The Hill: Hobbiton-across-the Water, 1937 by J.R.R. Tolkien (1892–1973).
From The Morgan Library & Museum’s exhibition “Tolkien: Maker of Middle-earth.”
White Cat, 1938 by Gertrude Abercrombie (1909–1977)
Prismes Electriques, 1914 by Sonia Delaunay (1885–1979)
Le Trajet (The Crossing), 1917 by Romaine Brooks (1874-1970)
Praise Tangled Dreams VIII, 1985 by Albin Brunovsky (1935–1997)
Journey to New Orleans #4, 2015 by Olivier Bonhomme (b. 1986)
Portrait of the Sculptor Vladimir Beklemishev, by Filipp Malyavin (1869-1940)
From Videodrome, 1983. Directed by David Cronenberg with cinematography by Mark Irwin. Via FilmGrab.
Ida Rubinstein,1917 by Romaine Brooks (1874-1970)
Caged Pie, 1962 by Wayne Thiebaud (b. 1920)
“Dialog Outside the Lakeside Grocery”
by
Ishmael Reed
The grocery had provided him with
boxes of rotten lettuce
He was loading them onto a
yellow pick-up truck
He was a frail white man and
wore a plaid woolen shirt and
frayed dungarees
I was sitting in a gray chevrolet
rent-a-dent
“I have eight adult geese and
twenty-six ducks,” he said
and i said
“I’ll bet you have a big management
problem,” and he said
“They’re no trouble at all. My
wife raised two of them in the house.
When she goes near their pen
the geese waddle towards her
and nibble the lettuce out of her
hand”
“I’d never think of killing them”
he said
“They keep me out of the bars”
The Fools, 2017 by Agostino Arrivabene (b. 1967)
Dreamer, 2007 by Falk Gernergross (b. 1973)
The Dancer, 2018 by Claire Tabouret (b.1981)
March 11th.–After the ground had been completely freed of snow, there has been a snow-storm for the two days preceding yesterday, which made the earth all white again. This morning at sunrise, the thermometer stood at about 18 degrees above zero. Monument Mountain stands out in great prominence, with its dark forest-covered sides, and here and there a large, white patch, indicating tillage or pasture land; but making a generally dark contrast with the white expanse of the frozen and snow-covered lake at its base, and the more undulating white of the surrounding country. Yesterday, under the sunshine of mid-day, and with many voluminous clouds hanging overit, and a mist of wintry warmth in the air, it had a kind of visionary aspect, although still it was brought out in striking relief. But though one could see all its bulgings, round swells, and precipitous abruptnesses, it looked as much akin to the clouds as to solid earth and rock substance. In the early sunshine of the morning, the atmosphere being very clear, I saw the dome of Taconic with more distinctness than ever before, the snow-patches, and brown, uncovered soil on its round head, being fully visible. Generally it is but a dark blue unvaried mountain-top. All the ruggedness of the intervening hill-country was likewise effectively brought out. There seems to be a sort of illuminating quality in new snow, which it loses after being exposed for a day or two to the sun and atmosphere.
Big Dreamer with an Ode to the Dawn by Adrian Cox (b. 1988)
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