated2023]

Edward Wilkins Waite (1854-1924)

Reposing in decay serene

[higher-order]

Destroy the pervasive idea that widescale violence and repression in the Soviet Union was a product of the Stalinist era.

[eltigrechico]

Don’t fall for the “Good Lenin, Bad Stalin” Myth

[gacougnol]

Bastiaan Woudt Blizzard I New York 2016

[creaturely-poetics]

“It sometimes happened then that my attentive gaze immediately changed into that of the sea itself, whose unique eye, a green spherical abyss, was contemplating, ecstatic in its bitter tears, the blue ubiquity, the black presence of the divine. I was seeing like the sea.”

- Michel Serres, Biogea

[edwordsmyth]

“Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. The cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins, we start to build up new little habitats, to have new little hopes. It is rather hard work: there is now no smooth road into the future: but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.”

— D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley’s Lover (via exhaled-spirals)

[seasons-in-hell]

Victor Hugo

The Casquets Lighthouse (1866)

[art-is-art-is-art]

George the Victorius, Valentin Serov

[voidvo]

“Nihil durare potest tempore perpetuo, Cum bene sol nituit, redditur oceano, Decrescit Phoebe, quae modo fuit, Ventorum feritas saepe fit aura levis.”

Ancient graffiti found in the ruins of Pompeii. (CIL IV.9123)

“Nothing can last forever, Once the sun has shone, it returns beneath the sea, The moon, once full, eventually wanes, The violence of the winds often turns into a light breeze.”

[art-is-art-is-art]

The Elevation of the Host, Jean Béraud