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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Patti at the Musee D’Orsay, originally uploaded by niehoff. I visit a museum and see lots of paintings that I wish I could have in my very own living room. Oh … Continue reading Patti at the Musee D'Orsay
Since Frederic Remington saw fit to cast bronzes, my father saw it as a responsibility, of a sort, to have a couple of them around. One of them used to stand on the square oak table in the barroom where I did all of my homework until I was in high school. The figure, a … Continue reading Out West: the bronzes
My father always loved the Old West. Our house walls, downstairs, held what seemed like dozens of paintings of cowboys and soldiers and Indians, and I was brought up to revere the names of Frederic Remington, Charles M. Russell, and George Catlin. I would stare from the vantage points of the game or enemy being … Continue reading Out West
ephemera: Mona Lisa Men Have Trained You Mona Lisa Men Have Trained You Mona_lisa_tickets Employees at the Takashimaya department store in Osaka have created four reproductions of world-famous paintings using 320,000 old train tickets obtained from the nearby Nankai Namba station.
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