#Claude Oscar Monet

[leonmarchon]

Nato a Parigi nel 1840, Claude Oscar Monet crebbe in un modesto ambiente borghese. Il commercio di generi coloniali del padre peggiorò a dismisura, tanto da imporre alla famiglia di trasferirsi a Le Havre.

[mary-maud]

Monet exhibition, York art gallery

[leonisandmurex]

Catherine & Art || Self portrait by Sir Anthony van Dyck, The Japanese footbridge by Claude Monet, The evening sun by Oscar Rejlander, The miraculous draught of fishes by Raphael, The Girl with the pearl earring by Johannes Vermeer, Portrait of Omai by Sir Joshua Reynolds

"For me, the power of the images is in the poignant and personal stories that sit behind them" The Princess of Wales

[maorinne]

Never have I imagined a world without poets and artists. It's scary.

When no one is a poet, the world is silent. When no one is an artist, the world is bland. Their art is what makes the world an interesting place to be. The poet's prose might be something to live for for the disturbed and the artist's piece might be something to hold on to for the troubled. They color the world with their pens and brushes. We often take it for granted that's why it's scary to imagine a world without poets and artists.

[thepastisalreadywritten]

Flowers by Monet.

Oscar-Claude Monet (14 November 1840 – 5 December 1926) was a French painter and founder of impressionist painting who is seen as a key precursor to modernism, especially in his attempts to paint nature as he perceived it.

[iryght]

My version of Woman with a Parasol.

This painting has lived rent free in my mind for awhile now, so I figured I could draw my take on it. My first thought was 'lesbians+longing' as a different spin on the original.

[monkeyssalad-blog]

Oscar Claude Monet «The Cradle - Camille with the Artist's Son Jean», 1867 by Art Therapy by Julianna Via Flickr: Oil on canvas; 116.2x88.8 cm. National Gallery of Art, Washington, D.C.

[dinaive]

you can find more of Mr Monet’s artwork at the link below

[lightthereis]

Claude Oscar Monet – Water Lilies, 1914-17

[worldsandemanations]

Claude Oscar Monet – Water Lilies, 1914-17

[whencyclopedia]

Claude Monet

Claude Monet (1840-1926) was a French impressionist painter who transformed modern art with his emphasis on light brushstrokes, bright colours, and uncluttered nature. Famed for his landscapes and series of paintings that captured the same view in different momentary atmospheric conditions, Monet is heralded as one of the greatest and most influential artists of all time.

Early Life

Oscar-Claude Monet was born in Paris on 14 November 1840. The job of Monet's father, Claude-Adolphe, is not known except that it was a humble one and that the family often struggled financially. In 1845, the Monets moved to Le Havre on the northern coast of France where Claude-Adolphe worked in his brother-in-law's thriving wholesale grocery business. Oscar-Claude's favourite subject at school was art, and, fascinated by the boats in the busy harbour, he often sketched them. From 15, he made money by selling caricatures, some of which were displayed in a local shop window each Sunday, which became a minor local attraction. Monet's aunt, Marie-Jeanne Lecadre, was an amateur painter and she encouraged Oscar-Claude, introducing him to the artist Amand Gautier (1825-1894).

Another artistic influence was the landscape painter Eugène Boudin (1824-1898) and the pair went painting together en plein air (outdoors), as opposed to the traditional method of painting in the studio. Still only 17, Monet produced his first outdoor painting, View from Rouelles, in 1858. Monet later described the experience:

Boudin put up his easel and set to work…for me it was like the rending of a veil; I understood; I grasped what painting could be…my destiny as a painter opened up before me. If I have indeed become a painter; I owe it to Eugène Boudin…Gradually my eyes were opened and I understood nature.

(Hodge, 15)

In April 1859, Monet gathered together his savings from his caricatures sales and went to study art in Paris. He enrolled in the unconventional Académie Suisse and started to make friends with artists like Camille Pissarro (1830-1903) and Paul Cézanne (1839-1906). More caricatures helped eke out his savings.

In June 1861, Monet's studies were rudely interrupted by conscription into the French army. Joining the African Light Cavalry, he was shipped off to Algeria. The bright colours of North Africa left a lasting impression on the young artist, who continued to sketch when he could. Then, after contracting typhoid in 1862, Monet was invalided back home. Six months later, Aunt Marie-Jeanne bought her nephew out of the army. Now 22, he dropped the Oscar from his name and began to paint again. It was at Le Havre that Monet met the Dutch artist Johan Barthold Jongkind (1819-1891), whose work he already admired for its broad and bold brushstrokes and which captured effects of the weather on seascapes. As Monet noted, Jongkind "became from this moment, my true master; and it is to him that I owe the final development of my painter's eye" (Hodge, 19).

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[augdawg888]

the office characters as teachers!

in honor of teacher appreciation week!

(and also my math teacher was flirting with some other teacher and my brain immediately went to jim and pam)

enjoy!

the staff:

michael scott: the principal

dwight schrute: gym teacher & vice principal

jim halpert: also a gym teacher

pam beesley: art teacher

holly flax: counselor

oscar martinez: personal finance teacher

angela martin: math teacher

phyllis lapin-vance: language teacher

kelly kapoor: fashion / interior design teacher

andy bernard: music teacher

& creed bratton: janitor

(other characters are mentioned, but i didn't have enough to say about them)

general headcanons:

michael scott: mr. scott

super laid back and chill

he never gets people in trouble

'yk, when i was your age, i did that all the time'

stops in classes just to distract people

assemblies all the time !!!

theyre always super fun though, lots of games !!

he's always recognizing the teachers for their hard work

he has a lil bulletin board (that pam designed) for spotlight moments

hangs out in the art room with pam a lot

'pamcasso' 'pamanardo dibeesley'

his office is littered with toys, pictures of holly, and pictures with his kids

he also brings his kids to work every so often

when he visits the gymnasium he always tries to impress the students

dwight schrute: mr. schrute

takes being vice principal way too seriously

also takes being a gym teacher way too seriously

he and jim participate in all the games and activities

but dwight is always trying to one up some high schooler

loves dodgeball.

he tries to 1v1 jim in basketball (and he fails miserably)

he instructs a health course once a year and jim always has to cut it short

he's the best hype man though

feeling insecure in gym class ? dwight is def hyping you up

not like a quiet, off to the side pep talk, like whooping and yelling

'let's go !! you guys are doing fantastic'

he also gets to do a karate course during the school year

has an agriculture club after school

jim halpert: coach jim

chillest gym teacher ever

unlike dwight, he does the quiet off to the side pep talks

its all very appreciated and sweet

he's looking out for all of the students

and they all have a crush on him too (who wouldnt????)

he's always goofing around and trying to have fun

he's the basketball coach too !!!

always going to the art room for any reason

he needs pam to design some flyers for friday's game, or his pen ran out of ink (he uses a laptop)

he's always pranking dwight

the pictures of the pranks always get put in the yearbook too (it's like a special section)

pam beesley: ms. beesley / ms. pam

shes so sweet.

all of her lessons are really well thought out and passionate

she loves teaching about claude monet and impressionism

shes doing art with the kids too

michael is always taking her finished pieces to hang up somewhere

shes also a volleyball coach !!! so shes constantly going to the gymnasium to make sure theres enough equipment or to check on the players in gym class

shes really there to see jim (but thats besides the point)

she's apart of phyllis' book club (yes phyllis has a book club)

all of her students ask if she and jim are going to date/are dating

'you guys are aware i'm engaged right?'

anytime roy visits shes always stressed afterwards

jim brings her lunch !!!

holly flax: holly / mrs. flax

shes so sweet and understanding omg

when a student needs something to fidget with she just steals a toy from michaels office

has a yoga club after school (michael is always there)

her office is so cozy and lighthearted

shes one of those teachers with memes printed out on her wall

has lots of knicknacks

knows every students name

loves loves loves helping kids pick out their schedules for the next year

shes super close with all the teachers too

very inclusive !!! she has an assembly every month for different cultures and information about different heritages

has a lot of stuffed animals in her office

and every single one of them have been named

shes also apart of phyllis' book club !

oscar martinez: mr. martinez

he takes his job super seriously and is a little strict

but everyone still loves him and respects him a lot

no matter how strict he is, he cannot stop gossiping with all the students

'okay, but did you hear about jim and pam?'

his classroom is so boring though, super bland

gets a lot of kids coming to him

super comforting teacher !

always plays music in the background

its like fucking classical music though

also in the book club !

he and pam always have a lot of gay kids in their classes

they're both just prepared for people coming out to them

angela martin: ms. martin

super strict and serious

but has her fun moments

everyone knows her cats names

she has the lil baby poster hanging up in her classroom

theres literally nothing else in there

she noticed how some teachers left out bowls of candy, so she did the same thing, but with mints

advocated for class pets, but kept getting shut down

when asked her opinion about other teachers it's usually negative, but when it comes to dwight it's always slightly positive

phyllis lapin-vance: mrs. vance

gets called mrs. vance refrigeration a lot

doesnt talk too much

always asking for help with her computer

her lessons are short and sweet

has a candle burning during class

but it's like a grandma smell

everyone loves watching her and bob

they're so sweet together !!!

she runs a small book club with teachers and students after school

loves when they all choose mystery books to read

she tries to teach different books every year

her classroom is right next to angela's and that can lead to some unpleasantness

funky sweaters !!!

kelly kapoor: kelly

hates hates hates being called ms. kapoor

it's just kelly

most of her lessons are just rants, but theyre educational !!!

loves working with everyone in her class

asks if ryan ever mentions her

wears the clothes that students make

designs merch for the school

desperately wants the schools colors to change

'theyre just so old looking !'

always so energetic in the mornings

besties with the students ofc

wants to hear ALL THE TEA

also keeps everyone updated on jim and pam

her classroom is sooooo cool too

like pink everywhere, comfy seats, and hello kitty

she loves hello kitty and i will die on this hill

andy bernard: mr. bernard

he's like the perfect music teacher

he brings instruments into class that no one has even heard of

and plays them perfectly

all the music they sing are show tunes

they watch musicals in the class when it gets slow

talks about cornell a lot

the rants about here comes treble get so old after a while

'it's funny you guys mention that song, did you know when i was in college i performed that with my acapella group?'

yes he's really trying to get an acapella group started

when students are frustrated with something he uses the same techniques he learned in anger management to calm them down

when asked if he wanted to be the golf coach he turned it down immediately

he was too busy trying to make sailing club a thing

but, he is the theater club leader (idk what theyre called)

loves directing everyone

has to kick michael out a lot

he wears funny ties !!!

creed bratton: creed

omg hes so mysterious and cool and no one knows anything about him

but also we know everything ?

he knows all the kids names

celebrates their birthdays

know one knows how he knows their birthdays though

shows up simultaneously in every class

plays guitar in andys class

tries to crash a fashion show in kellys

he was just wearing sunglasses and a blazer

plays basketball in gym class

and then he tries to convince dwight he is in fact a student

and why does it almost work ?

everyone's pretty sure he lives in the school

the lunch ladies are always complaining about food going missing and then creed will talk about how much he likes that food

he sells fake weed to the students

and fake ids

pam is still looking for her laminating machine

has an mp3 player still (its 2024 creed, get a phone)

his music is BLARING

air guitar in the hallways

everyone loves how he dresses up during spirit week

i was thinking of doing more in depth ones about spirit weeks and assemblys, but that's a lot of work lol

lmk if you want those !!

also the timeline is really random. i wanted holly to be in here and her and michael to be married, but i didn't want jim and pam to be married yet, sorry about that !

[columbiauniversity-schoolboard]

Columbia University brings you to, NYC's own Fall Festival!

🍂 𝑱𝒐𝒊𝒏 𝒖𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒔! 🍂

Columbia University is proud to host its Fall Festival, a week-long celebration of autumn. From October 1st to October 7th, join us for a variety of exciting activities that capture the spirit of the season—all to support Columbia's funding campaign. Here's what's waiting for you:

🎃 Pumpkin Carving, Face Painting, Bean Bag Racing, Apple Bobbing & Hayrides

All led by Columbia student Kate Perugini ( @lucifers-box )! Experience classic fall activities while enjoying the beautiful campus setting.

🌽 Corn Maze

Challenge yourself to find the way through this intricate maze, perfect for all ages!

🐴 Pony Rides

Managed by Javier Vargas ( @javier-el-viento ) this activity is sure to be a hit with kids and adults alike.

🎨 Caricature Paintings

Get a personalized caricature by none other than Oscar Monet ( @claud-e-monet )—well, an artist bringing his style to life just for this event!

🍊 View the Incredible, Scientifically Modified Giant Tangerine

Brought to you by Columbia professor Helena Ziegler ( @bioonewithnature ), witness a marvel of modern science!

🎺 Music & Dance

Music instructor Osami Daishi ( @daishisensei ) and his very own class will be in charge of performing ambient tunes for the festival.

🥧 Pie Eating Contest

Put your appetite to the test under the supervision of Columbia's own culinary arts instructor, Nathan Frost ( @chef-de-cuisine ).

🎭 Abraham Stoker Presents: Sleepy Hollow

Get into the spooky spirit with a play authorized by Abraham Stoker ( @abraham-stoker ) himself, featuring the timeless tale of Sleepy Hollow.

🍫 Other Fall Fun

Enjoy s'mores, a hot cider bar, ring toss, a photo booth, scarecrow arts and crafts, and much more!

⛺ Special Program Admissions

While you're at it, there will be enlistment entries for a camping Archeology & Anthropology Program to be hosted this Fall Semester for students interested in extra credit, ran by Professor Nahla Elmaleh ( @explorinaireoftheseas ) and Professor Iona Swanson ( @lost--to--time ).

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬: October 1st – October 7th

𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 & 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠: 10AM – 10PM

𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: Columbia University's Morningside Campus

🌰 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐚'𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞! 🦃

[ghoulierstudio]

Naturalism x Realism✨The Crux of Emile Zola’s The Masterpiece✨ (mostly text) mini zine. I felt compelled to make this because my interest in Zola began with Oscar Wilde, then extended to Vincent Van Gogh, Jean Luc Godard, Rainer Werner Fassbinder’s calling Godard’s Life is Life a masterpiece ft the main character Nana, Claude Monet’s connection to Edouard Manet who did the painting entitled Nana.

So, serendipitously/synchronicity. It’s all very artful

[swlyf-24]

Our paradox of memories

As odd as it may sound, Oscar sold memories in his small cafe-looking shop. Memories he had were from people who gave it to him willingly or who have passed away. It’s really not that hard to find those small capsules; a compartment behind your ear should have differently labelled memories housed in capsules, pill capsules if you will. They sell well for a price of $2500, notwithstanding the memory. People in desperate need of money would go to Oscar’s shop and sell their memories in hopes that they could make a new one with the cash in their hands. He supposed that if people were comfortable with their wealth from selling their memories, they wouldn't need them. Oscar would gladly delegate the aftermath to the new owners with each purchase.

The golden sun spun a circle in the sky, its light dimming. The golden sun supplied the world with light and warmth. No one could see it, however, but everyone knew what it was and what it did. The silver moon was another aspect of their sky. It only came out at night, casting a low, dull light on the world. They were a force to be reckoned with.

Knock-knock, knock-knock, knock. People in this city has an odd way of inserting rhythms into their tapping. “Welcome to the Paradox.” Oscar repeated it like a radio host, repeating their introduction every session. The man walked in, shutting the door lightly with a jingle of the bell. With a definite smile, his lips curled downward, paired with a nod, before he wandered around the shop. The man looked through the years one by one, fiddling with each label on the capsules. “Can I help you?” Oscar suggested as he walked away from the counter.

The lights were too dim.

Clearly shocked, the man took a step back. “Well,” he said, opening his mouth, but nothing else came out. Was it his ear? Oscar’s expression must have been obvious because the man’s face flushed red. “I just lost this memory, and I was hoping it’d be here. I obviously don’t remember, but something is nagging at me to find it.” hands weaved around; perhaps it was trying to crochet.

“If you sold it, it has most likely been bought. From there, I can’t help you.” The man looked more perplexed the more Oscar spoke. The capsules stayed in their confines, almost bursting at the seams with a new customer, hoping that he would buy them. “No, no. It was stolen. I just need your help to find it, please. I know it’s not far from here. You're the most experienced person that I can go to.”

Did Oscar ever say that the man’s eyes looked like the pond of waterlilies from Claude Monet? Or that his hair shone as brightly as the golden sun? His mind yearned to fill this in a capsule for him to view over and over again and to no one else. What is there truly to lose when Oscar gets to spend more time with the good looking man?

Yet before Oscar could mutter another word, his precious glass door was slammed with much force. A woman in her mid-twenties had ripped out the capsules from her compartment in record time. The capsules in piles were enough for Oscar to realise that there were numerous capsules. Way more than one should have. She turned to Oscar with a desperate look in her eyes. “Please, just watch one of them. I beg you, wake up from this nightmare." The woman pleaded with unshed tears that clung onto her eyes like a lifeline. She casted a quick glance back at the two men before rushing off, once again harshly shutting Oscar's glass door.

What the fuck?

Oscar looked back at the man, who looked as confused as he was. The man huffed out a laugh as he walked towards the counter, towards Oscar. For once, Oscar felt relieved, like a puppet without its strings. “I’m Logan." the man held out his hand tentatively. "Oscar," and who was to reject such a man's warm hand? The golden sun spun again, dimming its light once more. But it never felt so bright in Oscar’s life before.

Usually, it meant no harm watching someone else's memory. So why was Oscar feeling as if he was going to pop like a cork on a shaken up champagne bottle? He gripped one of the capsules in his hands as he looked back towards Logan. The light shone onto his face, bringing more shadows that brought out the colours of his eyes. "Well, even if it was barely 1 hour of meeting you," Logan spoke, his hand twirling his half of the capsule. "It was nice to spend my time with you."

"Even if I didn't help you find the boy?"

"Even if you didn't help me find the boy."

Logan's seemingly golden hair shimmered for the last time. If they were unlucky enough to be killed by this capsule.

"Even if you were the boy himself." Logan muttered, his voice barely audible to anyone else. His breath fanned over his knuckles as he held the capsule tightly. "What?" Oscar turned to him. He never changed at all. Logan shook his head and gave his all time smile.

Once the capsule was inside their compartment of memories, they found themselves floating almost. It was never like this when someone rewatched another person's memory. Never. Why were they feeling as if they had been thrown back? Maybe they should have just stayed in the shop and ignored the woman's request. If only Oscar had closed the shop earlier, he didn't have to feel as if he was nearing the doorstep of death.

And, if-

Huh.

"What was I going to say again?" Oscar muttered, his head pounding and so was his heart. Something clawed at his mind of remember something, something important. Was it a memory or a thought? Either way, it must've not been important if he had forgotten it in the first place.

His sole collided with the asphalt, nearly tripping. The smell of rubber filled the place with engines roaring to life. Tires left imprints on the track, engraving their existence into the ground, reminding that they could not be defeated easily. The karts laid proudly on the ground, zooming off into the distance as they conquered each lap. Oscar looked up as he barely caught himself.

Logan.

The American boy who was stealing Oscar's attention from the start, ruining his focus on each race in the track. Oscar would gladly be last if it meant that he could see Logan thriving. Wouldn't it be a good time to make friends with him?

Oscar ran as fast as his feet could take him, which was relatively slow, towards Logan. Maybe it was just the lighting but Logan's eyes seemed to grow brighter when he took notice of Oscar.

"Hi, I'm Oscar. You're Logan, right?" Oscar asked, his hands reached out in hopes that he could form a bond that transcends through time and reality. "Yeah." His stupidly yet adoring American accent warped its way through Oscar's ears and brought a tune sweeter than sugar. His hands were outreached and soon, his hand was sort of in a hug with Oscar's.

"Have we met before? You seem familiar." Logan grinned, shaking their intertwined hands up and down like a ride in a theme park. "Maybe." Oscar replied, his hands going numb. Logan did look familiar, as if Oscar had talked to Logan before. Even if it was the case, Oscar didn't mind meeting Logan again and again and again.

[thepastisalreadywritten]

Oscar-Claude Monet (14 November 1840 – 5 December 1926) was a French painter and founder of impressionist painting who is seen as a key precursor to modernism, especially in his attempts to paint nature as he perceived it