Giovanni Battista Tiepolo | Rococo painter

The Venetian Giovanni Battista Tièpolo (1696-1770) was arguably the greatest painter of eighteenth-century Europe and the outstanding first master of the Grand Manner.

His art celebrates the imagination by transposing the world of ancient history and myth, the scriptures, and sacred legends into a grandiose, even theatrical language.

Colonna’s perspective framework for Tiepolo’s frescoes is crucial to understanding the eighteenth-century notion of painting as a staged fiction-something intended to involve the viewer on a purely imaginative level.

This was in line with theater practice of the day-especially opera.

Emily Dickinson | Se tu dovessi venire in autunno /If you were coming in the Fall

Alan King, 1952 | Massurrealism Art Movement

Se tu dovessi venire in autunno

mi leverei di torno l’estate

con un gesto stizzito ed un sorrisetto,

come fa la massaia con la mosca.

Se entro un anno potessi rivederti,

avvolgerei in gomitoli i mesi,

per poi metterli in cassetti separati -

per paura che i numeri si mescolino.

Franco Rispoli (Italian, 1921-1989) | Genre painter

Franco Rispoli was an Italian painter🎨, known for painting in the Genre style🎨, scenes from everyday life, such as markets, domestic settings, interiors, parties, inn scenes and street scenes.

Franco Rispoli was born in Naples in 1921 and died in 1989.

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François Flameng | Academic painter

François Flameng (1856-1923) was a very successful French painter during the last quarter of the 19th century and the first quarter of the 20th.

He was the son of a celebrated engraver and received a first-rate education in his craft.

Flameng initially received renown for his history painting and portraiture, and became a professor at the Academy of Fine Arts.

He decorated such important civic buildings as the Sorbonne and the Opera Comique, and also produced advertising work.

Pablo Neruda | L'amore..

Che hai, che abbiamo,

che ci accade?

Ahi il nostro amore é una corda dura

che ci lega ferendoci

e se vogliamo

uscire dalla nostra ferita,

separarci,

ci stringe un nuovo nodo e ci condanna

a dissanguarci e a bruciarci insieme.

Moussin Irjan