Gustav Klimt HopePierre-Auguste Cot The StormClaude Monet Impression Sunrise
balance like a wave rider in the Peaceable Ocean.
Cautiously she began to climb, peering forward, ignoring the instruments and flying by sight and by instinct. Her daemon leapt abominable heresy, whose author was now deservedly languishing in the dungeons of the Consistorial Court. He had suggested that there were more spatial dimensions than the three familiar ones, that on a very small scale, there were up to seven or eight other dimensions, but that they were impossible to examine directly. He had even constructed a model to show how they might work, and Mrs. Coulter had seen the object before it was exorcised and burned. Folds within folds, corners and edges both containing and being containedfrom one side of the little glass cabin to the other, looking ahead, above, to the left and right, and calling to her constantly. The lightning, great sheets and lances of brilliance, flared and cracked above and around the machine. Through it all she flew in the little aircraft, gaining height little by little, and always moving on toward the cloud-hung palace.And as Mrs. Coulter approached, she found her attention dazzled and bewildered by the nature of the Mountain itself.It reminded her of a certain
Tuesday 20 January 2009
Sunday 18 January 2009
Edgar Degas Ballet Rehearsal
Edgar Degas Ballet RehearsalEdgar Degas AbsintheFrida Kahlo The Broken Column
Well, well," she said. "Fra Pavel must be getting quicker. When I knew him, it would have taken him a month at least to read all that."
She sipped her chocolate, which was thin and weak; how like these wretched priests, she thought, to take their self-righteous abstinence out on their visitors, too.
"Tell me about Lord Asriel," said the President. "Tell me everything."
Mrs. Coulter settled back comfortably and began to tell him, not everything, but he never thought for a moment that she the girl and the boy?"
"Of course."
"I assume he's after that knife. You know it has a name? The cliff-ghasts of the north call it the god-destroyer," he went on, crossing to the window and looking down over the cloisters. "That's what Asriel is aiming to do, isn't it? Destroy the Authority? There are would. She told him about the fortress, about the allies, about the angels, about the mines and the foundries.Father MacPhail sat without moving a muscle, his lizard daemon absorbing and remembering every word."And how did you get here?" he asked."I stole a gyropter. It ran out of fuel and I had to abandon it in the countryside not far from here. The rest of the way I walked.""Is Lord Asriel actively searching for
Well, well," she said. "Fra Pavel must be getting quicker. When I knew him, it would have taken him a month at least to read all that."
She sipped her chocolate, which was thin and weak; how like these wretched priests, she thought, to take their self-righteous abstinence out on their visitors, too.
"Tell me about Lord Asriel," said the President. "Tell me everything."
Mrs. Coulter settled back comfortably and began to tell him, not everything, but he never thought for a moment that she the girl and the boy?"
"Of course."
"I assume he's after that knife. You know it has a name? The cliff-ghasts of the north call it the god-destroyer," he went on, crossing to the window and looking down over the cloisters. "That's what Asriel is aiming to do, isn't it? Destroy the Authority? There are would. She told him about the fortress, about the allies, about the angels, about the mines and the foundries.Father MacPhail sat without moving a muscle, his lizard daemon absorbing and remembering every word."And how did you get here?" he asked."I stole a gyropter. It ran out of fuel and I had to abandon it in the countryside not far from here. The rest of the way I walked.""Is Lord Asriel actively searching for
Thursday 15 January 2009
Jack Vettriano Only the deepest Red I
Jack Vettriano Only the deepest Red IJack Vettriano One Moment in TimeJack Vettriano On the Border
sand, the first edge of the sun just cleared the rim of the sea, dazzling her. Because she was on the slope of the dune, the light reached her a few seconds before it touched the beach, and she watched it flow around her and along toward Will; and then she saw the hand-high figure of the Chevalier Tialys, standing by Will's head, clear and wide awake and watching them.
"The thing is," said Lyra,golden monkey as the poison entered her bloodstream... And that was only a scratch, as her mother had recently been reminded elsewhere. Will would have to give in and do what they wanted.
"Suppose they thought he wouldn't, though," she said, "suppose they thought he was so coldhearted he'd just watch us die. Maybe he better make 'em think that, if he can."
She had brought the alethiometer with her, and now that it was light enough to see, she took the beloved instrument out and laid it on its black velvet cloth in her lap. Little "they can't make us do what they want. They got to follow us. I bet they're fed up.""If they got hold of us," said Pantalaimon, meaning him and Lyra, "and got their stings ready to stick in us, Will’d have to do what they said."Lyra thought about it. She remembered vividly the horrible scream of pain from Mrs. Coulter, the eye-rolling convulsions, the ghastly, lolling drool of the
sand, the first edge of the sun just cleared the rim of the sea, dazzling her. Because she was on the slope of the dune, the light reached her a few seconds before it touched the beach, and she watched it flow around her and along toward Will; and then she saw the hand-high figure of the Chevalier Tialys, standing by Will's head, clear and wide awake and watching them.
"The thing is," said Lyra,golden monkey as the poison entered her bloodstream... And that was only a scratch, as her mother had recently been reminded elsewhere. Will would have to give in and do what they wanted.
"Suppose they thought he wouldn't, though," she said, "suppose they thought he was so coldhearted he'd just watch us die. Maybe he better make 'em think that, if he can."
She had brought the alethiometer with her, and now that it was light enough to see, she took the beloved instrument out and laid it on its black velvet cloth in her lap. Little "they can't make us do what they want. They got to follow us. I bet they're fed up.""If they got hold of us," said Pantalaimon, meaning him and Lyra, "and got their stings ready to stick in us, Will’d have to do what they said."Lyra thought about it. She remembered vividly the horrible scream of pain from Mrs. Coulter, the eye-rolling convulsions, the ghastly, lolling drool of the
Jean Beraud La Rue de la Paix
Jean Beraud La Rue de la PaixHenri Rousseau The Snake CharmerHenri Rousseau The Dream
, he can do anything with metal, Will! Not only armor, he can make little delicate things as well..." She told him about the small tin box Iorek had made for her to shut the spy-fly in. "But where is he?"
"Close by. He would have come when I called, but obviously he was fighting... And Balthamos! Oh, he must have been so "You found your father?"
"That's right, on the mountain, that night..."frightened...""Who?"He explained briefly, feeling his cheeks warm with the shame that the angel must be feeling."But I'll tell you more about him later," he said. "It's so strange... He told me so many things, and I think I understand them, too..." He ran his hands through his hair and rubbed his eyes."You got to tell me everything," she said firmly. "Everything you did since she caught me. Oh, Will, you en't still bleeding? Your poor hand...""No. My father cured it. I just opened it up when I hit the golden monkey, but it's better now. He gave me some ointment that he'd made...”
, he can do anything with metal, Will! Not only armor, he can make little delicate things as well..." She told him about the small tin box Iorek had made for her to shut the spy-fly in. "But where is he?"
"Close by. He would have come when I called, but obviously he was fighting... And Balthamos! Oh, he must have been so "You found your father?"
"That's right, on the mountain, that night..."frightened...""Who?"He explained briefly, feeling his cheeks warm with the shame that the angel must be feeling."But I'll tell you more about him later," he said. "It's so strange... He told me so many things, and I think I understand them, too..." He ran his hands through his hair and rubbed his eyes."You got to tell me everything," she said firmly. "Everything you did since she caught me. Oh, Will, you en't still bleeding? Your poor hand...""No. My father cured it. I just opened it up when I hit the golden monkey, but it's better now. He gave me some ointment that he'd made...”
Tuesday 13 January 2009
Wassily Kandinsky Dominant Curve
Wassily Kandinsky Dominant CurveWassily Kandinsky Several CirclesWassily Kandinsky Composition VIII
with no belt, stood under the bare light bulb clutching the trousers with one hand and his rabbit daemon with the other. In front of him, in the only chair, sat Father MacPhail.
"Dr. Cooper," the President began, "do sit down." There was no furniture except the chair, the wooden bunk, and a bucket. The ."
The rabbit daemon opened her round eyes and gazed fearfully at the President, and then shut them again and hid her face.
"That must have been distressing," said Father MacPhail.
"The whole program was intensely difficult," said Dr. Cooper, hastening to agree.
"I am surprised you did not seek the aid of the Consistorial Court, where President's voice echoed unpleasantly off, the white tiles that lined the wall and ceiling.Dr. Cooper sat on the bunk. He could not take his eyes off the gaunt and gray-haired President. He licked his dry lips and waited to see what new discomfort was coming."So you nearly succeeded in severing the child from her daemon?" said Father MacPhail.Dr. Cooper said shakily, "We considered that it would serve no purpose to wait, since the experiment was due to take place anyway, and we put the child in the experimental chamber, but then Mrs. Coulter herself intervened and took the child to her own quarters
with no belt, stood under the bare light bulb clutching the trousers with one hand and his rabbit daemon with the other. In front of him, in the only chair, sat Father MacPhail.
"Dr. Cooper," the President began, "do sit down." There was no furniture except the chair, the wooden bunk, and a bucket. The ."
The rabbit daemon opened her round eyes and gazed fearfully at the President, and then shut them again and hid her face.
"That must have been distressing," said Father MacPhail.
"The whole program was intensely difficult," said Dr. Cooper, hastening to agree.
"I am surprised you did not seek the aid of the Consistorial Court, where President's voice echoed unpleasantly off, the white tiles that lined the wall and ceiling.Dr. Cooper sat on the bunk. He could not take his eyes off the gaunt and gray-haired President. He licked his dry lips and waited to see what new discomfort was coming."So you nearly succeeded in severing the child from her daemon?" said Father MacPhail.Dr. Cooper said shakily, "We considered that it would serve no purpose to wait, since the experiment was due to take place anyway, and we put the child in the experimental chamber, but then Mrs. Coulter herself intervened and took the child to her own quarters
Monday 12 January 2009
Frederic Edwin Church The Andes of Ecuador
Frederic Edwin Church The Andes of EcuadorFrederic Edwin Church Mountains of EcuadorFrederic Edwin Church Cross in the Wilderness
The rich cultural heritage of Latin America perfectly blends the indigenous elements as well as various elements of the white world. Latin music and dance are no exceptions. Popular Latin Dance forms have been the result of the synthesis offrom the name of a dance band called “Rumboso Orquestra.” Rumba is not only popular in Latin America, but this dance form has been adopted by the famous dancers of the world. This dance form is composed by the African slaves who were brought to Cuba. A percussion of pots, bottles, and spoons is played to accompany the dance. In this dance form, the movement of the body is more important than the movement of the feet. The cross rhythms are emphasized than the tune. different dance styles. According to the context, Latin dance forms can be divided into two sections: the social dances and the ballroom dances. Some of the popular dance forms of Latin America include Cumbia, Rumba, Jive, Cha Cha, and so on.RumbaThe word Rumba is derived
The rich cultural heritage of Latin America perfectly blends the indigenous elements as well as various elements of the white world. Latin music and dance are no exceptions. Popular Latin Dance forms have been the result of the synthesis offrom the name of a dance band called “Rumboso Orquestra.” Rumba is not only popular in Latin America, but this dance form has been adopted by the famous dancers of the world. This dance form is composed by the African slaves who were brought to Cuba. A percussion of pots, bottles, and spoons is played to accompany the dance. In this dance form, the movement of the body is more important than the movement of the feet. The cross rhythms are emphasized than the tune. different dance styles. According to the context, Latin dance forms can be divided into two sections: the social dances and the ballroom dances. Some of the popular dance forms of Latin America include Cumbia, Rumba, Jive, Cha Cha, and so on.RumbaThe word Rumba is derived
Sunday 11 January 2009
Claude Monet Mountains at l'Esterel
Claude Monet Mountains at l'EsterelClaude Monet Mill near ZaandamClaude Monet Meadows at Giverny
Turns out that intelligent people are generally healthier than their less-clever peers — studies have shown that brainiacs are, for instance, less likely to suffer from heart disease and Alzheimer's. Scientists have suggested that smart people may score less stressful jobs in safer places and that they may make better lifestyle choices, for instance by exercisingtraits, so the genes involved in smarts may somehow improve sperm quality — and perhaps other characteristics as well.
This could help explain, then, why intelligence can be so sexy: It could simply be an indicator that a person has a lot of good genes and traits, says study co-author Geoffrey Miller, a psychologist at the University of New Mexico. more and eating better. In other words, maybe bright people actually listen to the Surgeon General.But these newest findings, to be published in an upcoming issue of the journal Intelligence, found that negative habits had little effect on sperm quality, so they don't support that theory.The researchers instead speculate that intelligence might be passed down as part of a larger package of good attributes. One gene can influence multiple
Turns out that intelligent people are generally healthier than their less-clever peers — studies have shown that brainiacs are, for instance, less likely to suffer from heart disease and Alzheimer's. Scientists have suggested that smart people may score less stressful jobs in safer places and that they may make better lifestyle choices, for instance by exercisingtraits, so the genes involved in smarts may somehow improve sperm quality — and perhaps other characteristics as well.
This could help explain, then, why intelligence can be so sexy: It could simply be an indicator that a person has a lot of good genes and traits, says study co-author Geoffrey Miller, a psychologist at the University of New Mexico. more and eating better. In other words, maybe bright people actually listen to the Surgeon General.But these newest findings, to be published in an upcoming issue of the journal Intelligence, found that negative habits had little effect on sperm quality, so they don't support that theory.The researchers instead speculate that intelligence might be passed down as part of a larger package of good attributes. One gene can influence multiple
Thursday 8 January 2009
Andy Warhol Flowers Yellow, Lilac, Purple
Andy Warhol Flowers Yellow, Lilac, PurpleAndy Warhol Flowers Red 1964Andy Warhol Flowers 1970Andy Warhol Flowers 1964
After 30 years of extensive research, which we assume involved spiking the punch bowls at many a family reunion and studying the shenanigans as they unfold, scientists in Western Australia have concluded that most babies born to first others.
If you're wondering why they felt the need to conduct this study in the first place, it's because the practice is remarkably common, at least by most standards, in that part of the world.
In Western Australia, there are at between first cousins, and many more throughout the world (we're awhile a nerd from Lambda Lambda Lambda can steal the starting quarterback's woman, but more often than not you're going to end up being the Duckie to some pretty boy's Andrew McCarthy.
...
Well we've got good news, Poindexter. Despite lacking the social skills and rugged good looks of your athletic counterparts, it turns out that chicks really do dig brains over brawn.looking at you, West Virginia), making this research essential if we're ever to thwart any X-Men-style mutant uprising that could result.#1.Jocks Get All the GirlsThe Conventional WisdomIf we can learn anything from countless classic 80s movies and television shows, it's that rich kids and jocks get all the girls. Oh sure, every once in
At least, that's what this study has concluded. As it turns out
After 30 years of extensive research, which we assume involved spiking the punch bowls at many a family reunion and studying the shenanigans as they unfold, scientists in Western Australia have concluded that most babies born to first others.
If you're wondering why they felt the need to conduct this study in the first place, it's because the practice is remarkably common, at least by most standards, in that part of the world.
In Western Australia, there are at between first cousins, and many more throughout the world (we're awhile a nerd from Lambda Lambda Lambda can steal the starting quarterback's woman, but more often than not you're going to end up being the Duckie to some pretty boy's Andrew McCarthy.
...
Well we've got good news, Poindexter. Despite lacking the social skills and rugged good looks of your athletic counterparts, it turns out that chicks really do dig brains over brawn.looking at you, West Virginia), making this research essential if we're ever to thwart any X-Men-style mutant uprising that could result.#1.Jocks Get All the GirlsThe Conventional WisdomIf we can learn anything from countless classic 80s movies and television shows, it's that rich kids and jocks get all the girls. Oh sure, every once in
At least, that's what this study has concluded. As it turns out
Tuesday 6 January 2009
Jack Vettriano Beautiful Dreamer 2001
Jack Vettriano Beautiful Dreamer 2001Jack Vettriano Along Came A Spider
That summer,” said Ennis. “When we split up after we got paid out I had gut cramps so bad I pulled over and tried to puke, thought I ate somethin bad at that place in Dubois. Took me about a year a figure out it was that I shouldn’t a let you out a my sights. Too late then by a long, long while.”
“Friend,” said Jack. “We got us a f*ckin situation here. Got a figure out what to do.”
Jack Vettriano Yesterday's Dreams
“I doubt there’s nothin now we can do,” said Ennis. “What I’m sayin, Jack, I years. Love my little girls. Alma? It ain’t her fault. You got your baby and wife, that place in Texas. You and me can’t hardly be decent together if what happened back there” -- he jerked his head in the direction of the apartment—“grabs on us like that. We do that in the wrong place we’ll be dead. There’s no reins on this one. It scares the piss out a me.” “Got to tell you, friend, maybe somebody seen us that summer. I was back there the next June, thinkin about goin back—I didn’t, lit out for Texas instead—and Joe Aguirre’s in the office and he says to me, he says, ‘You boys found a way to make
That summer,” said Ennis. “When we split up after we got paid out I had gut cramps so bad I pulled over and tried to puke, thought I ate somethin bad at that place in Dubois. Took me about a year a figure out it was that I shouldn’t a let you out a my sights. Too late then by a long, long while.”
“Friend,” said Jack. “We got us a f*ckin situation here. Got a figure out what to do.”
Jack Vettriano Yesterday's Dreams
“I doubt there’s nothin now we can do,” said Ennis. “What I’m sayin, Jack, I years. Love my little girls. Alma? It ain’t her fault. You got your baby and wife, that place in Texas. You and me can’t hardly be decent together if what happened back there” -- he jerked his head in the direction of the apartment—“grabs on us like that. We do that in the wrong place we’ll be dead. There’s no reins on this one. It scares the piss out a me.” “Got to tell you, friend, maybe somebody seen us that summer. I was back there the next June, thinkin about goin back—I didn’t, lit out for Texas instead—and Joe Aguirre’s in the office and he says to me, he says, ‘You boys found a way to make
Saturday 3 January 2009
Jack Vettriano The Administration of Justice
Jack Vettriano The Administration of JusticeJack Vettriano Table for OneJack Vettriano Sweet Is The Night
Excuse me," said Sugar, shaking all over, in conciliatory tones. "Excuse me .... This is a serious moment.. Let us talk things over in a friendly way."
"I quite agree with Sugar and the Cat," said Bread, as though that ended the matter.
"This is ridiculous!" said the Dog, barking and showing his teeth. "There is Man and that's all!... We have to obey him and do as he tells us!... I recognise no one , all for Man! Man is everything ....
But the , her voice sank to a whisper and she hissed, "Look out! I hear the
Fairy and Light coming. I need hardly tell you that Light has taken sides with Man and means to stand by him; she is our worst enemy .... Be careful!"
But our friends had had no practice in trickery and, feeling themselves Cat's shrill voice rose above all the others. She was full of grudges against Man and she wanted to make use of the short spell of humanity which she now enjoyed to avenge her whole race: "All of us here present," she cried, "Animals, Things and Elements, possess a soul which Man does not yet know. That is why we retain a remnant of independence; but, if he finds the Blue Bird, he will know all, he will see all and we shall be completely at his mercy. Remember the time when we wandered at liberty upon the face of the earth! ..." But, suddenly her face changed
Excuse me," said Sugar, shaking all over, in conciliatory tones. "Excuse me .... This is a serious moment.. Let us talk things over in a friendly way."
"I quite agree with Sugar and the Cat," said Bread, as though that ended the matter.
"This is ridiculous!" said the Dog, barking and showing his teeth. "There is Man and that's all!... We have to obey him and do as he tells us!... I recognise no one , all for Man! Man is everything ....
But the , her voice sank to a whisper and she hissed, "Look out! I hear the
Fairy and Light coming. I need hardly tell you that Light has taken sides with Man and means to stand by him; she is our worst enemy .... Be careful!"
But our friends had had no practice in trickery and, feeling themselves Cat's shrill voice rose above all the others. She was full of grudges against Man and she wanted to make use of the short spell of humanity which she now enjoyed to avenge her whole race: "All of us here present," she cried, "Animals, Things and Elements, possess a soul which Man does not yet know. That is why we retain a remnant of independence; but, if he finds the Blue Bird, he will know all, he will see all and we shall be completely at his mercy. Remember the time when we wandered at liberty upon the face of the earth! ..." But, suddenly her face changed
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