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Richard K. Blades, ‘Sunday’s Cloud’ Oil on panel, 76 x 76cm
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variation on the word sleep by Margaret Atwood
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Moonlight on the Shore (1892) by Edvard Munch
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A Hermit Praying in the Ruins of a Roman Temple (Hubert Robert, 1760)
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Andrew Wyeth (1917-2009) - Threatening sky
Watercolour on paper. Painted in 1938.
18 x 22 inches, 45.7 x 55.9 cm. Estimate: US$100,000-150,000.
To be sold Bonhams, New York, 30 April 2025.
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Mira Schendel, ‘Untitled,’ 1978, Galeria Frente
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Cyril Power (British, 1872-1951), The Tube Staircase, 1929. Linocut printed in yellow, cobalt blue and black on thin oriental laid paper, block: 444 x 258 mm.; sheet: 532 x 320 mm. Numbered 30/50
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The human body is precisely our capacity for metamorphosis. We mistakenly think of our flesh as a fixed and finite form, a neatly bounded package of muscle and bone and bottled electricity, with blood surging its looping boulevards and byways. But even the most cursory pondering of the body's manifold entanglements—its erotic draw toward other bodies; its incessant negotiation with that grander eros we call "gravity"; its dependence upon cloudbursts not just to quench its thirst but to enliven and fructify the various plants that it plucks, chomps, and swallows; its imbroglio with those very plants and a few animals, drawing nourishment from them for its muscles, skin, and senses before passing that chomped matter back to the world as compost that might, if we were frugal, be used to nourish the soils in which those plants sprout; its bedazzlement by birdsong; its pleasure at throwing stones into water and through glass; its mute seduction by the moon—suffices to make evident that the body is less a self-enclosed sack than a realm wherein the diverse textures and colors of the world meet up with one another. The body is a place where clouds, earthworms, guitars, clucking hens, and clear-cut hillsides all converge, forging alliances, mergers, and metamorphoses.
David Abram, Becoming Animal: An Earthly Cosmology
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Asters (1880) by Claude Monet
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Bouquet of flowers (1915) by Oleksandr Bogomazov
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The Rocks at Pourville, Low Tide (1882) by Claude Monet
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Bonta aka ぼんた aka Kanako Oguma - Time Passes, Painting
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