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Alice in wonderland, Thomas Ott

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Surrealism

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Sorriso - Teatro Só

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Title: The Triumph of Death, 1562 Author: Pieter Bruegel the Elder

Title: The sum of all evil (detail), 2012-2013 Authors: Jake and Dinos Chapman

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Title: The night crow.

Author: Paula Rego

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Self-portrait in a group, José de Almada Negreiros, 1925, oil on canvas

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Artist: Paula RegoTitle/Series: Baa Baa, Black Sheep/Nursery RhymesTechnique: etching; aquatint.Year: 1989

Bah, Bah, a black Sheep, Have you any wool? Yes merry I have, Three bags full, Two for my master, One for my dame, None for the little boy That cries in the lane

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Poem: The Raven. Author: Edgar Allan Poe. Reader: Christopher Lee.

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Lucian Freud and Francis Bacon.

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Knight, Death and the Devil, by Albrecht Dürer.

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by Nicola Samori

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"Jabberwocky"

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. “Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!” He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. “And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!” He chortled in his joy. ’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.

Poem by Lewis Carroll - Illustration by John Tenniel