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The Flute Player
A young woman leans against a sunlit wall, fingers poised on her flute. The instrument catches the light as she hesitates mid-breath—about to play, or perhaps just finished. Her gaze drifts beyond the frame, lost in some private melody we can almost hear.
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Le Chérubin de Mozart (ca 1904)
A young child, dressed in delicate white, holds a violin with tentative grace. The soft brushstrokes blur the line between innocence and artistry, as if music itself might slip from their fingers. Something unspoken lingers in their distant gaze—a quiet tension between youth and the weight of talent.
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A Cavatina (1888)
A hound lies curled beside a violin, ears pricked as if catching the last fading note. The instrument rests abandoned—someone has just left the room. The dog’s gaze lingers where the music hung in the air, waiting for it to return.
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Girl Playing the Harpsichord (1899)
A young woman leans into the harpsichord, fingers poised above the keys. The curve of her back mirrors the instrument’s polished wood, light catching the folds of her dress. Silence hangs just before the first note.
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A Young Woman Playing An Aulos
A girl tilts her head, fingers poised on the aulos. The double pipes rest against her lips, ready to breathe life into ancient melodies. Her gaze drifts beyond the frame, lost in the coming notes. The moment hums with anticipation—music waiting to be born.
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The Lute Player
A young musician leans into his lute, fingers poised above the strings. The warm glow of candlelight catches the rich fabrics around him—velvet, silk—as if the room itself holds its breath for the first note.
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The Mandolin Player
A young woman cradles a mandolin, fingers poised above the strings. The soft glow of candlelight catches the curve of the instrument and the folds of her dress, as if the first note is about to break the quiet.
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The Trio (1898)
Three women gather, their faces lit by unseen light. One holds a violin, another leans in as if catching a whispered melody. The third listens, her hands resting lightly on the keys of a piano. The air hums with unplayed music, a shared moment before the first note breaks the silence.
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A woman playing the lute and a man listening
A woman’s fingers dance across the lute strings, her gaze distant. The man leans in, caught between the music and her presence—a silent exchange woven through sound. The room holds its breath.