thedeerandtheoak: Odin’s last words to Baldr
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ymutate: Odd Nerdrum: Norwegian, Title, Head found at artistsandart.org, posted by ymutate
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loveatpsychedelicvelocity: (via blessedwildapplegirl)
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venusmilk: Ver sacrum, 1898 Study for the carvings in the lower fields of Screens of Josef Engelhart
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GISSEY, Henri French draughtsman (1621-1673) Louis XIV as Apollo1653Pen, wash and gouache, 167 x 260 mmBibliothèque Nationale, Paris
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arsauroprior: The Four Seasons, early to mid-17th century.
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Paris, 1812. Two-layer copperplate engraving, color. National Library of Medicine. Jean-Galbert Salvage(1770-1813)[anatomist; artist] A military doctor of the Napoleonic era, Salvage based his drawings on dissections of soldiers “killed in duels, in their prime.” For this study of the Borghese Gladiator, an ancient Greek statue, he arranged his cadavers in the same pose as the sculpture and meticulously worked out the skeletal and muscular anatomy. Anatomical studies of important classical sculptures constituted a genre within fine art.
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jesustos: odd nerdrum (detail) by deflam on Flickr. This is copyrighted work. This and other works here by this artist are for educational purposes only.
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fernsandmoss: Violeta Parra, La Cantante Calva, 1960
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Marianne Faithfull - As Tears Go By

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d-r-o-s-s: speciesbarocus: Bey Samuel Apiario - Pandora (1582).
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"

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunnèd it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

"

~   A Poison Tree -William Blake 1757-1827)
william blake
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nends: Apocalipsis - Beatus Libanensis
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Opaque  by  andbamnan