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oncanvas · 9 months
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Tujunga Canyon, Walter Elmer Schofield, circa 1934-35
Oil on wood panel 33 x 38 ¾ in. (83.82 x 98.43 cm) Los Angeles County Museum of Art, Los Angeles, CA, USA
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landscapepaintings · 6 months
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"Gloucester" - George Sotter
The crispy winter air, the soggy feet at the snow and the stars, all the stars...
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soulsunmoon · 6 months
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Cotton Candy, Landscape Oil Painting on Panel, 2023
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haveyoureadthispoll · 7 months
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On Halloween, 1991, a popular high school basketball star ventures into the woods near Battle Creek, Pennsylvania, and disappears. Three days later, he’s found with a bullet in his head and a gun in his hand—a discovery that sends tremors through this conservative community, already unnerved by growing rumors of Satanic worship in the region. In the wake of this incident, bright but lonely Hannah Dexter is befriended by Lacey Champlain, a dark-eyed, Cobain-worshiping bad influence in lip gloss and Doc Martens. The charismatic, seductive Lacey forges a fast, intimate bond with the impressionable Dex, making her over in her own image and unleashing a fierce defiance that neither girl expected. But as Lacey gradually lures Dex away from her safe life into a feverish spiral of obsession, rebellion, and ever greater risk, an unwelcome figure appears on the horizon—and Lacey’s secret history collides with Dex’s worst nightmare. By turns a shocking story of love and violence and an addictive portrait of the intoxication of female friendship, set against the unsettled backdrop of a town gripped by moral panic, Girls on Fire is an unflinching and unforgettable snapshot of girlhood: girls lost and found, girls strong and weak, girls who burn bright and brighter—and some who flicker away.
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pixnflixnwrites · 1 year
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Alice Neel
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Alice Neel Mother and Child, Havana (1926) 
Alice Neel​ was born in January 1900 and grew up in a conservative town in rural Pennsylvania. She ‘couldn’t stand Anglo-Saxons’, she later said, ‘their soda-cracker lives and their inhibitions’. In 1921, she quit her job as a secretary for the US air force and enrolled at the Philadelphia School of Design for Women. She was influenced by the work of the American painter Robert Henri, who had founded the Ashcan School – a movement that championed gritty depictions of urban scenes. ‘I didn’t want to be taught Impressionism,’ Neel explained. ‘I didn’t see life as Picnic on the Grass. I wasn’t happy like Renoir.’ Her latest retrospective, Alice Neel: Every Person is a New Universe, at the Munch Museum in Oslo (until 26 November), brings together 59 of Neel’s paintings and drawings from across six decades.
In 1925, she married Carlos Enríquez, an artist from a wealthy Cuban family. The couple spent a year in Havana and the work Neel produced there shows Henri’s continuing influence. She painted the people she saw on the streets, though she disliked the term ‘portraits’ (too bourgeois) and preferred to call her paintings ‘pictures of people’. Mother and Child, Havana (1926) is filled with movement, the thick, muscular brushstrokes affording a special clarity to the face of the little girl in a pink dress, who sits on her mother’s lap. (London Review of Books https://www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v45/n19/emily-labarge/at-the-munch-museum?utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=20230930icymiUS&utm_content=20230930icymiUS+CID_ce7884eebb5d3e8279bd1b8171e6f54d&utm_source=LRB%20email&utm_term=Alice%20Neel%20at%20the%20Munch%20Museum
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banyan-philadelphia · 10 months
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Jenkem: Need to Know Facts for those Struggling with Addiction in Philadelphia
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Jenkem: Need to Know Facts from Philadelphia
Jenkem is an inhalant composed of decayed human waste and fermented with yeast or other bacteria. Originating in Africa, Jenkem has found its way to the streets of the United States including Philadelphia, and is becoming increasingly popular with young, impressionable teens. Here are five quick facts about Jenkem that people in Philadelphia need to know:
Jenkem is created by sealing human waste in a plastic bag and allowing it to ferment and produce gases.
The fumes that are inhaled create hallucinations and a sense of euphoria.
Long-term use of Jenkem can result in deteriorating mental health, physical harm and addiction.
Jenkem is a Schedule 1 drug, and its possession or use carries severe punishment in many states, including Pennsylvania.
It is important to educate yourself and your loved ones about the risks associated with Jenkem and other inhalants.
Overall, it is important to be aware of the dangers of Jenkem and other inhalants. If a loved one is using Jenkem, please consult the substance abuse experts at Banyan Treatment Center for information and support about how to help them. Additionally, more information can be found on the Banyan blog to learn the facts and stay informed.
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aijalonsdiary · 2 years
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i miss living in my hometown as a kid when the power went out.
my psyche is an emulsion of distorted memories and misplaced luminescence and it paints this scene as something beautiful; as if to say impressionism is something i invented on my own. at 8 years old, i hardly knew what the word blessing meant- though i grew up in a christian household, i always found my whispers too quiet for god to hear. on these nights, the wind dispersed my pleas throughout the sky as if handed a brittle paintbrush.
we slept on the floor then, my brother and my cousins and i. the only image in the room was the storm in front of us, chunked out of the sky by a 38 x 53 inch sliding window. nobody knew what we’d grow into. our moth-eaten breath washed over the silence between us, a protest of quiet contrast to all the lord’s wailing. i suppose he’d not learned the art of crying quietly (and i can’t say i believe he ever intends to).
i could never picture myself the type of person who’d say the word “hometown”. who’d draw out the length of it across the plains of her mouth like it were a place of worship.i think i prayed for times like these: for lightning to dance in front of us. for my memory to dip itself in nostalgia and saturate the bleary outlook i’ve had on this life of mine.
- the powers out in pennsylvania
original piece written by Aijalon Amelié
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eternal3d2d · 5 months
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drfausti · 7 months
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See https://www.facebook.com/groups/peintureacademique/permalink/7287770821343026/ :
"The Little Shepherdess (1892) "Oil on canvas, 160.6 x 114.0 cm" [Art Gallery of Ontario, Toronto, Canada] -- Paul Peel (Canadian; 1860 - 1892)
Paul Peel (1860-1892) was the son of a marble-cutter and drawing teacher (John Robert Peel). He studied at the Pennsylvania Academy, Philidelphia (1877-1880 under Thomas Eakins); the R.A. Schools, London (1880); and the Ecole des Beaux-Arts, Paris (1881) under Gerome and others.
He returned to London, Ontario, and Toronto for a short time about 1890, but was chiefly active in Paris. He travelled widely in Canada and in Europe, exhibiting as a member of the Ontario Society of Artists and the Royal Canadian Academy. He later returned to Paris where he died in October 1892. Before his death he had achieved a considerable success for his technique in such academic subjects as 'After the Bath' (1890).
He was one of the first Canadian painters to portray nude figures, as in his A Venetian Bather (1889). At the time of his death Peel appeared to be changing his style toward Impressionism. However, he did not live to develop his art beyond its academic sentimentalism.
Source: The Art History Archive -The Paintings of Paul Peel
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writer59january13 · 11 months
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The bane of a cold sore inside my mouth
Sent my smooching life south, whereby I felt like poor Georgie Porgie,
pudding and pie,
who kissed the girls and made them cry.
The medical term for cold sores, Herpes Labialis, refers to the Herpes virus Type 1 (HSV-1) that most often causes these sores, though Herpes virus Type 2 (HSV-2) less often can also be a cause. Courtesy chafing lower denture the inside lower lip of mine
(analogous when braces donned by pearly whites - long since ravaged and removed by Periodontitis; A serious gum infection that damaged gums and can destroy the jawbone)
rubbed raw firing, kickstarting, and triggering throbbing ache before going to sleep, whether for a siesta or bidding adieu to the webbed wide world until the morrow, and upon soon after I wake attempting, daring, and farcing to crack a smile
experience needling pain for doggone sake.
Yours truly most seriously,
affected with oral blight when rumblies in tummy signal appeasement of appetite
teasing viands with pronounced delight
impossible mission to masticate, thus I reconcile myself experiencing pain when chomping on solid foods, whereby the bilabial fricative actuated courtesy chewing motion, (especially movement of lower jaw)
doth indelibly etch and sketch copyright
infringement onto soft tissue aggravating, grooving, and torturing satisfactorily done by the mandible
constituting lower jaw or jawbone regarding the bottom skeleton
that makes up the lower
(and typically also the more mobile)
half of the mouth in jawed vertebrates.
While at C(ustomer) V(alued) S(ervice) store at 1206 Gravel Pike, Zieglerville, Pennsylvania 19492 - on a whim,
I purchased Peroxide Sore Mouth Cleaner an over the counter product and painless solution to alleviate and heal ulcerated, and lacerated fever blister inside lower lip of this mister re: man, whose spouse considers me weird and peculiarly wired
as most likely would deux daughters I sired, though both free and clear
despite their former impressionable years being severely mired with unnecessary financial hardship whose lack of healthy gainful employment track record (essentially... I got fired) linkedin to mental health issues, thus no surprise when the writer of these words desired
exiting realm of living social (think passive suicidal ideation), particularly manifest destiny to join the underground movement of the dead souls, when fraudsters exerted remote mind control managed to apply psychological ploy leaving an immense black hole sun leaving sense and sensibility extinct, whereat I found myself in good company with the Baltimore Oriole along the Eastern United States.
The posted gofundme page... oh that came to naught, thus I live hand to mouth still holding out hope some anonymous benefactor would vicariously writhe nsync with mein kampf.
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lizardtracks · 1 year
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Cool and green and shady
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Photo: Mountain laurel along the Great Gorge Trail near Cucumber Rapids on the Youghiogheny River
My hometown is within sight of Chestnut Ridge, the first of seven ridges that comprise the Allegheny Mountains through Pennsylvania. My birth town, Ohiopyle, is a key point in the Laurel Highlands—one of the most scenic sections of the Alleghenies. In the time between my birth town and my hometown, I spent my most impressionable summers running barefoot and feral through hundreds of acres of woods in Somerset County. And once I had wheels, I returned to Ohiopyle again and again to raft and hike, and visit the two beautiful Frank Lloyd Wright homes nestled in those hills. Cool and green and shady is imprinted on my genes.
June saw our return to Pennsylvania for the second year in a row. More on that later. For now suffice it to say that I built a morning centered around Ohiopyle. I took a quick reconnoiter out the Great Gorge Trail. This batch of mountain laurel, for which the Laurel Highlands were named, was waiting in the cool, green, shady morning mist.
Ah, yes. To tag on the bridge from John Denver’s wonderful song:
Find yourself a piece of grassy ground/ Lay down, close your eyes/ Find yourself or maybe lose yourself/ As your free spirit flies/ Somewhere cool and green and shady…
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oncanvas · 10 months
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Across the River, W. Elmer Schofield, circa 1904
Oil on canvas 38 x 48 in. (96.52 x 121.92 cm) Carnegie Museum of Art, Pittsburgh, PA, USA
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landscapepaintings · 6 months
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George William Sotter - Covered Bridge Winter
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tynatunis · 2 years
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#Repost @paintings_i_love № 3253 Clarence R. Johnson (American, 1894 – 1981) Hills Over Delaware oil on canvas, w18 x h15 inches James A. Michener Art Museum • Clarence Raymond Johnson from Pennsylvania, painted the rural landscape with an Impressionist style and subjects focused on nature. He often selected a high vantage point for his paintings, with foreground clusters of trees and houses below, leading to extensive vistas of distant hills and sky. His color is rich with unexpected combinations of relatively high-key, atmospheric pastel shades. His forms have a rounded solidity (with just a subtle hint of Cezanne) and are more characteristic of American painting than the French Impressionist landscape painting of Monet and Renoir. • #impressionism #impressionistart #impressionismo #impressionisme #impressionistpainting #artforeveryone #art #fineartpainting #paintingoftheday #peinture #landscape #historiadelarte #storiadellarte #peintures #historyofart #arthistory #beauxarts #instamuseum #artmuseum #pittura #arthistorian #peintre #malerei #americanart #americanimpressionism #americanpainting #americanpainter #postimpressionism #postimpressionismo #postimpresionismo https://www.instagram.com/p/CmR3EDZIy6B/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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midatlanticwasp · 5 years
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Edward Willis Redfield (1869-1956). "The Upper Delaware" (c 1918).
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theartsyproject · 6 years
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Edward Willis Redfield, Brooklyn Bridge at Night, 1909. 
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