Riverbed — F. Scott Hess


Riverbed, 2004 by F. Scott Hess (b. 1955)


The Antipope — Max Ernst


The Antipope, 1942 by Max Ernst (1891–1976)

A Wonderful Day — Mu Pan


A Wonderful Day, 2018 by Mu Pan (b. 1976)

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Moby — Mu Pan


Moby, 2018 by Mu Pan (b. 1976)

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Destruction — Thomas Cole


Destruction (From The Course of Empire series), 1836 by Thomas Cole (1801-1848)

Jupiter, Mercury, and Virtue — Dosso Dossi


Jupiter, Mercury, and Virtue, 1524 by Dosso Dossi (c. 1490-1542)

Hunter in the Snow I — Joshua Hagler


Hunter in the Snow I, 2016 by Joshua Hagler (b. 1979)

Unexpected Answer — Rene Magritte


Unexpected Answer, 1933 by Rene Magritte (1898-1967)

Fall — Martin Wittfooth


Fall, 2016 by Martin Wittfooth (b. 1981)

Stolen Feast — F. Scott Hess


Stolen Feast, 1999 by F. Scott Hess (b. 1955)

Melting Point of Ice — Jean-Michel Basquiat


Melting Point of Ice, 1984 by Jean-Michel Basquiat (1960-1988)

Red Door — F. Scott Hess


Red Door, 1994 by F. Scott Hess (b. 1955)

The Squeaky Wheel — Mike Davis

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The Squeaky Wheel, 2014 by Mike Davis

The Rich — Remedios Varo


El Rico (The Rich), 1958 by Remedios Varo (1908-1963)

All Will Fall — Goya


Todos caerán (All Will Fall), 1799 by Francisco Goya (1770-1828)

Falsehood — Giovanni Bellini


Falsehood (or Wisdom) from Four Allegories, c. 1490 by Giovanni Bellini (c. 1430-1516)

Claudio and Isabella — William Holman Hunt

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Claudio and Isabella, 1850 by William Holman Hunt (1827–1910)

From William Shakespeare’s Measure for Measure, Act 3, Scene 1:


Be ready, Claudio, for your death tomorrow.


Yes. Has he affections in him,
That thus can make him bite the law by the nose,
When he would force it? Sure, it is no sin,
Or of the deadly seven, it is the least.


Which is the least?


If it were damnable, he being so wise,
Why would he for the momentary trick
Be perdurably fined? O Isabel!


What says my brother?


Death is a fearful thing.


And shamed life a hateful.


Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;
To lie in cold obstruction and to rot;
This sensible warm motion to become
A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit
To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside
In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice;
To be imprison’d in the viewless winds,
And blown with restless violence round about
The pendent world; or to be worse than worst
Of those that lawless and incertain thought
Imagine howling: ’tis too horrible!
The weariest and most loathed worldly life
That age, ache, penury and imprisonment
Can lay on nature is a paradise
To what we fear of death.