Monthly Archives: August 2007 On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose, Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses. On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud que de nos chagrins il s’en fait des … Continue reading

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Almost Twins A SONG OF A PURE-HEARTED GIRL Lakka-trees ripen two by two And mandarin-ducks die side by side. If a true-hearted girl will love only her husband, In a life as faithfully lived as theirs, What troubling wave can arrive … Continue reading

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Japanese Heroes for the Twelve Signs How To Disappear Completely And Never Be Found Icicles like ladies’ fingernails hang over the driveway, threatening each day to fall. The frost from last night’s snowfall twists through the air–it comes off of anything solid, lifts from the … Continue reading

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Sorry your page cannot be found | National Gallery, London Contact with Boudin in about 1856 introduced Monet to painting from nature. He was in Paris in 1859 and three years later he entered the studio of Gleyre, where he met Renoir, Sisley and Bazille. Manet influenced his figure … Continue reading

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Frans Hals | Young Man holding a Skull (Vanitas) | NG6458 | The National Gallery, London This painting is not a portrait. The skull held by the boy is a reminder of the transience of life and the certainty of death. Such a subject is known as a ‘Vanitas’ (Latin for vanity), a name derived … Continue reading

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Ciudad de la pintura – La mayor pinacoteca virtual Fantin-Latour was born in Grenoble on the I4th January 1836, into the family of Theodore Fantin-Latour, portrait painter and teacher of drawing, and a Russian mother. In 1841, his family moved to Paris. Henri started drawing at an early … Continue reading

Posted in Painting | Tagged , , | Leave a comment Too much of nothin’ can make a man feel ill at ease One man’s temper might rise, while the other man’s temper might freeze. In the days of long confessions, we can not mock a soul When there’s too … Continue reading

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