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  • Poissons, ecrevisses et crabes, de diverses couleurs et figures extraordinaires.. Pl.023 (1718-1719)

    Poissons, ecrevisses et crabes, de diverses couleurs et figures extraordinaires.. Pl.023 (1718-1719)

    Louis Renard (French, 1678–1746)

    Vibrant fish dart between spiny crabs and oddly shaped crayfish, their scales gleaming in impossible colors. The seafloor teems with creatures both familiar and bizarre, each rendered in meticulous detail—a kaleidoscopic menagerie defying nature’s usual palette.

  • Peacock And Peacock Butterfly

    Peacock And Peacock Butterfly

    Archibald Thorburn (Scottish, 1860–1935)

    A peacock fans its iridescent plumage beside a delicate butterfly, their shared name no coincidence. The bird’s jewel-toned feathers mirror the insect’s intricate wings—nature’s artistry in watercolor.

  • Oranges on a Branch (1885)

    Oranges on a Branch (1885)

    Winslow Homer (American, 1836–1910)

    Sunlight glows through thin orange peels, their weight bending a slender branch. The fruit hangs ripe, almost heavy enough to drop. Shadows pool beneath them, sharp against the rough bark. You can almost smell the citrus, feel the sticky juice waiting to burst.

  • Solitude (circa 1890)

    Solitude (circa 1890)

    Frederic Leighton (English, 1830–1896)

    A woman sits alone, draped in flowing fabric, her gaze distant. The quiet weight of her isolation fills the space around her, untouched by time or noise. Shadows cling to the folds of her dress, deepening the hush. She doesn’t seem to notice—or perhaps she prefers it this way.

  • Portrait de Femme au turban fleuri

    Portrait de Femme au turban fleuri

    Léon François Comerre (French, 1850–1916)

    A woman gazes past the viewer, her turban crowned with delicate blooms. The soft folds of fabric frame her face, catching the light like petals. There’s a quiet defiance in her eyes—unhurried, unbothered. The flowers seem to whisper something she already knows.

  • Poissons, ecrevisses et crabes, de diverses couleurs et figures extraordinaires.. Pl.017 (1718-1719)

    Poissons, ecrevisses et crabes, de diverses couleurs et figures extraordinaires.. Pl.017 (1718-1719)

    Louis Renard (French, 1678–1746)

    Vibrant fish, crayfish, and crabs twist across the page—some striped, others spiked, all rendered in exaggerated hues. The creatures seem to writhe with life, their unnatural colors and strange forms blurring the line between scientific record and wild imagination.

  • Nonchalance

    Nonchalance

    William McGregor Paxton (American, 1869–1941)

    A woman lounges in a sunlit room, her gaze distant yet deliberate. The folds of her dress drape effortlessly, catching the light with quiet elegance. There’s an unspoken ease in her posture, as if time itself hesitates to disturb her. The scene lingers—unhurried, untroubled, utterly present.

  • Bauerngarten mit Sonnenblumen (1906)

    Bauerngarten mit Sonnenblumen (1906)

    Gustav Klimt (Austrian, 1862–1918)

    Sunflowers burst through tangled greenery, their golden heads tilting toward an unseen light. The garden hums with hidden energy—every leaf and petal vibrates with color, as if the earth itself is exhaling summer. A wild harmony of shapes pulses beneath the surface, alive and untamed.

  • Contes de Perrault (1904)

    Contes de Perrault (1904)

    A. Guillon (French, unknown)

    A wolf lurks in the shadows, eyes gleaming, as Little Red Riding Hood clutches her basket. The forest looms dark behind her, branches twisting like grasping fingers. The scene hums with quiet menace—a familiar tale poised to unfold in hushed, dreadful steps.

  • Blühender Mohn Mohnwiese (1907)

    Blühender Mohn Mohnwiese (1907)

    Gustav Klimt (Austrian, 1862–1918)

    A sea of red poppies sways under an unseen breeze, their petals like drops of blood against the green. The field pulses with life, each flower a flickering flame in the tall grass. No horizon, no sky—just this endless, hypnotic dance of color. You can almost hear the stems rustling.

  • Portrait de Madame Jean Maillard-Norbert (1913)

    Portrait de Madame Jean Maillard-Norbert (1913)

    Léon François Comerre (French, 1850–1916)

    A woman gazes past the viewer, her dark eyes holding quiet confidence. The soft folds of her dress contrast with the sharp line of her jaw, while delicate lace at her collar hints at restrained elegance. There’s a story in her poised stillness—just beyond reach.

  • Happy as the Day is Long (1881)

    Happy as the Day is Long (1881)

    Edward Killingworth Johnson (English, 1825–1896)

    A sunlit garden, laughter hanging in the air—children chase butterflies while a woman watches, her smile quiet but bright. The scene hums with simple joy, that fleeting warmth when time slows just enough to notice happiness in ordinary moments.

  • Poissons, ecrevisses et crabes, de diverses couleurs et figures extraordinaires.. Pl.008 (1718-1719)

    Poissons, ecrevisses et crabes, de diverses couleurs et figures extraordinaires.. Pl.008 (1718-1719)

    Louis Renard (French, 1678–1746)

    Vibrant fish dart among spiny crabs and crayfish, their scales shimmering in impossible hues. The creatures twist in exaggerated forms, as if plucked from a fevered dream of the sea’s strangest depths. Each engraving pulses with unnatural color, bending reality into something wilder.

  • The bell towers in Rab

    The bell towers in Rab

    Leontine von Littrow (Austrian, unknown)

    Two bell towers rise against a pale sky, their stone worn smooth by Adriatic winds. One stands tall and straight; the other leans slightly, as if listening. Between them, narrow streets twist toward the sea, carrying the echo of iron bells across red rooftops.

  • The Angel Of The Annunciation (C.1653)

    The Angel Of The Annunciation (C.1653)

    Carlo Dolci (Italian, 1616–1686)

    A golden-winged angel kneels, bathed in celestial light. His delicate fingers part the air as if unveiling a divine secret. The folds of his robe shimmer with restrained energy, poised between motion and stillness. A hush lingers—the moment before revelation.