American art

  • Arranging the Tulips (before 1928)

    Arranging the Tulips (before 1928)

    Gari Melchers (American, 1860–1932)

    Soft light spills across the table, illuminating a cluster of tulips in mid-arrangement. Their petals—crimson, gold, and cream—curl slightly at the edges, as if caught between the vase and the gardener’s hand. The stems lie scattered, waiting to find their place.

  • Afternoon Tea (1925)

    Afternoon Tea (1925)

    Harrison Fisher (American, 1875–1934)

    A woman in 1920s elegance leans forward, her gloved fingers poised above the teacup. The saucer catches a sliver of light as her companion’s laughter hangs just beyond the frame. Lace curtains stir—someone left the window open. The scene hums with unspoken words and cooling tea.

  • Raspberries

    Raspberries

    William Mason Brown (American, 1828–1898)

    Glossy raspberries tumble across the canvas, their plump forms catching the light. Each berry seems ready to burst, the deep reds and delicate fuzz almost tangible. A few leaves curl at the edges, adding a whisper of green to the rich, juicy scene. The fruit looks freshly picked, still holding the warmth of summer.

  • Lambs, Nantucket (1874)

    Lambs, Nantucket (1874)

    Eastman Johnson (American, 1824–1906)

    Two lambs stand in a sunlit field, their wool catching the breeze. The island’s quiet stretches behind them, land and sky meeting in soft blues and greens. There’s no hurry here—just the animals, the grass, and the light holding everything still.

  • View of Santiago de Cuba (1885)

    View of Santiago de Cuba (1885)

    Winslow Homer (American, 1836–1910)

    Sunlight glints off Santiago de Cuba’s rooftops, casting sharp shadows across the bustling streets below. Palm trees sway against a vivid sky, their fronds brushing the horizon. The city hums with life, its energy trapped between sea and mountains in a single, breathless moment.

  • Hidden Treasure (1901)

    Hidden Treasure (1901)

    Adam Emory Albright (American, 1862–1957)

    Two boys kneel by a stream, their hands deep in the water. One holds up a small, glinting object—his face alight with discovery. The sunlight dances on the ripples around them, turning the ordinary into something secret, something theirs.