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Konstantin Somov - Lady in Blue: Aug 15, 4:16pm 1 review arts
http://www.russianartgallery.org/famous/somov_lady.htm

Victor Vasnetsov - Sirin and Alkonost. Birds of Joy and Sadness: Aug 15, 4:10pm 3 reviews arts
http://www.russianartgallery.org/famous/vasnetsov_sirin.htm

Fantasy Art at Epilogue.net - Fantasy and Sci-fi at their best(c): Jul 30, 9:40am 44 reviews arts
http://www.epilogue.net/

&Blue Velvet& Wall Art by modernlifeform - RedBubble: Jul 25, 4:45pm 1 review arts, fine-art
http://www.redbubble.com/people/modernlifeform/art/374456-4-blue-velvet; "Blue Velvet"
by modernlifeform

&Red Velvet& Wall Art by modernlifeform - RedBubble: Jul 25, 4:45pm 1 review arts, fine-art
http://www.redbubble.com/people/modernlifeform/art/1195566-1-red-velvet; "Red Velvet"
by modernlifeform

Emma Alvarez Site: A Walk On The Beaches Of Classical Artists: Jul 22, 10:56pm 6 reviews arts
http://www.emmaalvarez.com/2008/07/walk-on-beaches-of-classical-artists.html

Letter from Southern France: First Impressions: Reporting &Essays: The New Yorke…: Jul 16, 1:10pm 1 review arts
http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2008/06/23/080623fa_fact_thurman?currentPa...; "What does the world's oldest art say about us?"*
"A frieze of horses and rhinos near the Chauvet cave's Megaloceros Gallery, where artists may have gathered to make charcoal for drawing. Chauvet contains the earliest known paintings, from at least thirty-two thousand years ago."

*Interesting article by Judith Thurman in the June 23rd 2008 issue of the New Yorker on the cave paintings of Southern France. Picasso is quoted there, referring to these ancient artists, as saying, "They've invented everything."� Apparently, the subjects of these cave paintings were mostly of animals many that they hunted, very rarely were humans depicted.� Further, it seems that these caves were apparently only stopping points for a people that were in the main nomadic. Ms. Thurman also points out that the Neanderthals and Homo Sapiens, who replaced the former, coexisted for a period of approximately 8,000 years (!) and yet there is no conclusive evidence that there was ever intermating between these species of humans, and if they did, it is possible that no offspring resulted or that possible offspring were infertile.

�http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2008/06/23/080623fa_fact_thurman?currentPage=alls

Here is a brief excerpt:

"What those first artists invented was a language of signs for which there will never be a Rosetta stone; perspective, a technique that was not rediscovered until the Athenian Golden Age; and a bestiary of such vitality and finesse that, by the flicker of torchlight, the animals seem to surge from the walls, and move across them like figures in a magiclantern show (in that sense, the artists invented animation). They also thought up the grease lamp--a lump of fat, with a plant wick, placed in a hollow stone--to light their workplace; scaffolds to reach high places; the principles of stencilling and Pointillism; powdered colors, brushes, and stumping cloths; and, more to the point of Picasso's insight, the very concept of an image. A true artist reimagines that concept with every blank canvas--but not from a void."

girl: Jul 15, 10:24pm 126 reviews arts
http://www.bananca.co.uk/girl.htm

Sakuran. by `zemotion on deviantART: Jul 12, 7:35am 4 reviews arts
http://zemotion.deviantart.com/art/Sakuran-89236344; Sakuran
by zemotion
on deviantART

It is only when that moment arrives
She is at peace with the mystery of herself
It is within that moment that it becomes
Certain to her that this moment of moments
Remains always
With the clothes she may wear
With every sip of tea
With every taste sweet and bitter
With every line of poetry that she may read
With new risk and possibility in every line
With each dance step she may fashion
With every complex murmuring of her heart
With the sight of beauty in all things
With the evocation of primitive fragrances
The earth, the rain, the water, a dead friend
With the incense of her love making
With nothing in this moment strange

Beyond the limit of enchantment
With every thing her hands may touch
With utter surrender to her senses
The only gateway from her madness to live
Where she accepts the love of another and his mystery
To join in the peace and stillness of her awareness
With forgotten vulnerability
Reaching simplicity
Always here and everywhere
And has not changed

--Dr.M