Tag Archives: women in art

Jun 10 2016
Art

keep rolin

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Let me get this straight: Nicholas Rolin, pictured above in this Jan van Eyck work, was said to be part of a triple marriage between his mother, her two sons, and the daughters of the bridegroom.

I’m not afraid to say that I just had to look up the definition of bridegroom (the Google search yielded a bunch of images about a VERY SAD movie…something about love being cut short from a “misstep of the side of a roof.” *700 WIDE-EYED EMOJIS HERE*

This means that the stepsiblings by marriage of Rolin’s mom and this guy were going to be…husbands and wives? Am I right? Here’s actually a time I wouldn’t mind being wrong because…yikes.

That makes Brady Bunch look totally, totally normal.

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Jun 06 2016
Art

uhh…

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That feeling when a guy lists off the ages of 6 children, and then says, “Just kidding, I only have three.”

I turned off my phone for four hours, and read a book.

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Jun 06 2016
Art

oh, lucie.

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Pierre-Auguste Renoir painted Lucie Berard a lot. Like, more than a few portraits of her exist, so I’m guessing she was a family friend or something.

I’m more a fan of this work of her than any other one because her eyes are super dark and really heartless, which, LBH, perfectly describes my relationship with Mondays, period.

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Jun 05 2016
Art

eggs, anyone?

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I’ll have you know that, no, you aren’t witnessing your brunch being prepared from earlier today. Instead, you’re viewing Old Woman Frying Eggs by Diego Velazquez. It dates from around 1618 (when he was like, 19!), and can be seen at the National Gallery of Scotland.

Remember when I wowed all of you with my lessons on Italian styles of painting? Well, here’s my series (here, here, here, and here). This one’s a primo-ream-oh example of chiaroscuro. Impress your friends with all this wealth of knowledge, thank me later.

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May 27 2016
Art

siobhan gallagher

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Please, Jesus, Siobhan, plz be my best friend, plzzzzz. These are the BEST EVER.

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May 25 2016
Art

woman on a terrace

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Antoine Vestier really cracks me up. Like, his titles are the most ridiculously vague things I have ever read. The one above is called “Portrait of a Woman on a Terrace, a Landscape Beyond.”

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This one’s “Woman with a Book Next to a River Source.”

A RIVER SOURCE. Girlfriend’s just chillin’ at streams, reading. GOOD. That’s my ideal Tuesday. Whenever someone asks what I like to do for fun, from now, I’m just going to say, “You know what? Nothing gets me more excited than reading at the joining of two streams to create a damn river.”

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May 24 2016
Art

the new novel

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Winslow Homer showed The New Novel in 1877. This scene is everything I hope for on almost every occasion…even when I’m scheduled to be somewhere very important.

Fun Fact: Apparently, leisure reading was considered a sultry task, and one article I read about this completely overreads into this work’s “blatant sensuality” with her foot stretched out “like a cat.”

GET REAL. Stop imagining things! Sometimes a cigar’s just a cigar.

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May 11 2016
Art

l’absinthe

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Degas’ work L’Absinthe was legitimately booed when it put on display in 1892.

I’m more fascinated at the reaction of the woman (Ellen Andree). She must’ve found out that yet another Impressionist painter features her drinking. (She’s also in Renoir’s Luncheon of the Boating Party, on display rn at the Phillips Collection.)

Girl, I hear you. I don’t need a reputation like that, either! It’s why I skipped out on the work happy hour last week–I’ve done enough drinking in public to last a lifetime.

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May 09 2016
Art

margot

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How much did Margot’s parents hate her for wearing these hats?!

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May 06 2016
Art

musical contest

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Fragonard’s The Musical Contest illuminates my Friday nights. Though I prefer accepting dates with men who buy me old-fashioneds over crowning them with roses (though, in all sincerity, both would be ideal).

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