Friedrich von Amerling (Austro-Hungarian, 1803 - 1887)
Bust of a Woman, ca. mid-19th century
Museum of Fine Arts, Budapest
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MWW Artwork of the Day (3/15/23)
Sarah Bernhardt (French, 1844-1923)
Bust of a Woman (c. 1874)
White marble bust, 63 cm. high
Private Collection
Bernhardt excelled particularly in the modelling of busts, for which she received acclaim from critics. In her 1907 memoirs, Bernhardt proudly speaks of friends and acquaintances sitting for her portrait busts in 1874. At Bernhardt’s London exhibition of 1879, it is her busts that stand out among her works, with one reviewer writing, ‘the “star” of the Comédie Française is preferable in busts. All these are expressive and characteristic [...]’ (The Illustrated London News, 21 June 1875). It is likely that the present bust, whose unidentified sitter is distinguished by an extravagant feathered headdress, dates from this period in the sculptor's career.
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i wasn't really a greek mythology kid when i was young. however i was obsessed with exactly one goddess and her name is eris and i'm very pleased to report supergiant games engineered her specifically for me. something is very wrong with her <3
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Lovely cougar striking a sexy pose at the ice cream parlor
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Unknown - by John Hedgecoe (1932 - 2010), English
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A Sibling Sacrifice
The JL were having a normal, for them at least, meeting when suddenly a portal rips opens and spits out a young teen with snow white hair and glowing green eyes and he's carrying a bundle as he's stumbles out and lands on his knees in the meeting room.
The two main odd things about this kid was floating above the kid's head was a crown made of stars, ice, and the colors shifting like a aurora borealis and the bundle in his arms was strangely made of stars somehow, almost like a blanket of galaxies plucked out of the cosmos.
Before anyone of them could say or do anything, the kid turns around and screams towards the portal as he scrambles for it.
"JAZZ NO DON'T DO THIS! I CAN STILL FIGHT THEM! NONONONO!" but before he could reach the portal it snaps close.
The kid lands again onto the floor when he doesn't reach it in time, pleading for the damn thing to open again, and the bundle in his arms begins to cry from the jolting and noise.
The baby crying was the only thing that stopped the kid from pleading and instead focused his attention on the bundle in his arms.
"I'm sorry, I'm so damn sorry Ellie. I should had gotten us out of there sooner, I should had saved you bef- I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything..."
Those were the rushed, raw words the kid said down to the bundle. The kid curled inwards a bit, to both shield the baby, who was calming down somewhat into tiny cry hiccups, and for himself.
Those with advanced hearing could tell the kid was still whispering apologizes under his breath as he held the baby close.
"I'm sorry everyone, I'm so sorry. I tried, I tried so hard to save everyone but in the end... I'm sorry- everyone's gone... I'm sorry."
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[Pssst, read the tags, they clear everything up]
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Mature woman posing in the forest during fall season
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