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quinta-feira, 8 de agosto de 2013

Praias

Adriaen Van de Velde, The Beach at Scheveningen 1658, Staatliche Museen, Kassel - Link)
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Alfred Thompson Bricher, Afternoon, Southampton Beach (Link)
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Eugène Boudin, The Beach at Scheveningen (1890 - Link)
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Conrad Wise Chapman, At the Beach (Link)
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Edward Potthast, At the Beach (Link)
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Berthe Morisot, The Beach at Petit-Dalles (1873, Virginia Museum of Fine Arts - Link)
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Claude Monet, The Beach and the Falaise d'Amont (1885, Art Institute of Chicago - Link)
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Joaquin Sorolla y Bastida, The Beach at Biarritz (1906 - Link)

segunda-feira, 29 de julho de 2013

O Verão (na Pintura dos Séculos XVIII e XIX)

François Boucher, A Summer Pastoral (1749, Wallace Collection, Londres)
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Jerome Thompson, Noonday in Summer (1852, Mint Museums)
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Sanford Robinson Gifford, Indian Summer (1861)
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Pierre Auguste Renoir, The Gypsy Girl (Summer) (1868, Staatliche Museen zu Berlin)
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Winslow Homer, Backyard, Summer (c. 1871-1879)
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Camille Pissarro, Edge of the Woods or Undergrowth in Summer (1879, The Cleveland Museum of Art)
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Alfred Sisley, The Chemin de By through Woods at Rouches-Courtaut, St. Martin's, Summer (1880, Montreal Museum of Fine Arts)
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Thomas Worthington Whittredge, Freshwater Pond in Summer - Rhode Island
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Alexander Helwig Wyant, A Summer Haunt
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Paul Cezanne, Farm in Normandy, Summer (Hattenville) (c. 1882)
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William Merritt Chase, The Fairy Tale (A Summer Day)
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William St. John Harper, Mid-Summer, East Hampton, New York (1893)
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John Joseph Enneking, A Summer Afternoon (1895)
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Edward Potthast, A Summer Vacation

domingo, 25 de julho de 2010

Cenas de praia II

Pintura de Edward Henry Potthast, Wading at the Shore.
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«Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air…»
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Ralph Waldo Emerson.

sexta-feira, 9 de abril de 2010

When the April wind wakes the call for the soil...

Pintura de Edward Henry Potthast, Springtime.
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«When the April wind wakes the call for the soil, I hold the plough as my only hold upon the earth, and, as I follow through the fresh and fragrant furrow, I am planted with every foot-step, growing, budding, blooming into a spirit of spring.»
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