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tmntvenisxleo · 7 months
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artandthebible · 28 days
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The Baptism of Christ
Artist: Andrea del Verrocchio and Leonardo da Vinci
Date: 1472–1475
Medium: Oil on Wood
Collection: Uffizi Gallery, Florence
The Baptism of Christ is an oil-on-panel painting finished around 1475 in the studio of the Italian Renaissance painter Andrea del Verrocchio and generally ascribed to him and his pupil Leonardo da Vinci. Some art historians discern the hands of other members of Verrocchio's workshop in the painting as well.
The picture depicts the Baptism of Jesus by John the Baptist as recorded in the Biblical Gospels of Matthew, Mark and Luke. The angel to the left is recorded as having been painted by the youthful Leonardo, a fact which has excited so much special comment and mythology, that the importance and value of the picture as a whole and within the œuvre of Verrocchio is often overlooked. Modern critics also attribute much of the landscape in the background to Leonardo as well.
The picture depicts the Baptism of Jesus by John the Baptist on the banks of the Jordan River. There are two kneeling angels, one holding Jesus's garment, and the other with its hands folded, both in front of the symbolization of salvation and life, the palm tree. While barefoot in the river, John the Baptist is clothed in robes with a halo over his head. He is holding a staff with a gold cross at the top as he pours the river water on Jesus's head. Jesus has a halo over his head as he is depicted praying barefoot in the river. He has a small garment covering his genitals with visible pubic hair peeking through scroll by John's left hand contains the two Latin words "ECCE AGNIUS", a reference to a phrase in the description of Jesus' baptism in the Vulgate translation of John 1:29, Ecce agnus Dei, qui tollit peccata mundi ("Behold the Lamb of God which taketh away the sins of the world"). There is also a bright-eyed raptor that swoops down over the head of John and into the trees in the background. God's hands can be seen at the top of the painting coming from heaven as it opens up. A dove and rays of sunlight shine through which symbolize the holy spirit shining above them revealing Jesús's divine nature.
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angel-oftheday · 5 months
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The Angel of the Day is...
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The Archangel Uriel
From the Testament of Solomone, 2 Esdras, Book of Enoch & Hermetic Qabalah
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granstromjulius · 15 days
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Leonardo da Vinci
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chrism02 · 4 months
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kuroken-lovechild · 1 year
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something about middle aged men who are experts at their field and get into deadly shenanigans because they’re good at their field but retaining a kind compassionate heart nonetheless 🤌🏼
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tragediambulante · 6 months
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Virgin of the rocks, Leonardo da Vinci, 1483-94
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" Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen. "
- Leonardo da Vinci
(April 15, 1452 - May 2, 1519)
' Virgin of the Rocks' , detail of the angel's face
National Gallery, London, UK
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thoseyoulove · 3 days
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Lestat is the brat prince, Armand is the Botticelli angel, does Louis have a tag line among the vampires too?
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seonghwadyke · 2 years
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When your religious trauma turns into a priest kink
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tmntvenisxleo · 6 months
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russian-soft-bitch · 3 months
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would u be willing to write more Robert Langdon x reader? maybe a more detailed fic of reader helping him through his panic attacks? only if u want to! I really really loved the head cannons u wrote for their relationship so I hope you’ll consider it. thank you 💙💙💙
A/n: i know it's been like 500 years since i received this ask, my requests are closed currently and were this way when I got it, but I just really likes the idea, so I'm finally in the mood to write it. Thank you for reading the HCs, hope you'll like it too! Again, I'm not sure if its Hanks or Zukerman version, probably a mix of both, but I had Zukerman in my mind, writing it.
Warnings: panic attack
His Light
Robert Langdon x reader
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The day started off perfectly. You woke up in a hotel in New-York, together, after sleeping far more than you needed to. Spend the morning together, basking in the feeling of finally being able to enjoy the close proximity of each other. Then you had a delicious breakfast in one of the little cozy cafes, talking and laughing over the cup of freshly brewed coffee. His fingers were playing with yours, tracing your soft skin in a delicate manner. His soft eyes shone in the light of the sun, his lips stretched in a warm smile, as he traced your face with his gaze. Once the coffee was drunk, the pastries were eaten, you made your way to the one of the tall buildings Robert hated so much. You were supposed to leave your work at Harvard and enjoy the short vacation to the fullest, but life had a way of ruining things sometimes. Robert hesitated as he stepped into the lift, but he knew well enough that he didn't have it in him to walk to the 70th floor. And he also knew that you would be going with him, and that you weren't exactly sport oriented person. You hold his hand gently in yours, your touch soft but firm, as it managed to distract him just a little. You knew he was sometimes having panic attacks due to being claustrophobic, but you had never seen him have them in the year you had been together. And you hoped you never would. After a soft wheezing sound, the lift stopped. You tried to press a couple of buttons, to call for someone. At the same time you felt Robert tense up near you, his hand gripping yours tighter. He was muttering something about hating the lifts and skyscrapers, his breathing shallower and shakier than before. You carefully pulled your hand away from his sweaty one, placing your gentle palms on either side of his face. "Look at me," you said softly. "Focus on me." You could see him trying so hard to focus on your voice, on your eyes. But his gaze kept shifting from the wall to wall and back to you. You took a step closer, pressing yourself against his slender body, as it was slightly shivering, making sure that all he could see was you and you only. You fingers gently stroked his temples, your eyes stubbornly maintaining the eye contact. You saw him start to hyperventilate, and gulped nervously. But he didn't need to see your emotions now. "Robert, focus on me… Remember our first date? How you kept on blabbering about Renaissance paintings? To me of all people?" you managed a small smile, remembering the date and how he stumbled over his words, and combed through his now damp with sweat hair. He kept shivering, his breath still shaking, but your voice had an effect on him, so you decided to just carry on. You were talking about your dates, the life you had, the wonderful morning you spend together. You told him how much you loved him and that as long as he had you by his side, he would always be safe. The lift started to go up again, and you saw how Robert visibly relaxed and rested his forehead against your shoulder. You hugged him tightly and stroked his back and neck gently. His body was still trembling in your arms, as you pressed your lips to his face. As soon as the doors opened, he bolted from the lift, leaning against the sturdy wall of the building and taking deep breaths. Once he managed to somewhat catch his breath, he mumbled a small "thank you" and hugged you, pressing your soft body against his. Needless to say, the meeting didn't happened and you got back to the first floor by the stairs.
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angel-oftheday · 5 months
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The Angel of the Day is...
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The Archangel Gabriel
From Hebrew Bible, the New Testament, the Quran & the Kitáb-i-Aqdas
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granstromjulius · 3 months
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Leonardo da Vinci and workshop
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corrodedparadox · 3 months
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Hi, just stumbled across your blog and love the art style! Any recommendations for starting artists?
Not being afraid to use references and learning how values work is what helped me the most personally!! Learning the basics of grayscale and translating that into full art pieces helped me SO much in learning how to shade and color correctly and helping keep a piece coherent, and I use images I’ve personally taken for to use for references most of my art pieces so I don’t have to try and guess how certain things look.
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