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Jeanne (1888)
A young woman gazes downward, her delicate features bathed in soft light. The folds of her white dress cascade gracefully, contrasting with the dark background. There’s a quiet intensity in her lowered eyes—something unspoken lingers in the stillness.
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Pandora (ca. 1914)
A woman emerges from swirling darkness, her pale form cradling a glowing vessel. Shadows cling to her limbs like smoke, while the box in her hands pulses with eerie light—both gift and curse in one. The air hums with unspoken myth, that moment before revelation cracks the world open.
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Dame in Gelb (1899)
A woman in a luminous yellow dress turns slightly, her face half-hidden. The brushstrokes blur the background into softness, making her the only sharp point in a world of whispers. That dress glows like sunlight through stained glass—bold against the muted tones around her.
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Calypso Island (1897)
A lone woman stands on jagged rocks, her gown rippling like the restless sea. Waves crash below as she gazes beyond the horizon—neither welcoming nor wary, but utterly untamed. The ocean’s salt hangs in the air, and for a moment, you wonder if she’ll step forward or dissolve into the spray.
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Battledore (1868-1870)
A woman in flowing drapery holds a battledore, poised mid-motion. The folds of her gown ripple with restrained energy, frozen between stillness and action. Victorian elegance meets classical grace, the shuttlecock suspended just beyond the frame—anticipation hangs in the air like an unplayed note.
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The beloved
A woman gazes softly, bathed in warm light. Her expression holds quiet intimacy, as if caught in a private thought. Loose brushstrokes blur the edges, pulling the viewer into her world. The colors hum with life—gold, rose, and cream melting together. There’s tenderness here, just beyond reach.
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Jeanne la Rousse
A woman gazes past the viewer, her auburn hair catching the light. The soft folds of her dress contrast with the intensity in her eyes—both vulnerable and defiant. There’s a quiet tension in her stillness, as if she’s poised between thought and action.
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Sitting female Figure (Portrait of Mrs Bremen) (1915)
A woman sits, her posture relaxed yet poised. The portrait captures quiet confidence in the curve of her shoulders, the tilt of her head. No grand setting, just presence—unhurried, unadorned. The simplicity speaks.
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Sappho
A solitary woman clutches a lyre, her gaze lost in distant thought. The folds of her robe drape softly, echoing the melancholy of unspoken verses. Here, the muse of Greek poetry lingers—not in triumph, but in quiet contemplation, her fingers pausing above the strings as if weighing each word.