Gay art and dogs
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Rocks in the Morning
Jean Metzinger
1906-1907
Private collection
Painting - oil on canvas
Height: 65 cm (25.59 in.), Width: 92 cm (36.22 in.)
Coastal Landscape with Trees by Paul Signac
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Pink in paintings of women.
Edouard Bisson; Talbot Hughes; François-Hubert Drouais; John William Waterhouse; Paul de La Boulaye; Nadezhda Illarionova; Guillaume Seignac; François Martin-Kavel; Paul de La Boulaye
Tina Blau (Austrian, 1845- 1916)
By the artist‘s studio, 1907
Doroteum, Wien, Austria
The Pink Cloud by Henri-Edmond Cross
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ein-bleistift-und-radiergummi:
Paul Gauguin ‘Vase de Fleur’ 1885.
Arm of the Seine at Giverny
Claude Monet, 1897
Jonas Lie (USA b. Norway 1880-1940)
A Norwegian Fjord (1910s-1920s)
oil on canvas 35 x 50 in.
I don’t know what this dog is gonna do, but it looks important
Raoul Dufy (France 1877-1953)
The Yellow Violin (1949)
Art Gallery of Ontario, TorontoJean Luc Ponty, Storytelling, 1989
40:25
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oA2qGyH4-vw
flower of month hats for may june and july
Pyotr Konchalovsky (Russia 1876-1956)
Trees by a Lake (1921)
oil on canvas
If I could breathe underwater I would live inside the color blue,
And my mother would look for me until eventually she couldn’t look anymore.
If I could breathe underwater I would live inside the color green,
And the trees would swallow me and spit me back out because I taste like artificial flavors.
If I could breathe underwater I would be a wave and end up on the shore you’re watching the sunset from
And you would never know I was there
And we would both agree to ignore the obvious
And I would be the color blue
And the color green
And the waves,
And the sky,
And the smell of the rain.
And if I could breathe underwater, I would always have a place to hide.beautiful.
Thank you!! Every note I get on my writing is a gold star in the notebook of my heart. I know that sounds fuckin cheesy but I don’t just write to get things off my chest, I write cause I hope other people will relate and maybe I will strike a chord in another’s soul.
never a complete circle
just a fissure to slip yourself out