#Art in the Streets Fresco
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marywoodartdept · 8 days ago
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Death for Dollars: the American Dream
Abby's final post 🎨💥 as the art history blogger dives into BLU’s Art in the Streets fresco—censored in 2011 in just 24 hours after its unveiling in Los Angeles. Why? Coffins draped in dollar bills challenged the cost of war. 💰⚰️ Who decides what art we see? What does censorship reveal? Explore the history, question the motives, and take another look at scandalous art. Read Abby’s farewell post now 🔗 #ArtAndCensorship #StreetArt #graffitiart #BLU #ArtHitory #WhereCreativityWorks
For my 21st birthday, my friend McKenna gifted me a book called The Museum of Scandals: Art That Shocked the World by Éléa Baucheron and Diane Routex. Its one of the best gifts I’ve ever gotten. It spans a range of topics but the section on politics has been one of the most intriguing. One piece in particular that has resonated with me is Art in the Streets Fresco by BLU (c.2011). BLU is an…
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undr · 1 year ago
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Monty Fresco. Street Night. London, 1954
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sluggoonthestreet · 2 years ago
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Later that day, Clem and Stuart's new business venture hit a rough patch when they learned that waffle makers need to be plugged in.
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givreencres · 5 months ago
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Plenty in stock !
© Givre Encres
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imgabsveras · 1 year ago
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They are ready
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alanparkersblog · 1 year ago
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There is something more in painting, which cannot be explained, which is essential !! 💯🌍☝️
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streetartguy · 11 months ago
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alanparker1 · 1 year ago
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Amazing Street-Art Fresco Great Art and Création✅
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javo-akb · 1 year ago
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masterdoodlerjohnwhopkins · 2 years ago
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I Can See By You Outfit That You Are A Cowboy
March 18, 2023
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missarchive · 2 months ago
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Okay, here's a fun plot! Hannibal x reader who has never travelled in a day of her life. Like all she's ever done is road trips and such. So when he wants to make plans to visit Italy again (I can imagine he likes revisiting his roots for reflection and just enjoying the art), it's a really daunting thing for her. Alternatively, he books the flight without telling her, maybe he knows about her lack of experience, maybe he does not, wink wink. And he can get that ego boost of helping a sweet S/O on her first trip.
Bonus points of the reader is scared of flying AHAHAHHAH
Thanks you!!!
I am also deathly scared of flying 😖 poor poor reader
cw; fear of flying, literally nothing else just fluff, hannibal being a gentleman
You loved Hannibal. You really did. But when he slid the sleek black folder across the breakfast table, his words silky and precise, you felt your stomach plummet as though you were already 30,000 feet in the air.
"I’ve taken the liberty of arranging a short reprieve in Florence for us," he said, his dark eyes locking onto yours with the satisfaction of a man who had just executed a perfect plan.
You blinked down at the itinerary, your pulse quickening as the words “First Class – Florence” stared back at you. First class or not, this was a flight. An international flight. Your palms began to sweat.
“Hannibal…” you started, unsure how to voice the jumble of fear and hesitation swirling in your mind. “I—I’ve never flown before. I’ve never even been out of the country.”
His brow quirked, the faintest sign of surprise in his otherwise serene expression. “Is that so?” His voice was laced with intrigue, but there was no mockery, no condescension.
You nodded, looking down at your lap. “I’ve only ever done road trips. The thought of flying… it’s just…” You trailed off, hoping he’d understand without needing further explanation.
He rose from his chair, moving to your side with a grace that only Hannibal could manage. His hand settled lightly on your shoulder, his touch as reassuring as it was firm. “My dear, it seems I shall have the distinct privilege of introducing you to the skies. Fear is natural, but you needn’t face it alone.”
His words were warm, soothing. But as much as you trusted him, the idea of hurtling through the air in a metal tube still made your chest tighten.
When the day arrived, you were a bundle of nerves. Hannibal, ever the epitome of calm, had everything prepared. He handled the check-in process with ease, and before you knew it, you were settled into the plush first-class seat, the hum of the engines already making your pulse race.
“I’ve taken the liberty of requesting chamomile tea for you,” Hannibal said, handing you a steaming cup. “It’s quite effective in soothing the nerves.”
You took it with a grateful, albeit shaky, smile. He leaned in closer, his voice low and intimate. “Remember, this is merely the beginning of a journey. Allow yourself to savor the experience. Focus on the discovery, not the apprehension.”
You nodded, clutching the tea like a lifeline. But as the engines roared to life and the plane began to ascend, panic bubbled in your chest. Your hand gripped the armrest until Hannibal’s found it, his fingers curling around yours with steady reassurance.
“Breathe,” he murmured, his thumb brushing against your knuckles. “You are safe.”
You focused on his voice, his presence anchoring you as the plane leveled out. Slowly, the tightness in your chest eased, and you dared to look out the window. The sight of clouds stretching endlessly across the sky was oddly calming.
“You’re doing beautifully,” Hannibal said, his tone tinged with pride.
The first glimpse of Florence took your breath away. Hannibal guided you through the city with the ease of someone deeply familiar with its every corner. He pointed out hidden frescoes and whispered stories of the Medici family as you wandered through cobblestone streets.
At the Uffizi Gallery, he lingered beside Botticelli’s The Birth of Venus, his gaze reverent. “Do you see how her form embodies both vulnerability and power?” he asked, his hand lightly brushing your back. "She's much like you."
You nodded, the awe in your chest mirrored in his. For the first time, you understood why he loved this city.
As the days passed, your fear of flying became a distant memory, replaced by the wonder of experiencing a world so different from your own. Hannibal reveled in your transformation, his pride evident in the small smiles he gave when you tried a new dish or eagerly asked him about a piece of art.
On your final evening, you turned to him as the sun set over the Arno River, painting the city in gold. “Thank you,” you said softly. “For everything. For bringing me here. For being patient with me.”
His gaze softened, and he took your hand in his. “It is I who should thank you, my dear. It is a rare gift to guide someone through their first steps into a larger world. And I am honoured to be the one by your side.”
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happy-mokka · 4 months ago
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In addition on Vienna, being queer and all:
Gay street lights:
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...and gay crosswalks...
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Right beside the tech-university and the museum district apparently beats also the 🏳️‍🌈 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜s of Vienna...
(might yet to be explored...)
I am currently spending the next days on vacation in Vienna, Austria with my bestie.
It is a beyond beautiful place with >1000 years of history and cultural diversity.
We will spend plenty of artsy museum time beginning tomorrow, all topped with fantastic coffee and Sacher cake until we die, but day 1 today had priority on feeding the insatiable hunger of the hopeless booknerds that we are and our fixation on the written word.
We went to the Hofburg and the Grand Hall of the Austrian National Library!
*sigh*
The stairs...no books in sight yet, but still already a beautiful scenery...17th century palace...
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Then, on the 1st floor, the doors open to this...and we're instantly breathless...
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Books, books, books...and since back then books and art were inseparable, looking up to the ceiling gives heavy Sistine chapel vibes with amazing frescos everywhere...
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So, you're in Europe? You like architecture, arts and books? This is one of your go-to places!!!
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givreencres · 2 years ago
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Time to say goodbye in Spot 13 at Paris
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blueiscoool · 18 days ago
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Archaeologists Discover 5 Stunning Roman Statues In Ancient City of Perge
Archaeologists unearthed five Roman statues in Perge (Greek: Πέργη), a well-preserved ancient city in today’s Turkey, highlighting the rich artistic legacy of Greek and Roman cultures.
A city rooted in Greek heritage
While its early history remains debated, Perge likely saw Greek settlement by the 7th century BC, possibly as a colony of Rhodes. After Alexander the Great’s conquests the city flourished. By the 2nd century BC, it began minting its own coins, often depicting the Greek goddess Artemis and her temple.
The city quickly became an important hub for trade, culture, and art under Greek influence. The city’s urban design reflects classical Greek architectural principles, including its grand colonnaded streets, theaters, and temples.
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Perge’s significance grew when it became part of the Roman Empire in the 1st century B.C., blending Greek artistic traditions with Roman innovation.
Perge has been on the UNESCO World Heritage Tentative List since 2009 for its historical and cultural importance.
Remarkable discoveries of ancient statues
The latest excavation efforts have revealed five statues, each offering a glimpse into the artistic excellence of the era.
Among them is a 2-meter-tall statue of Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of love and beauty, depicted seated on a dolphin beside Eros, the god of love. Archaeologists believe this statue, dating to the 2nd century A.D., exemplifies Roman adaptations of Greek mythology, merging divine symbolism with lifelike artistry.
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Nearby, researchers uncovered a 1.87-meter statue of a clothed woman, attributed to the Severan Period, known for its refined sculptural techniques.
Another similar statue of a clothed female figure, found in two pieces, further underscores the city’s commitment to detailed and realistic art.
On the Eastern Street of Perge, excavations revealed two additional statues – a clothed man and woman standing side by side.
These discoveries provide valuable insights into the social structures and sculptural traditions of the ancient Greek city of Perge, highlighting the city’s role as a center of artistic production.
A blend of Greek and Roman artistic traditions
Perge’s art and architecture illustrate a seamless blend of Greek and Roman influences. While the city’s early structures reflect Greek designs, Roman rule introduced grand monuments, lifelike sculptures, and detailed frescoes.
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Roman Imperial art, flourishing from the 1st century B.C. to the 5th century A.D., drew heavily from Greek and Etruscan traditions. It emphasized realism, human expression, and monumental scale.
The newly discovered artifacts highlight Perge’s importance as an artistic hub where Greek mythology and Roman craftsmanship converged, enriching the region’s cultural tapestry.
Preserving Perge’s legacy
The excavations are part of the “Heritage to the Future Project,” an initiative to preserve and promote Perge’s cultural legacy for future generations. As archaeological efforts continue, Perge remains a testament to the artistic and cultural brilliance of the ancient Greek and Roman civilizations.
By Nisha Zahid.
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alanparkersblog · 1 year ago
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streetartguy · 1 year ago
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@zigom.art
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