D A I S Y M O N O

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“If my life is fruitless, it doesn’t matter who praises me, and if my life is fruitful, it doesn’t matter who criticizes me.” - John Bunyan, author of “Pilgrims Progress”

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Baptizing in San Perro
May 25th, 1925
cavetocanvas:

Henri Regnault, Choir Stalls in a Spanish Cathedral, c. 1868

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Henri RegnaultChoir Stalls in a Spanish Cathedral, c. 1868

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Henri Regnault, Automedon with the Horses of Achilles, 1868
From the Boston Museum of Fine Arts:

Regnault’s painting illustrates a story from Homer’s Iliad. Automedon, chariot driver for the Greek warrior Achilles, restrains the horses Xanthos (behind) and Balios, two beasts who could predict the future. As Regnault wrote, “the horses, aware that their master [Achilles] is taking them into combat, and that this combat will be the last and will cost him his life, struggle and wrest with the groom who has come to take them from their pasture. One of them,chestnut brown, rises like a great dark phantom, outlining himself against the sky. I wanted to give the picture a foretaste of disaster.”

cavetocanvas:

Henri Regnault, Automedon with the Horses of Achilles, 1868

From the Boston Museum of Fine Arts:

Regnault’s painting illustrates a story from Homer’s Iliad. Automedon, chariot driver for the Greek warrior Achilles, restrains the horses Xanthos (behind) and Balios, two beasts who could predict the future. As Regnault wrote, “the horses, aware that their master [Achilles] is taking them into combat, and that this combat will be the last and will cost him his life, struggle and wrest with the groom who has come to take them from their pasture. One of them,chestnut brown, rises like a great dark phantom, outlining himself against the sky. I wanted to give the picture a foretaste of disaster.”

Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears […] the thread of their discourse is secret, their rules are absurd, their perspectives deceitful, and everything conceals something else.” - Italo Calvino

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The spirits come out at night.

“If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy, but don’t love I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.”

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