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bearingwitness · 1 year

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Notebooks 1951-1959 by Albert Camus // The Knight of the Flowers (detail) by Georges Rochegrosse // The Way to Keep Going in Antarctica by Bernadette Mayer // Little Weirds by Jenny Slate // Nausea by Jean-Paul Sartre // The Fairy Glen by Steve Gill // The Carrying by Ada Limón // All the Gay Saints by Kayleb Rae Candrilli // Mirrors X by Nikki Giovanni // The Poet by Reynier Llanes // The Wanderings of Oisin by W.B Yeats // Letters to a Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke // Letter to Gustave Flaubert X by George Sand // When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities by Chen Chen // Waterlilies by Claude Monet

#w #tenderness #web weaving #albert camus #bernadette mayer #jenny slate #jean paul sartre #ada limon #nikki giovanni #wb yeats #rainer maria rilke #george sand #chen chen #claude monet #poetry #art

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mccoppinscrapyard · 2 years

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[ID: Six Artificial Intelligence-created art prompts via the Craiyon website. The first reads “Elmo in Basquiat art style” and is followed by nine iterations of the prompt. The second reads “Big Bird in Warhol art style” and is followed by nine iterations of the prompt. The third reads “Grover in Van Gogh art style”, the fourth reads “Oscar the Grouch in Mondrian art style”. The fifth reads “Kermit the Frog in Monet art style” and the sixth reads “Cookie Monster in Kusama art style”. /end ID]

#unreality #ai art #craiyon #sesame street #muppets #elmo #jean michel basquiat #big bird #andy warhol #grover #vincent van gogh #oscar the grouch #piet mondrian #kermit the frog #claude monet #cookie monster #yayoi kusama #basquiat elmo is my favorite but the monet kermit turned out good

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norwegianwood0 · 6 months

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“Quid est veritas?” è un mio side project dallo stampo classico, con sonorità boombap e dal concept particolare volto ad un pubblico di amanti dell’arte e degli enigmi.

Per chi volesse scoprire senza aiuti tutti i segreti del progetto invito ad aspettare a leggere quanto segue prima di averlo ascoltato, per gli altri invece è importante conoscere l’origine del nome “Quid est Veritas?”.

Il termine è derivante da una frase pronunciata nel Vangelo secondo Giovanni da Ponzio Pilato verso Gesù e viene tradotta con “che cos’è la verità?”.

Oltre a riflettere il tema veritativo affrontato nei brani la frase si presta anche da chiave di lettura di tutto il progetto nel suo essere uno degli anagrammi più importanti della storia, ponendosi così sia come interrogativo che come soluzione: “est vir qui adest” (la verità è ciò che ti sta di fronte).

I più attenti avranno colto che ogni rima presente nei brani (quasi con fare antologico) indirizza l’ascoltatore tramite riferimenti continui al mondo dell’arte verso la soluzione dell’enigma situata nel titolo di ogni traccia (così come nel titolo dell’ep), ovvero l’anagramma del nome dell’artista che ha ispirato quello specifico brano e a cui l’immaginario cantato è riferito.

L’invito a risolvere ogni anagramma è più che mai aperto, ma per coloro che si fossero arresi ecco le soluzioni:

‼️SPOILER ALERT‼️

-I voli decadranno / Leonardo Da Vinci

-Mento / Monet

-Balancé / Cabanel

-Gettarmi / Magritte

-Qui Basta / Basquiat

Le produzioni, i mix e i master del progetto sono interamente curati da @donvamusic e @fiorxtura , mentre la cover ispirata alla “Riproduzione Vietata” di Magritte è stata realizzata da @sirdoodyart .

#art #arte #spotify #soundcloud #basquiat #jean michel basquiat #alexandre cabanel #Cabanel #rene magritte #Magritte #claude monet #monet #leonardo da vinci #da vinci #rap

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gogmstuff · 1 year

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Back to the 60s (from top to bottom) -

ca. 1860 Lady by Franz Xaver Winterhalter (Christie's - Live auction 2282 Lot 304). From artsdiary365.wordpress.com/2010/01/05/portrait-of-a-lady-by-f-x-winterhalter-christies-new-york/; fixed cracks & spots w Pshop 2088X2574.

1861 Young woman in blue gown by Paul-Jean Flandrin (private collection). From tumblr.com/history-of-fashion; enlarged to screen 990X1300 @72 302kj.

1863 Princess Aloisia of Liechtenstein by Josef Kreihuber (Liechtenstein Collection, specific location ?). From tumblr.com/roehenstart 1796X2160 @72 1.1Mj.

1867 Garden at Sainte-Adresse by Claude Monet (location ?). From tumblr.com/catherinedefrance 1280X968 @72 700kj.

#1860s fashion #early Victorian fashion #Second Empire fashion #Franz Xaver Winterhalter #V décolletage #ruching #Paul-Jean Flandrin #straight hair #bow #engageantes #wrap #full skirt #Aloisia of Liechtenstei #Josef Kreihuber #veil #long full sleeves #high neckline #Claude Monet #parasol

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kum2mi · 10 months

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#edvard munch #pablo picasso #frieda kahlo #rene magritte #jean michel basquiat #jackson pollock #youtube #abstract art #abstract #andy warhol #salvador dali #claude monet #watercolour art #painting

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nebylitsa · 1 year

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monet / jean metzinger

#mp #monet #claude monet #jean metzinger #impressionism #cubism

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suetravelblog · 2 years

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Albertina Museum Vienna Austria

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bottegapowerpoint · 3 months

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Jean Frédéric Bazille, Reclining Nude

#Jean Frédéric Bazille #powerpoint #french impressionism #pierre auguste renoir #eduard manet #claude monet

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claud-e-monet · 6 months

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Paris - Monday Dinner - L'Ami Jean

The restaurant follows the story of the oldest Basque institution in the capital which I bought in 2004. Nothing about good taste, nothing about conventions, the tavern of yesterday retains its rough charm and dresses of drawings from drawing friends, sometimes anarchists, often rebellious, in any case always speaking loudly and I pay them homage, Siné, Charb… A chandelier, long tables, Basque linen, brick and wood, a lot red, mirrors, heterogeneous objects… for a warm atmosphere, intertwining conversations, a lively moment during which you can sometimes hear me… screaming.

Chef Stéphane Jégo

A keen observer of the evolution of his profession as a restaurateur and changes in customer practices, Stéphane Jégo completes work in his restaurant and proposes to “consume” the restaurant differently. From now on, you will take the Ami Jean home, offer it to those you love, use it for an afternoon to discuss cooking with the chef…

L'Ami Jean has had a makeover in order to facilitate service, save space in the kitchen, simplify circulation, but the essential thing does not change: the chef is still there, facing his customers, in the middle of his brigade that he energizes with his legendary rants. His cuisine, which could be described as bourgeois and creative, is designed to be shared, generate moments of warm pleasure, loosen tongues and sharpen words. And to respect this cuisine which is his own, frank, whole, generous, daring, it was necessary not to touch the fundamentals of the restaurant but to bring light, ease, respect the spirit of the place since the 1930s. No artifice, the restaurant for itself. The kitchen, on the other hand, has been transformed from top to bottom: matte gray tiled walls, a space completely redesigned to add to everyone's working comfort but also to be able to accommodate guests…

Because today, everything is changing, the ways of consuming are multiplying, we want to take the restaurant home, eat well in our kitchen, entertain without stress… It is therefore to respond to all these desires of its customers that it initiates his vision of today's restaurant. It is no longer the place that takes precedence but the cuisine…

And Stéphane Jego refuses to give in to the sirens of design, keen to preserve the spirit and history of the place, he returns to the sources of Ami Jean and… makes something new with something old!

The Story of L'Ami Jean

#claude monet #france vacation #vacation post #dinner #L'Ami Jean

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timmurleyart · 1 year

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Deep dark camping. ⛺️🌲(mixed media on canvas)🌳

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midnightarcheress · 13 days

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Simon takes you to the museum.

pairing: bodyguard!ghost x actress!reader cw: implied ptsd. 4 | gold rush masterlist.

the timid yellows creeping up the tree leaves announce the beginning of autumn, crisp air filling their lungs as they walk through the Tuileries Garden. Simon tries his best to act calm, focusing on how you make your way on the footpath around the octagonal lake, but the city’s sounds and the bustling crowd in the park keep him on edge, fingers rhythmically touching the dense fabric of his jeans for a faint sense of safety in the present.

despite his anxiety levels spiking, he still manages to appreciate the view. the remaining flowers from warmer days paint the grass with vivid colours and, on the horizon, he catches a glimpse of the Eiffel Tower on the other side of the river. the sun shines brightly in the sky, almost casting a golden halo over your head, the tender heat warming his brittle heart in a brief moment of peace.

“the museum is that way,” you look back at him, pointing to your left. ever since Daniel complied with your request for time off, you’ve been researching the perfect spot to spend your free afternoon, ultimately landing on the Orangery Museum. at least a museum is supposed to be a quiet place, Simon thinks.

“did you know that this building was actually a greenhouse?” you ask, walking through the entrance, “it was created to store the citrus trees from the garden, that’s why this side has so many windows.” your head tilts to the riverside facade and he silently hums, acknowledging you.

his lips involuntarily curve at your enthusiasm. the two of you don’t talk much on the daily, but it was endearing to see how happy you were for being surrounded by art, and he didn’t mind hearing you babble about the paintings. or about anything, honestly. the sound of your voice was soothing, pacifying the nerves that had been eating his insides since he stepped out of bed.

“oh, those are my favourite!” you tug on his forearm, pulling him into an oval room with huge panels, the tiny inscriptions on the side reading ‘Claude Monet’, “those are water lilies, y’know, the flower? he did two-hundred-and-something paintings based on a pond in his property, can you imagine that?”

“they’re pretty,” he mumbles, observing the thin brushstrokes. art is far from his strong suit, but he liked how the paintings captured the fickles of light and how they lacked the usual restrained aspect seen in other pieces – they seemed relaxed, floaty, free. so different from your life. maybe that’s why you loved it so much.

you drag him through the whole exhibit, explaining little details of the museum, the garden, the techniques, and he listens closely, his attention never leaving your mouth, completely entranced by your words. he didn’t feel the weight of the duty nor the need to protect you there, it was a different world. your own little bubble, and you allowed him inside.

his hand brushes on your shoulder while exiting the building, guiding you through the door. he’s not keen on being outside again, sirens already buzzing in his brain with the idea of potential threats lurking in the shadows.

trying not to let the perpetual concern flood his mind, he clears his throat and sparks up conversation, ignoring the rules pairing over his head. no talking, no touching. “so, how did you learn so much about... all that?” he gestures back to the museum.

“oh, uhm, i used to paint,” you start, hiding the smile sneaking up your lips at his unexpected interest, “took a course in art history too.”

his eyebrows raise. “used to?”

“yeah, when i had more time to myself,” he notices your sigh, studying the sudden solemn expression that outlines your face. your beautiful face, “but i wasn’t very good at it.” you chuckle, downsizing your abilities, and he snorts, not fully believing you. it’s the first time you’ve seen him showing any sort of emotion besides indifference, and he prides himself on the surprise gracing your features.

it was nice, walking with you. not behind you. did he enjoy the view? yes, but this – him by your side, arms swinging together, matching steps – was real. genuine. it almost felt like a date, not that he would ever dare to say it out loud. everything was perfect.

until it wasn’t.

it happened so fast. a loud blast on the street made Simon wrap an arm around your waist and pull you to the nearest alley, one hand firmly pressing you against his chest and another holding your head, broad shoulders covering your body as the intense blood pump on his ears muffle the deafening ringing rattle. he stays in the position for a while, blown-out pupils frantically darting around and searching for any indication of danger.

he takes a deep breath and his head dips down to you. for a minute, the only thing he sees is the gash on your forehead and your bleeding eye. you’re paralysed, partially because you’re brain is still catching up on what’s going on, and partially because his tight grip doesn’t admit any movement.

“Ghost? what’s wrong?” the scared tone of your whisper readjusts his vision to what really is in front of him – you. safe, without a single scratch, tucked in his arms with a strength he hadn’t used to this extent in a long time. and he feels bad, pathetic even, because nothing happened. the blaring sound was a car crash in the avenue, not a grenade destroying everything in sight.

“it’s nothing” he pulls back, averting your eyes like the plague, “i'm sorry.” stupid.

you frown, overlooking his avoidance with utter sympathy, “are you alright?” he grunts, unintelligibly, reverting to his cold stance and nodding. you don’t buy his half-answer, but decide that it’s better not to pry.

he knew it was coming, the uneasiness brewing in his gut was only waiting for the right trigger to crawl up his oesophagus and spill all over you.

the rest of the walk is quiet, with him returning to his position a few steps back. never should’ve left. you sneak glances at him, checking, but his gaze seems too far gone. next thing he knows, you’re both on the jet, Daniel snoring in the front seat, him looking out the window, lost in thought. of course i'd fuck up.

he barely hears when you approach him, trembling fingers handing him a card. the card. you’re trusting him. he glares at you for a second, hazel irises shifting between your spooked appearance and the paper. ‘don’t like you travelling without me, darling. i’ll be waiting for my souvenir – your prince.’

i've never been to france lol. and yeah i had a monet phase when I was fifteen.

little fun fact - the painting in the fic masterlist is part of his water lilies series.

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beatricecenci · 7 months

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Claude Monet (French, 1840-1926)

Jean Monet sur son cheval à bascule

#Impressionism #Claude Monet #French Art #Art

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renoirstable · 1 month

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Jean Frédéric Bazille, Atelier de la rue Furstenberg (Studio on Rue Furstenberg), 1866

Studio on Rue Furstenberg belongs to an increasing trend of Impressionist painting that depicted the artist's workspace, which Bazille once shared with Claude Monet. The painting shows two disheveled armchairs surrounded by supplies and a doorway that leads to two small bedrooms. While no one knows who is using the studio, the paintings on the wall appear to be Monet's The Beach at Honfleur (1864) and Road by Saint-Siméon Farm (1867), partnered by Bazille's Beach at Sainte-Adress (1865). While Impressionism is known for its landscapes, the only reference to the outside world we see here is a cracked window door, through which a grey sky is visible. Judging by the real life geography of this studio, located close to the Louvre, the window is positioned to look out at a studio space where the artist Eugène Delacroix would have worked. The composition of the studio here is thought to reference Studio Corner with Stove (1830), a painting by Delecroix, whom both Bazille and Monet greatly admired.

#oil painting #impressionism #art history #bazille #frederic bazille #Claude monet #monet #eugene delacroix #delacroix #art #painting #still life #19th century #1800s

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audreyslists · 7 months

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French Painters (part one)

Masterlist of French painters and my favorite artwork from them. PM me for suggestions.

-- Paul Cezanne, (1839-1906), romanticism, modern art, cubism, impressionism, post-impressionism

-- Paul Gauguin, (1848-1903), post-impressionism, modern art, symbolism, primitivism. synthetism

-- Gustave Courbet, (1819-1877), realism

-- Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, (1864-1901), post-impressionism, art nouveau

-- Gustave Moreau, (1826-1898), symbolism, modern art

-- Camille Pissarro, (1830-1903), impressionism, post-impressionism, neo-impressionism

-- Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres, (1780-1867), neoclassicism, orientalism

-- Philippe de Champaigne, (1602-1674), baroque

-- Frederic Bazille, (1841-1870), impressionism

-- Gustave Caillebotte, (1848-1894), impressionism, realism

-- Francois Boucher, (1703-1770), rococo

-- Pierre Brissaud

-- Sophie Blum-Lazarus

-- Pierre Bobot

-- Pierre-Nicolas Brisset

– Etienne Buffet

– Louis Braquaval

– Suzanne Duchamp

– Claude Monet

– Pierre-Auguste Renoir

– Henri Matisse

– Georges Braque

– Rosa Bonheur

– Nicolas Poussin

– Louis-Francois Aubry

– Theodore Gericault

– Etienne Allegrain

– William-Adolphe Bouguereau

– Frederic Samuel Cordey

– Jean de Botton

– Felic Auguste Clement

– Cecile Bart

– Renee Aspe

– Pierre Puvis de Chavannes

– Pierre Auguste Cot

– Edgar Degas

– Eduoard Manet

– Eugene Delacroix

– Jacques-Louis David

– Georges Seurat

– Berthe Morisot

– Joseph Apoux

– Charles Angrand

– Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot

– Jean-Honoré Fragonard

– Lydia Corbett

– Louis Emile Benassit

-- Joseph Crepin (1875-1948), spiritualism, art brut

-- Roger de la Corbiere, (1893-1974), seascape

-- Thomas Couture, (1815-1879), academic art

-- Jean Simeon Chardin, (1699-1799), rococo, baroque, realism.

#art history #art #painter #french art #french #france #europe #artwork #masterlist #masterpost

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sakurabreeze · 1 year

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Claude Monet Camille and Jean Monet in a Poppyfield, 1873

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kum2mi · 10 months

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#edvard munch #pablo picasso #jean michel basquiat #frieda kahlo #abstract #rene magritte #jackson pollock #youtube #andy warhol #abstract art #claude monet #salvador dali #digital art

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